The red-faced man stepped into the room and saw that the room was dark and alone.
"Whoo!"
Shortness of breath sounded, ditty wiped his face and sweat. He picked up the words for the first time and pressed the mute button. At the same time, his right hand was holding a dagger and continued to look across the hall from Room 36.
a storied building
A burst of footsteps came and the younger brother shouted, "What are you doing? Who is kicking the door?"
"mom"
Red-faced Han frowned and scolded 1. He turned and walked out of the box and quickly moved against the wall. He didn’t go far and hit the younger brother head on.
"Who kicked the door?" The younger brother asked 1
"Is there anyone in Box 37?" The red face raised her hand and pushed the gun against the younger brother’s head. She was so experienced that she asked one after another, "Did the people in Box 37 return his box?"
I was stuck.
"Speak or I’ll kill you." The red-faced man is fierce.
"I … I didn’t pay attention. It wasn’t my class just now." The younger brother looked flustered.
Red-faced Han frowned and glanced at the younger brother. When he saw his waist pinned to the walkie-talkie, he immediately ordered, "Ask quickly with the walkie-talkie."
"Hey!"
At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling outside.
Red-faced Han Wen turned around and asked very quickly, "Is there a window in the box?"
I dare not provoke a gun, but I can immediately answer, "Even rooms have windows."
Red-faced Han turned around and ran back three steps and two steps to the door of room 36, raised his feet and slammed three times in succession.
"Bang!"
The door light is on, and the smell of smoke is pungent. The window opposite is already open and cold wind is blowing into the room.
After a short pause, wait for a while rushed to the window and bowed his head to sweep his eyes, only to see that Xiaoqu had limped across the road and entered the alley across the street.
"Mom didn’t get 1,500." The red-faced man denounced the old number as he bowed his head and took out his words.
……
After about three minutes.
Tune flustered ran out of the alley pocket words rang.
"hello?"
After thinking about it for a long time, the song was connected. "Third brother, your hands are a little dark!"
"Xiaoqu, have you misunderstood?"
"Is it a misunderstanding? Why don’t I feel like it? I smell the gunpowder in the gun … "Xiaoqu replied with a smile." If I hadn’t followed the old horses for several years and seen something in the Jianghu, I might have been cold tonight. "
"I asked that person to pick you up."
"Third brother, I’m just a nobody. Please give me a ponytail. I don’t want it." Xiaoqu whispered, "I won’t go back to Songjiang if you don’t give me a hard time."
"Tune you listen to me …"
"Also say what three elder brother? ! Your friend scared me. "Xiaoqu hung up the phone with a gloomy face and quickly disappeared into the night.