Regency Road Commercial Street.

Wu Zhihui quickly turned in, and the three knife men behind him were still in hot pursuit, and under the pressure of the passers-by around them, the three of them covered the blades in their hands with coats.

"Whew, whoa..."

Wu Zhihui's breathing also became heavy, although he had long-distance running experience, he couldn't stand the lack of exercise quality of this body, and the speed of escape gradually slowed down.

He ran quickly through the crowd, his arm was faintly painful, and he realized that his arm had been slashed at some point, and it was estimated that he had been hit when he was pulling the ghost strong.

It's just that in the case of extreme stress, the sharp secretion of adrenaline can make people add a BUFF in a short time, and sometimes they don't know if they are injured.

Behind.

The three of them chased quickly, and as they ran, the blood-stained short knife hidden under their coats was faintly exposed, causing the surrounding passers-by to look sideways and hurriedly avoid it.

Wu Zhihui was obviously physically exhausted, and seeing that there were fewer and fewer people at the end of Lijing Road, he raised his feet and stepped on the steps, rushed into the hotel next to him, looked around, walked through the hall and followed the fire escape upward.

"Chase!"

The three people who followed tightened the blades in their coats and followed Wu Zhihui's route in hot pursuit.

After Wu Zhihui rushed into the fire escape, he went up several floors of stairs in a row, pushed open the door and came out to look at the quiet corridor, and casually pushed open a new door and got in.

On the sign at the door, the words "bridal room" in traditional Chinese are written.

Wu Zhihui rushed into the room, hid behind the cabinet with the light of a few atmosphere lights, and sat on the carpet, his face flushed and gasping for breath.

The heart was like being hit with a hammer, and the heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out.

"Pounce on you, mother."

Wu Zhihui adjusted his breathing: "I think I am a well-known killer of the generation of RT-Mart, but I didn't expect it to fall to such a point today, and I was chased and beheaded by a few little bites." ”

Wu Zhihui felt the burning pain in his arm, tore his clothes and simply circled the wound, his mind was quick, and he reviewed what had just happened.

The most important thing is to have a brain, and you don't know how to die without using your brain.

Tonight's events are too evil, how could someone just happen to intercept here, and the van that suddenly rushed out was obviously prepared.

At first, Wu Zhihui thought they were seeking money, but after getting the money, these people did not stop.

Seeking revenge?

Are these people here to seek revenge on ghosts?

However, after the ghost was on the street, these knifemen did not let go of themselves, and they were still in hot pursuit, looking at this posture, they would not stop if they didn't fight the street.

In my memory, there was no enemy who had a life in my predecessor?!

Wu Zhihui frowned, thinking quickly in his mind, he didn't find any problems when he replied to this matter a few times, his predecessor was low-key and sleek, and he had no enemies.

Suddenly.

He remembered, rotten gamble.

There is a reason and motive for the bad gambler to hit the street, and he offended him.

Before the predecessor Wu Zhihui came, Rotten Gambler Hua went to send money with Ghost Qiang, and he knew the number of ways to send money, and this group of people waited for an ambush in the middle of the road to verify this very well.

It's just that.

That's a little too fast, isn't it?

I just stepped on him tonight, and the bad gambler immediately arranged for someone to do it? If the bad gambler wants this kind of efficiency and connections, then he will not be a parking boy on the street by now.

"Whew..."

Wu Zhihui exhaled, his brows furrowed even deeper.

Then.

"Crunch."

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Wu Zhihui "groaned" in his heart, shrank back, and obediently pinched the chopsticks on the edge of the cabinet, and his arm muscles tightened.

"Mrs. Ren, please come inside."

The door was closed.

A tall and tall beautiful young woman with a ripe temperament all over her body walked in, stood in front of the full-body floor-to-ceiling mirror, patted the water-soaked clothes on her body, and reached out to unbutton it.

The light gray knitted dress slid down silky smooth on the smooth skin, and the skin was fair under the pink undershirt stained with wine, revealing the bumpy figure.

The young woman leaned sideways, admired her slender figure in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, reached behind her back to untie her undershirt, and picked up the hair dryer.

Wu Zhihui, who has always been civilized and polite, hid behind the cabinet, looking at the beautiful young woman in front of him and staring at her, but it was disrespectful to her if he blinked.

A few minutes later.

The beautiful young woman changed her clothes and opened the door and went out, Wu Zhihui exhaled, and re-reflected the picture just now in his mind: "Well, on the whole, it is remarkable, but the lights in the room are not bright enough, and the details are not careful enough, which is a little regrettable." ”

After waiting for more than ten minutes again, Wu Zhihui opened the door and looked at the quiet corridor outside, estimating that the chasing knife man should not be there, and walked out quickly.

Now.

I definitely can't go back, so I ran away overnight.

Tonight is the first time Wu Zhihui has done things with Ah Qiang, and there is a problem with the money, and the bag of banknotes lost must be 40,000 yuan, and 40,000 yuan is not a small amount.

The group of people all hit the street and they were fine, if the big guy didn't suspect that he would be ghosted, when he encountered such a thing, the yellow mud falling out of the crotch of his pants was not but, so he didn't have to think about it.

Wu Zhihui can't analyze the reason why he came, but he won't stupidly go back to prove his innocence, go to your undercover mission, and just run.

He patted the big gold chain in his pocket that came down from Ghost Qiang's neck, and it wasn't like he didn't gain anything at all, but he also helped Ghost Qiang inherit the inheritance.

Just a few steps out of the house.

Around the corner.

Head-on.

The door of a private room opened, and the middle-aged man hurriedly walked out, bumping into Wu Zhihui, he subconsciously stopped, and turned around to leave.

The middle-aged man had already seen him: "Hui Zai?!" ”

This person is none other than their big guy, the big guy.

Wu Zhihui and Ghost Qiang attended the birthday banquet of the big guy, and Ghost Qiang praised Wu Zhihui in front of the big guy, and he remembered that such a No. 1 horse boy under Ghost Qiang had a familiar face.

"Shovel!"

Wu Zhihui secretly cursed in his heart, but his face showed an expression like a savior, grabbed his hand hard, and shouted in a choked voice:

"Brother Fa!"

"Hmm."

The big guy responded calmly, with a look, and the two henchmen who came out behind him immediately stepped forward, left and right men.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why are you here?!" ”

"Brother Fa, something is wrong."

Wu Zhihui noticed that the big guy was in a hurry just now, and then looked at the two people around him who were standing obviously on the left and right and surrounding him, and he already knew about it.

His tone quickened, and he panicked: "Brother Fa, something happened, and the money at night was robbed by someone on the way." ”

He spoke faster, and hurriedly described what happened tonight: "Seeing that there are many of them, I fought hard with Brother Qiang to open a bloody road, I ran all the way to hide here, and I was about to leave to report when I met you." ”

"Let's go, let's take someone to find Brother Qiang now."

"Hmm..."

The big guy frowned and nodded slightly, looked up and down at his clothes stained with blood, looked embarrassed, and his forehead was still sweating Wu Zhihui: "I already know about this matter, go back first, the messenger has already appeared at the scene." ”

Ma Zai, who was standing on Wu Zhihui's left and right, looked at him with unkind eyes, and his hands were already on his waist.

"Let's go."

Wu Zhihui nodded when he saw this, and kept up with the pace of the big guy.

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