Tang Luo observed again and found that there was no back door behind the building, so he could only enter through the window.

He didn't think much about it, and climbed up along the external drain pipe, as light as a swallow.

Tang Luo climbed directly outside the window on the third floor, and a dragon pattern dagger flashed out in his hand, opening a window.

He flashed into the room he was like a ghost, and the room he was in was like a warehouse.

Tang Luo looked outside again, but fortunately, there were no people in the corridor.

He tiptoed out of the warehouse, and soon he discovered the situation.

But it was not a dangerous situation, but a live broadcast.

In the room opposite him, a Mediterranean man was lingering with a young and beautiful woman.

"Why did I catch up with the good things... Look at this, I should be a foreign guest, right? I'm so good at playing."

Tang Luo muttered.

If it was normal, he would have to stay for a while, but today's situation does not allow it.

Tang Luo no longer thought about it. He quickly observed the entire third floor and did not find the target.

He came to the stairs, avoided two men in suits who were going downstairs, and walked up.

At this time, the target appeared.

In the second room, behind the huge desk, Viagra was holding a cigar in his hand and was looking at something.

There were two people standing in the room.

He recognized one of them as Babo, and the other middle-aged man he didn't know.

"Is it the eighth-grade storm?"

Tang Luo frowned slightly.

But that man was a little ugly, and he didn't look like a savior on his face and body.

Did the two eighth-grade slashers really go to the town?

Tang Luo's thought flashed through his mind, but he was still not sure.

He did not rush to take action, but hid in the room opposite Weichai's office, trying to understand the situation in front of him as much as possible.

Just then, Babo's cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone and frowned while listening.

"Prince Weichai, no target was found there, the yard was empty."

Babo hung up the phone and looked at Weichai.

“Empty?”

Wei Chai stopped the movements in his hand and raised his head.

"What's going on? Is it noticed by Basong?"

"I think there might be something wrong with Paro."

Babo guessed.

"Um……"

Wei Cai squinted his eyes and nodded.

"Prince Weichai, I'm worried that Basong and the others will find out you are here and take action..."

Babo frowned and said.

"It's possible that Basong is determined to let me come out of the palace and want to kill me, haha."

Wei Chai sneered.

Tang Luo, who knew how to speak, could see clearly the conversation between the two.

Tang Luo frowned and didn't want to wait any longer.

Then he gave the order, and Basong and the others divided into two groups and immediately started the action.

Soon, gunshots came from a distance.

Tang Luo took out a short gun with a muffler from the domino and continued to observe the room opposite.

When Babo heard the gunshots, he was stunned at first and looked at Weichai.

"Prince Weichai..."

Babo shouted, "Just just finished speaking, Basong came?"

"Haha, I didn't find him. He really dared to come here by himself. It's a good thing."

Wei Chai showed a smile, not nervous at all.

At this time, a tall soldier in military uniform hurried upstairs, knocked on the office door, and entered.

"Prince Weichai, someone wants to break in."

The soldiers saluted and reported.

"I know who it is, just destroy it."

Wei Cai took out a cigar and lit it.

"clear!"

The soldier saluted and said nothing more, turning around and going out.

"Prince Weichai, I'd better go and prepare."

Babo reminded him.

He also knew the strength of Basong and others, and I have to say that he was still very strong.

Otherwise, facing their sect, it would not be possible that they would live until now.

"Don't worry, protect the foreign guests. There are so many soldiers outside, so I don't believe that Basong can come to me."

Weichai sucked a cigar and said.

"That……"

Babo wanted to say something, but he felt that he might be a little too careful.

No matter how strong Basong and the others are, their numbers and weapons are definitely not as good as those of the royal guards.

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved.

"Babo, go and comfort the foreign guests, I'll be there right away."

Basong ordered.

"yes."

Babo nodded and retreated from the office.

The middle-aged man next to him was just listening and not talking.

Tang Luo frowned. It seemed that he could only know whether he was an eighth-grade sacrificer.

Just as he wanted to take action, Weichai looked at the middle-aged man.

"Nuka, go, remember that your goal is only Basong."

Wei Chai said slowly.

"Prince Weichai, my duty is to protect you."

Nuka replied.

"What's the insecurity in me? Go, there's no need for others to live. As for Basong, leave him a breath first..."

Wei Chai said coldly.

"knew."

Nuka nodded, turned around and came out of the office, and went downstairs.

"God helps me!"

When Tang Luo saw the middle-aged man leaving, he was delighted, opened the door gently, and came to the office door.

At this time, Wei Chai also stood up from behind the desk and slowly came to the window.

He put his hand in his pocket, smoked a cigar, and looked into the distance.

"Ba Song, you are looking for death."

Weichai muttered to himself.

"Is that so? I'm going to die tonight, maybe it's not Basong."

Suddenly, a cold voice rang in the office.
To be continued...