After sitting in the car and making a call, Boss You looked up and urged the driver: "Let's go, go back to the city."

"Well!"

After speaking, the car drove out of the factory along the back door, but after driving less than a hundred meters along the dirt road, two jeeps drove over and shook the headlights at Boss You's car.

...

Third floor guest room.

Chen Tianze suddenly sat up from the bed, held the phone and asked, "Who are you? What is a condom and what does it mean?"

"Go away..."

After the man on the phone shouted, before he could finish the second half of the sentence, a sound of a collision with the door came from the receiver, and the phone hung up immediately.

"grass!"

Chen Tianze immediately called back with his cell phone, but the busy voice that had been connected in the receiver only lasted for a long time, but no one answered the call.

"What's wrong?" Fang Mulan frowned and asked.

"Someone called me and said it was a condom and told me to leave quickly." Chen Tianze replied suspiciously with the phone.

"Is anyone who drinks too much and is having a prank with you?" Fang Mulan frowned and replied.

"What's wrong." Chen Tianze is cautious by nature. After sitting on the bed and was silent for less than two seconds, he jumped up, reached out and grabbed his coat and said, "Go and call Xiaoji first, he didn't drink."

"brush!"

As soon as he finished speaking, shadows shone on the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the house were shining. Chen Tianze was stunned and walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain with his hand, looked down, and saw two cars parked at the door of the backyard, and seven or eight black shadows got out of the car.

"It's over!" Chen Tianze woke up halfway through the alcohol. After his brain was running at a rapid speed, he directly called Xiaoji's cell phone.

About two seconds later.

"Hello?"

"Have you slept with your clothes off?" Chen Tianze asked immediately.

"No, I just entered the house and wanted to lie down."

"Go and call Erpang and Cao Meng immediately, hurry up!" Chen Tianze lowered his voice and urged: "Things are wrong. Someone wants to mess with us, don't hang up the phone."

"Okay, I understand." Xiaoji also sat up from the bed with a thunderous sound, ran to the house next to him without even wearing his shoes.

"Can you call Lao Huang?" Fang Mulan's psychological qualities beyond other ordinary women were reflected at this time. She was not too panicked, but instead put on her coat as soon as possible.

"No, it may be that he and others made a condom." Chen Tianze grabbed Fang Mulan's little hand without hesitation, pulled her out the door.

Seven or eight seconds later, Erpang and Cao Meng were pulled out of the room by Xiaoji, who were full of red eyes.

"What's going on?" Erpang asked, shook his head.

"...Damn it, I'm going to make a plan." Chen Tianze's forehead was sweating at this moment, and he responded in a very low voice: "Seven or eight people downstairs have guns in their hands, let's go downstairs quickly."

Erpang and Cao Meng were originally drinking heavily and were dizzy, but at this moment, they heard Chen Tianze's words, their brains became much clearer, and they turned around and ran towards the stairs.

"Tread!"

As everyone was about to walk downstairs, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the stairwell.

"Fuck!" Chen Tianze gritted his teeth and cursed, turned around with a pale face and asked, "Does there be anything in his pocket?"

"Who the fucked thing about Lao Huang's accident? " Erpang responded urgently: "I have a bunch of key chains in my pocket and a nail clipper."

"Go back, turn off the corridor lights, hurry up, don't make a sound." Chen Tianze immediately gasped and replied.

...

An hour ago, on the side of a street in Hohhot T, Fu Zhisong looked at the small hotel opposite the store, and after thinking about it, he walked over with a knife in his arms.

After entering the main entrance of the hotel, the proprietress in the bar stood up and asked, "Would you stay in the hotel, or do you want to shoot a gun?"

Fu Zhisong glanced at the other person with a squint eyes, walked straight into the corridor, and frowned and replied, "Look for someone, friends to live in it."

After saying that, the boss's wife did not ask any more, just sat in the bar and continued to watch TV. Fu Zhisong walked through two corridors, counted the door on the left, and arrived at the door of No. 1107.

After taking a look at each other, Fu Zhisong licked his lips, he took out the pointed watermelon and knife he had just bought from his arms, and then reached out to knock on the door of the guest room at No. 1107.

"Who?" After hearing the knock on the door, the person in the house opened his mouth and said something.

"Dongdong!"

Fu Zhisong didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and knocked on the door again.

"Fuck, who?"

The people in the house responded again and then walked towards the door. When Fu Zhisong heard footsteps coming from the house, he stepped into the water room diagonally opposite.

"Cruff!"

A few seconds later, the door of No. 1107 opened, and a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek walked out, turned his head and glanced around, and immediately frowned and cursed: "Who? I'm so full, I'm knocking on the door to play with it if I have nothing to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhisong walked out of the water room, put one hand behind him, lowered his head and walked towards the end of the corridor.

"Are you knocking on the door?" the middle-aged man asked Fu Zhisong.

"No." Fu Zhisong lowered his head and replied, then continued to move forward.

The middle-aged man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked at Fu Zhisong with a squint eyes, then turned around and wanted to go back to the house.

"brush!"

At this moment, Fu Zhisong took advantage of the middle-aged man's turn and frowned and glanced in. He saw that there was only one middle-aged man in the house less than 20 square meters.

"Cruff!"

Middle-aged people will close the house when they enter.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhisong suddenly turned around, covered the middle-aged man's mouth from behind with his left hand, and held the watermelon in his right hand. He stabbed his knife on his waist and shouted, "Don't move, don't move, and stab you to death!"

The middle-aged man was stiff, and Fu Zhisong arched from behind and walked into the house, who directly hooked his feet onto the door.

"Woooooo!"

After entering the house, middle-aged man began to struggle. Fu Zhisong was not used to it and stabbed him in the thigh: "Can you be honest?"

"…!" After a while of silence, middle-aged man nodded.

Fu Zhisong did not relax his vigilance at this moment, but instead observed the situation in the house with sweat on his forehead, and finally turned his eyes to the bed because there were several pairs of handcuffs, tape, nylon rope and other items there.

...

About ten minutes later, all the lights in Room 1107 were turned off, and the room was pitch black and there was no sight of five fingers.

"Tread!"

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, while Fu Zhisong hid at the door and held his breath.

After more than ten seconds, the footsteps stopped at the door, and someone took the key and opened the door.

"brush!"

Fu Zhisong took out the watermelon and knife, staring at the door with his eyes.

"Fuck, where did you go?!" After a figure entered the house, he saw that the lights were all turned off, and he immediately cursed in confusion.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhisong kicked the door panel lightly with his foot.

"Cruff!"

The wooden door closed.

"who?!"

The figure suddenly had a sweat pore, and the midnight snack in his left hand was instantly thrown to the ground, and his right hand went straight to the back of his waist.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhisong stepped forward and said to the figure face to face: "Do you still remember me... the woods next to the gambling game... you killed me..."

"Fuck your mother, who is that?!!! Who?" When the figure heard this, he immediately took three steps back in fear.
Chapter completed!