Wang Lang's ears moved, and he heard a slight movement in the room. He walked to the door against the wall. The movement inside suddenly calmed down.

It seems that the people inside are also listening to the movements outside.

Wang Lang took out his cell phone and looked at it with a camera. He found that there was indeed someone inside, squatting at the door of the bedroom and wondering what he was doing.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and the man seemed to feel that no one outside continued to turn around and search for things in the house.

Wang Lang gently opened the door and walked in.

Suddenly, he pushed open the door and the person inside rushed out the moment he opened the door, holding an electric baton in his hand, pressing against Wang Lang's belly.

Wang Lang retreated, looked down at the man, and the man also looked at Wang Lang.

He has a sharp-mouthed cheek, a stingy cheek, a mouse eye, and a small beard under his lower lip that is even more vulgar. He is not tall and is quite strong below Wang Lang's neck. He is carrying a small military green shoulder bag around his waist, and there is a red five-pointed star on it. There is a hand under the five-pointed star. There are many small things in the bag, all of which are used to pry doors and windows.

It turned out to be a thief.

Wang Lang looked down at the thief, and the thief looked up at Wang Lang.

After a while, Wang Lang did not react at all. The thief looked down at the electric baton that was still crackling, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brother, isn't it irritating?" asked the thief.

Wang Lang touched his stomach, "It's a little bit."

"Brother, I'll steal something and make a living." The thief swallowed.

Wang Lang nodded, "I can see it."

"Brother, this is my first day at work." The thief said again.

Wang Lang glanced at the room and said, "What are you here to steal?"

The thief swallowed again, "Brother, everyone says that the thief will not leave, but after coming to your house, really, brother, you broke the rules set by our ancestors."

Wang Lang lowered his head, "Can you turn off the electricity first? I want to vomit when I'm slamming like this."

The thief hesitated for a moment and took off the electric baton.

He stared at Wang Lang vigilantly, "Brother, can I leave?"

"Are you hungry?" Wang Lang asked.

The thief shook his head and said honestly, "You have a lot of snacks in your refrigerator, I'm full."

Wang Lang opened the refrigerator and got a can of beer, "Do you drink it?"

"No need, I'm a little bit over me." The thief stood obediently on both sides of his body.

Wang Lang sat on the sofa, raised his legs and looked at the thief, "Where is the ghost hand man?"

As soon as these words were said, I saw the thief froze all over and his little eyes turned, "Brother, I don't know what you said about the traitor's hand and the pig's claws."

"You are the newly accepted disciple of the ghost hand, right?" Wang Lang lit a cigarette.

The thief Yu Guang swept the door and thought about how to escape.

"I won't arrest you, nor call the police. I will just chat with you for a while." Wang Lang smiled, "But you have to tell the truth."

He looked at Wang Lang with a thief, and said, "What I told you is the truth."

"Are you a thief?"

"Yes." The thief said.

"Then take off your pants and I'll take a look." Wang Lang grinned, his smile filled with a slutty feeling.

The thief froze all over, "What are you doing if you take off your pants? Brother, there is no such thing in our industry, it involves cross-professionalism."

"Everyone says that the chicken looks good and the chicken is big, so I'll verify it." Wang Lang smiled softly.

The thief who looked vulgar and scratched his head embarrassedly, "Brother, you really know how to praise people. I am a thief, but I am not very big. It's only enough to look at it, but it's not good."

Wang Lang smoked a sip of cigarettes, "Ghost Hand and Cao Qiufeng came together to Linghe City?"

The thief was stunned for a moment, "Brother, I really don't understand what you said."

Wang Lang stared at the thief and found that this person really didn't know Cao Qiufeng.

"What's the name?" Wang Lang asked.

"Everyone calls me Xiaoliu."

After extinguishing the cigarette butts, Wang Lang took a sip of beer, "At 8:20, go back and tell the ghost hand, I will see him at nine o'clock. If he doesn't come here, I will leave him nowhere to live."

Xiao Liu thief rolled his eyes smoothly, "Brother, I really don't know who the ghost hand you are talking about."

Wang Lang smiled, "You can just take charge of bringing a message. If you don't leave, I will call the police."

Xiao Liu bowed to Wang Lang, ran to the door and folded it back, "Brother, I'm a little thirsty. Can you drink it with a bottle of drink?"

Wang Lang laughed out loud. Is the thief now also taking the comedian route?

Nodded, the thief opened the refrigerator and took a can of drinks to Wang Lang and left.

Wang Lang lit another cigarette, and his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and found that it was a message sent by Li Shitong.

"Have you arrived home?" Li Shitong asked.

Wang Lang immediately replied, "I'm home."

"Why don't you report your safety to me when you get home?" Li Shitong sent a message, followed by a cute little expression, a little man holding his arms and humming.

"A thief came to my house and I talked a few times." Wang Lang replied.

Li Shitong expressed her questioning expression, "Is there anything lost?"

"After coming to my house, the thief broke the rule that their ancestors set for not leaving the thief."

"Hahaha"

Li Shitong gave another cute laughing expression.

"Then what have you talked to him?" Li Shitong asked curiously.

"Ask him if he is hungry, whether he is drinking, where is his master?" Wang Lang said.

"Hahaha"

Li Shitong gave another laughing expression.

"What about him now? Have you called the police?" Li Shitong asked.

"I left. Before leaving, I said he was thirsty and took a can of drink before leaving." Wang Lang gave a smiley expression covering his face.

Li Shitong made several laughing expressions in a row.

"The people and things you meet are so interesting." Li Shitong sent a message.

"But one of the interesting souls is one in a million, and you are that one." Wang Lang replied to the message.

Li Shitong was silent for a moment.

"Tell me honestly! How many women have you deceived?" Li Shitong said with an angry expression.

Wang Lang laughed in silence, "I only say love words to my lover."

Li Shitong let out another angry expression, "Good mouth, hum!"

Wang Lang showed a grievance expression.

"By the way, tomorrow is the weekend. We agreed to go to the movie together last time, don't forget." Li Shitong reminded.

"Don't worry, you will never forget." Wang Lang promised.

"What time do you go to bed every night?" Li Shitong asked Wang Lang differently.

"District the situation." Wang Lang replied.

"What's the meaning?"

"If you have something to do, you will finish your work and go to bed. If you have nothing to do, you will go to bed a little later and you won't go to bed too early."

"Why don't you go to bed early? You're good to go to bed early and get up early."

"The "Huangdi Neijing" says that in the third month of summer, this is called the beauty of the world, the energy of heaven and earth is intertwined, and all things are full of beauty. Lying at night and getting up early, never get tired of the sun, making the ambition without anger, making the beauty of the heroes become beautiful, and making the breath clear. If you love outside, this is the response to the summer qi and the way to nourish the growth. If you go against it, you will be sad. In autumn, you will be malaria, and there are few people who receive it, and you will be seriously ill in the winter solstice."

Li Shitong gave a little admiration.

Wang Lang was about to pretend to be a pussy when a sudden voice came from his face, "Are you looking for me?"
Chapter completed!