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947 Detour

In the corridor, three people were horn-shaped and struggled to swing the young man with yellow hair on his head down.

The pieces in your hand were chopped and chopped one after another.

But the yellow-haired guy was not afraid. He had two arms blocked his head and struggled to get up. But after all, he was weak, so how could he be able to withstand three hungry tigers? The gooseberry flew in his cotton jacket, and it felt like a big goose that was only being plucked. It was so funny.

"The guy on the third floor has been dealt with!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Shun in the monitoring room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, took out his cell phone and sent a voice.

Before he could finish his voice, he saw the yellow-haired boy suddenly emerge from the gap between Lao Lu and Liu Zihua. Not only that, he also knocked Liu Zihua down with a sweeping leg, then turned around and ran wildly towards the entrance of the building.

"Damn it, it's a turnaround!"

Wang Shun was stunned for a few seconds and hurriedly took out his cell phone to tell Wu Bei and the others.

"It's normal to turn the tables, and counterattacks are not a miracle. Come on, raise your hands high, don't force me to move thickly!"

The screen was still lit up, and a slightly sharp male voice appeared behind his head.

Wang Shun subconsciously went back to his head and saw that it was the young man who was messing around at the auction.

Now everyone is looking for him in the hotel, but he didn't expect that the dog-dog-dog-dog actually went around the surveillance room. The key is how he avoided the surveillance along the way? You must know that the entire hotel corridor and elevators have high-definition cameras.

At this moment, the young man's head was buckled with a black baseball cap, and the brim almost covered his upper half of his face, making his cheekbones look taller and his cheeks look sharp and thin.

"Haha, you're pretty good at playing."

Wang Shun wrinkled his nose and acted like to stand up.

"Don't move while sitting. My profession is a thief, not a bandit. When I can't do anything, I always like to communicate with my mouth."

The young man slapped Wang Shun on the shoulder and head.

This guy looked extremely thin, but his hands were really strong. He pressed his palms like chicken claws on Wang Shun's shoulders and head, and felt as heavy as a hill.

"Go to Damn!"

Wang Shun pulled out a dagger from behind his waist with his other hand and poked it straight into the other party's eyes.

As soon as his arm was stretched out, he felt his body fall down uncontrollably, and the other party patted his palm on his shoulder to increase the intensity.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, Wang Shun's shoulder head was pinched and misplaced by the other party. He screamed in pain.

"I told you that I am a thief or not, why do I always force me to move?"

Taking advantage of Wang Shun's refusal, the young man took the opportunity to seize his dagger.

"rub!"

The dagger was swung lightly by him and poked onto the table, and the blade trembled.

"What do you want to do!"

Knowing that he was not his opponent, Wang Shun covered his shoulders with one hand and pointed his other hand at the other.

"Watching movies and listening to your live broadcast, we are all clean, okay?"

The young man's fingers monitored the screen, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, grabbed a cigarette box on the table and lit it, and then sat in the empty seat next to him.

In the camera, Lao Lu, Liu Zihua and Wang Liangliang happened to chase the yellow-haired guy and ran to the stairs of the progressive ladder, completely missing.

The other surveillance screens correspond to the hotel's main entrance, back door, auction hall and corridors on several floors.

Apart from the hall, Hong En, Zhang Xiaohua and Sun Ze were counting the auction items, the most lively one was the back door.

Xu Gaopeng stood in front of an old man riding a three-wheeled electric wheel, and the two were arguing about something.

After a while, Wu Bei slowly appeared in the camera.

"He is your boss?"

The young man poked his ring finger upwards a few times and asked a question.

This guy's ring finger is very long, and it feels like a thin bamboo pole, and it is much whiter than the other fingers, making it look particularly out of place.

Wang Shun didn't answer, and snorted coldly.

"Look at you, can't we communicate in a friendly manner? You can only be honest if I have to do some work with you?"

The young man pinched Wang Shun's neck, pressed him roughly on the table, and rubbed him back and forth for a few times.

"Milk Male Gobi, I have the ability to kill me!"

Wang Shun cursed, although he was usually honest and taciturn, he was definitely the most frustrated among the brothers of Hu Xiao, otherwise he would not have been jailed at the beginning, but he would have been ruthless in the beginning to kill Luo Xue.

"It's quite stubborn."

After glanced at Wang Shun who was cursing, the young man let go of him for no reason, took two steps back and shook his head and said, "Forget it, if you don't like to talk, let's stay silent. Don't always scold me. I can't hold back my temper. I will be anxious later and I will easily throw him off the window."

"You are paralyzed."

As soon as he regained his freedom, Wang Shun rushed towards the other party without hesitation, completely ignoring his dislocated shoulders.

"Forget it, you can be quiet for a while."

The young man nimblely avoided and punched Wang Shun's temple with an extremely accurate punch.

Wang Shun's eyes turned dark and he fainted on the ground in an instant.

"You said you guys are the same, they are making a bunch of fakes to deceive the gods and ghosts. I want to pay too much attention to some benefits, because if you want something, they are harder than cutting their flesh. They shouldn't be stingy in such a big stall."
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