Bamboo horse is straight A, what should I do?

As soon as the second prince finished speaking, Heipi Beta walked to the intersection and stood behind him, looking in the direction of Rong Mian vigilantly.

Seeing the second prince approaching, Rong Mian put down the fan in his hand to cover the notch.

"Where is the rabbit?"

The second prince pointed there: "Didn't you pick up this fan because you like rabbits?"

Rong Mian turned her head to look at the fan, there happened to be a gray rabbit with a hideous face printed on the round fan, if you didn't look carefully, you might think it was some mutant beast.

The second prince glanced silently: "Your preferences are also very special."

Rong Mian: "..."

Fearing Heipi Beta's suspicion, Rong Mian bought the round fan and handed it to Song Yang.

"An exotic gift for you."

Song Yang glanced at it, he was so ugly that he wanted to vomit.

But because the rabbit was given by the rabbit, he still reluctantly accepted it.

"This kid is not simple."

Song Yang walked behind the team fanning his fan, his voice very soft.

Rong Mian's eyes fell on the second prince in front.

This child is very young, but his way of thinking is different from that of ordinary children, and he may have already noticed it.

After walking two streets and finding no more clues, some went to the local police department.

The garrison on duty was slumped in a chair and playing games. He didn't react when he saw the black leather beta coming in. He just called a person's name and pointed inside.

"Go down the hall and enter the second office on the left."

Some team members in the investigation team couldn't help making complaints in a low voice.

"Is this the manner a soldier should have?"

The deputy team leader immediately glared at him and motioned him not to talk nonsense.

Heipi Beta's men went to that office and brought a man out. Looking at his clothes, Rong Mian thought it might be the chief of the Police Department, but the buttons on his coat were wrongly buttoned, and he looked flustered. He didn't know that he was in the office just now. Are you playing games too?

A group of people arrived at a conference room. The director opened the terminal on the table, and the virtual screen that descended was an interrogation room.

Heipi Beta motioned for everyone to sit down.

"These are the people who were there at the time of the explosion."

The hour-long interrogation video record, but after watching it, there was nothing to gain. Everyone said that they only heard an explosion and knew that the garrison would be back soon, so they packed up and left.

Team leader: "I want to meet the first batch of garrison troops who arrived at the scene at that time."

Heipi Beta signaled to the director, who nodded to let them rush over.

Knowing that her father was fine, Rong Mian was not interested in these questions.

If his father is not in T710, he must have gone to the Bique family. He is very sure of this.

But Danse was very strict with them. Even if they could slip away, there were only a few people in the investigation team, and the sudden loss of two would certainly arouse suspicion.

Do you want to run away like your father?

After thinking of many options, Rong Mian glanced at the second prince who was sitting quietly reading a book out of the corner of his eye, and finally decided that running away to death was the most appropriate.

Seeing Rong Mian looking at the door from time to time, the team leader showed anxiety, and asked tentatively, "Are you not feeling well?"

Rong Mian hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Just now I saw a stall selling blessing sachets. I wanted to buy one for my grandma who was seriously ill. I thought it was too expensive and I was not willing to buy it. I don't know if the stall has been closed."

As soon as he heard about grandma, the team leader understood.

Rong Mian's grandfather is Professor Ji Ming, who has been single for decades and has no relationship at all.

Team leader: "Then go buy it and be careful."

Rong Mian was overjoyed, and nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, team leader!"

As soon as he got up, he was pulled back by Song Yang.

"Are you rich?"

Rong Mian: "Do you have any more?"

The two looked at the team leader silently.

Team leader: "..."

He finally understood that this trip was to spread money.

I don't know if it will be reimbursed when I go back.

When the two walked out, seeing Heipi Beta staring at the door, the team leader shook his head and sighed softly: "It's still too young to tell the priority."

The deputy team leader continued: "They all come here like this, just practice for a few years."

Back at the market, Rong Mian and Song Yang looked at the streets on the left and right.

Song Yang pointed to the right: "There."

Rong Mian looked over.

100 meters away, a group of Abe people gathered at an intersection. They looked fierce and seemed to be asking the stalls here for protection money along the road.

To see such a thing in this day and age.

Rong Mian: "How do you know?"

Song Yang snorted: "What do you think that I can't guess?"

Without waiting for Rong Mian to refute, he answered again: "It seems that there are indeed."

Rong Mian chuckled, noticing that someone was following behind him, he locked on to a stall selling sachets nearby, and strolled slowly with Song Yang.

The stall owners on both sides were trembling, looking at the group of people from time to time, but they dared not leave for fear of being retaliated against.

Seeing that the fat sheep Rongmian came back, he started to sell it like crazy.

If the sheep is slaughtered, then there will be money to pay the protection fee.

Rong Mian squatted down in front of the stall, picked up a drop-shaped sachet, and asked in Dansi, "How do you sell this?"

The stall owners compared each other.

"one thousand."

Rong Mian paid attention to the movements of the group of people, and deliberately amplified her voice: "Is this some kind of expensive medicinal material? Why is it so expensive?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

"Of course, put 99 kinds of the best medicinal materials, hanging on the bed can prolong life!"

"Only 99 kinds?"

Song Yang was very disgusted, so he grabbed it and threw it back, "It's too low-grade, let's go to other stalls to see."

Seeing that they were about to leave, the stall owner immediately picked up a sachet from his feet and handed it over.

"There are 190 nine types in this one! I promise you will never find a better sachet than this!"

The sachet was still caught in the stall owner's toe just now.

Rong Mian pulled Song Yang up to avoid the smelly smell: "This sounds good, how much is it?"

Seeing that group of people approaching from the corner of the eye, the stall owner was so vicious that he stretched out his hand to make a two-for-one gesture.

"The discounted price is [-] yuan. If you buy two, you can get a [-] yuan discount!"

Rong Mian looked at Song Yang with surprise on his face: "It's a good deal to buy two, this is the one you want?"

Song Yang looked at the sachet and frowned.

The stall owner was afraid that they would think it was too expensive, and when he was about to drop it a bit more, he heard Song Yang say calmly: "The price is indeed not expensive for this quality, but it is not enough to hang your grandma's bedside, don't talk about it." Do you want one or two hundred?"

The stall owner is stupid.

One, one or two hundred? !

The other stall owners dropped their jaws in shock.

It turned out to be such a big deal? !How much does it cost!

Over there, a group of rent-collecting Abe gangsters heard the movement, exchanged glances with the rent-collecting brothers at the other end, and walked towards Rongmian together.

Thinking that the pie fell from the sky, the stall owner swallowed his saliva and asked stammeringly, "You, how many do you want?"

Song Yang: "How many do you have here?"

The stall owner took out the sack that was sitting under his buttocks, and poured out all the things.

"About a hundred."

Song Yang was distressed: "It's not enough, just to be on the safe side, I have to ask for two hundred."

The stall owner's mind exploded with a bang.

When I heard this sentence, I had already thought about how to spend the money.

"I still have it at home! Go back and get it now!"

Rong Mian: "But we have urgent matters now, so we don't have time to wait."

Upon hearing this, the onlookers immediately rushed over with their sachets.

"I have a hundred of them! Better than his!"

"I have two hundred here, and one is only one thousand and nineteen!"

"I only want eighteen thousand!"

Song Yang's head hurt from the noise, and he motioned for them to go away.

"The expensive one is the best, and we want his."

Stallholders: "..."

The donor is even more stupid than they imagined, he made a mistake!

Rong Mian looked at the stall owner: "We will stay here at night, or can you bring it over for us?"

The stall owner nodded vigorously, and said excitedly: "Can I send it over after dinner? I have to pay half of the money first!"

"You are all off-the-shelf, and it is not custom-made for us. Why do you have to pay half of it up front? If you don't come, will my money be wasted?"

Song Yang's face was displeased, "The things were delivered to me, and after checking that there was no problem, they settled the payment on the spot. I haven't paid attention to such a small amount of cash."

Seeing his impatience, the stall owner was worried, fearing that the business would run away.

Rich people always have all kinds of rules, as long as they can be made, it will not take a few hours.

Stall owner: "Okay, where do you live?"

They plan to stay in T710 for two days, and the only hotel in this area that can accommodate foreign guests is the hotel near the Police Department, which is also the hotel where my father was originally staying.

Rong Mian reported to him the address found on the Internet.

"Send it around 8 o'clock in the evening."

When the stall owners around heard the address, they became even more restless.

There is a hotel dedicated to the rich and powerful!

The stall owner was already dizzy with joy.

"Okay, I will deliver it at 8 o'clock!"

Seeing the group of people approaching, Song Yang pulled Rong Mian to leave.

"It's so backward here."

Rong Mian smiled: "It can't be helped. I heard that the Abe people are not very smart. They only make small handicrafts. It is estimated that there will be no development in 100 years."

Song Yang shook his head: "Go back quickly, I'm about to be suffocated to death by the stench here."

Rong Mian: "I'll be back in two days, bear it."

The two slandered them in front of the Abe people all over the street, and they almost wrote their arrogance on their faces.

The group of gangsters heard important information from the conversation between the two——

They live in luxury hotels.

There is a lot of cash in the hotel.

They look down on the Abbes very much.

If you don't snatch these two people and beat them again, you will be sorry for their reputation in the road.

The other stall owners who didn't make a deal were so angry that someone threw stones at them immediately.

Song Yang inadvertently tilted his head slightly, dodging the thrown stone, deliberately turned his head and pointed at them, cursed a few words, pulled Rong Mian and ran away.

Seeing them running away, the stall owners behind them cursed and threw stones while chasing them.

Passing by the vegetable market on the way, those vegetable sellers heard their curses and joined the ranks of chasing and beating them.

Rong Mian turned slightly to avoid it, and saw that it was an egg flying over.

The egg hit the tree trunk next to the road, and the egg liquid slowly slid down the tree trunk.

Wherever the two go, who is not polite to them?I have never been chased and scolded like this.

What a novel experience.

Rong Mian gritted her teeth so as not to laugh.

Song Yang, on the other hand, enjoyed it very much. During the run, he turned his head and said a few words, took the thrown Chinese cabbage and threw it back at the person's face, having a great time.

In the Police Department, when the investigation team inquired about the situation of the garrison, a guard came back from the outside and whispered a report in Heipi Beta's ear.

Chestnut, who was sitting diagonally opposite, moved his ears, and continued to be the background board with a blank face.

Suddenly noticed something from the corner of his eye, he pretended to look casually towards the team leader, and saw the second prince who was sitting far away staring at him.

Such oppressive eyes come from a six or seven-year-old child?

Outside, Rong Mian and Song Yang were chased for four streets. Not only did the number of people chasing them not decrease, but they increased visibly.

Song Yang: "This nation is really fun."

Rong Mian: "..."

You just think this chase game is fun right?

They were chased and beaten because they talked too much on purpose. They were already prepared, and running was just for exercise.

But with so many people chasing after just a few words, this nation is indeed not very friendly.

Rong Mian checked the time, they came out for half an hour, the investigation team might be almost finished.

"Stop playing, let's quit."

Song Yang took his hand to speed up, suddenly turned into a small road, made a few turns and rushed into the shopping mall.

A large group of people behind scattered into several waves, and suddenly found that they were lost.

"We must find them out and beat them up!"

"Ow!"

A group of people stayed outside the shopping mall and shouted slogans, but they didn't know that two alphas in robes and masks sneaked by and walked away leisurely.

After walking for a while, Song Yang tugged on his mask and scarf.

"So hot!"

Rong Mian: "You can take the mask, and wear the sunglasses."

Song Yang took out the ugly round fan from his arms and fanned the two of them.

"why?"

Rong Mian: "This nation is all black-haired and black-eyed. You are so blond and blue-eyed, so conspicuous."

Song Yang: "Do you dislike me?"

Rong Mian looked him over from top to bottom.

Creamy white long turban with gold trim, ornate earrings, and floor-length robes.

The exaggerated decorations piled up on Song Yang's body did not feel inappropriate at all, on the contrary, it brought out his tall and slender figure and his overly beautiful face.

"Very beautiful." Rong Mian commented seriously.

Pretty is not used to describe men most of the time, but Song Yang doesn't care.

Before he could laugh, Rongmian added: "Beautiful as a bride."

Song Yang: "..."

Back near the police station, the two took off their outer clothes and threw them into the trash can.

Song Yang was still a little reluctant.

"You look good in this black robe."

Rong Mian took his and threw it in.

"I'll show you how to wear it when I get back to China."

When Song Yang heard this, his mind became active.

Walking into the lobby of the Police Department, Song Yang asked in a low voice, "Can I wear other clothes as well?"

Rong Mian was thinking about her plans for the night, and she was about to nod at the first glance when she saw Song Yang's expression shy, and a lot of thoughts popped up in her mind uncontrollably.

This kid, you don't want him to wear some weird clothes, do you?

Rong Mian was inexplicably looking forward to it.

"Yes, consume one little red flower at a time."

Song Yang: "..."

Sometimes the little rabbit is so shrewd as to be hateful.

When they arrived at the meeting room, the investigation team had already asked more questions.

Black Beta looked at them: "Have you bought the sachet?"

Rong Mian chuckled: "It's not easy to take it for business, so let the stall owner help deliver it to the hotel at night."

Consistent with the situation reported by his subordinates, Black Beta didn't say anything more.

After lunch, the group was sent to the hotel to rest.

The second prince should have lived in a better place, but somehow he was also arranged in a hotel, on the same floor as the investigation team.

Regarding this arrangement, the second prince had no objection at all, and his entourage, Darcy, had no dissatisfaction at all.

It seems that such inappropriate arrangements have become commonplace.

No matter how dull the members of the investigation team were, they would have sensed that there was a problem, but the harsh treatment of the youngest son of the royal family was the internal affairs of the Danse Empire, and they had neither the right nor the interest to interfere.

There were a lot of people, they were divided into two elevators, Rong Mian purposely followed the second prince into one elevator.

AI automatically recognizes and directly arrives at the corresponding floor.

When getting out of the elevator, the second prince tripped over.

"Be careful."

Rong Mian reached out to hold her.

The second prince held his hand and looked up at the culprit who deliberately tripped him.

"Thank you."

With black beta's warning eyes, Rong Mian smiled lightly at the second prince: "Your Highness, are you tired? Shall I lead you away?"

Before the second prince could speak, his entourage said, "Let me do it."

The second prince withdrew his hand.

"No, I can go by myself."

The arranged room is the best suite in this hotel, with two bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen built in.

The investigation team had four people in one room, and the prince was assigned to the southernmost room with his entourage.

Black leather beta sent them to the room.

"There is nothing else to do in the afternoon. You can rest here. If you want to go out, please inform your subordinates."

The second prince responded.

Watching him lead the people away, Darcy's expression changed, and he immediately closed and locked the door, took out the instruments from his bag, and went through every corner of the suite.

"Your Highness, there is no bugging device."

The second prince went to the living room and sat down. He spread out his right hand, and there was a small round wooden sign lying in his palm.

It was in the elevator, Rong Mian took the opportunity to push it over when he tripped him.

Darcy squatted beside him, puzzled: "What is this? You brought it out of the palace?"

The second prince shook his head, no matter how you look at it, it is a very common pendant.

Why did that person give him this?

Do you think you can seal his mouth by bribing him with something like this?

He flipped it over casually, his pupils shrank when he saw the pattern engraved on it, and his expression finally changed slightly.

Darcy: "It looks like the fox you raised before. Did you carve it yourself?"

The second prince held the wooden sign in the palm of his hand, and carefully put it into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"Don't tell anyone."

"Yes."

Darcy agreed, but couldn't help feeling distressed.

As His Royal Highness the prince, even such a small piece of wooden sign needs to be protected with all his strength.

Thinking of the person in the palace, Darcy lowered his voice: "Did you say something would happen at night?"

The second prince showed no expression: "Yes."

To be so sure, Darcy looked serious: "Shall I check the location of the escape route first?"

The second prince shook his head.

"We can't escape here alone."

Darcy panicked: "What should I do then?"

The second prince was silent for a moment.

"Someone should take care of it for us."

Darcy: "Someone? Meng Tu is from there, he can't help us!"

But the second prince didn't say any more, and asked Darcy to take out the textbook and start to read it carefully.

Facing the taciturn and deep little master, Darcy was so worried that his head was going bald.

He was only seven years old and already secretly finished the university courses, no wonder that person feared him so much.

In the suite facing east, Song Yang was carefully wiping Rong Mian's hands, even under his nails.

Seeing Sweet Potato and Zizania sitting across from them staring at them, Rong Mian was helpless: "You even eat children's vinegar?"

"Can't you?"

Song Yang took it for granted, "No matter how small you are, you are still an alpha."

Rong Mian said solemnly, "I am the one who can touch the hand of a foreign prince and take advantage of it."

Song Yang: "..."

Sweet Potato/Water Bamboo: "..."

Maybe going out in the afternoon, Rong Mian didn't dare to delay any longer, asked 01 and 02 to hijack the monitoring of the network in the suite and the corridor outside, and discuss the evening plan with them.

Ziba: "Are you sure they will come?"

Rong Mian: "Sure."

Being able to openly collect rent in the market in broad daylight and not being complained by any stall owner, this gangster organization must be the local snake here.

It seems that it is not uncommon for a foreign general to be attacked by a human bomb on the street, so it seems that this group of gangsters broke into the hotel where the foreign guests stayed and robbed.

Sweet Potato: "I don't know if that black skin will let them come up."

Song Yang: "The one to worry about is not Hei Pi, but that child."

Rong Mian nodded.

He had an inexplicable feeling that his actions were seen through by that child.

"If it's just us living here, it's unknown whether the black skin will stop them."

Rong Mian said calmly, "But the second prince also lives here, I think he will pretend to be dead 100%."

Song Yang smiled lowly: "It's hard to say who is more dangerous at night."

After communicating with Chestnut, the four of them went to other suites separately.

Afraid that the members of the investigation team would be afraid, Rong Mian didn't explain too much, and only told them not to come out after dark.

When he was about to leave, the team leader chased to the door and asked in a low voice, "Did you take any action?"

Rong Mian: "My father may not be dead."

The group leader suddenly opened his eyes wide and breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is as expected."

Looking at the comparison between Rongmian's state before departure and his current state, he somewhat guessed something.

If something really happened to his father, how could he be able to laugh as a son?

Rong Mian: "From now on, Yangyang and I will not be able to act together with you, so be careful."

The team leader grabbed his wrist.

"Be sure to come back safely with the admiral."

Rong Mian nodded: "I will."

In the afternoon, the investigation team followed Black Beta to investigate the gangs in this area, but they seemed to prefer money to human life.

At night, Rong Mian and Song Yang took a shower, changed into more convenient clothes, and looked at the same-viewing screen of 02 in the living room.

In the picture are more than ten monitoring angles around the hotel.

At eight o'clock, at noon, the stall owner carried a sack of sachets, tremblingly, and a large group of people entered the hotel lobby.

Rong Mian recognized that those people were the gang of rent collectors from before.

The internal line in the suite rang, indicating that there was a visitor, Rong Mian pressed to accept.

In the monitoring screen, a group of people came to the elevator, and the screen suddenly flashed.

02: "Surveillance system attacked - Forced takeover in progress - Restored -"

In the forced takeover state of 02, only they can see the normal monitoring screen here.

Another group of colorfully dressed people rushed in from the lobby. After one elevator opened, one of them grabbed the hapless stall owner and led him into another elevator.

Some of the gangsters cursed at that side, but they immediately retreated into the elevator after pulling out their guns.

Both elevators ascend almost simultaneously.

The group of people who rushed in from behind looked no different from punks in their clothes, but no matter from their standing posture, running posture, and vigilant small movements, it could be seen that they were a group of professional killers.

Rong Mian sent the screenshot of the personnel, and said to the terminal: "Two groups of mice came."

Chestnut: "The three cats are all ready."

Just as the two of them expected, Heipi Beta and his subordinates seemed to disappear from the world, and the elevator quickly reached their floor. The goals of the two groups of people were very clear.

The little gangster walked towards them, while another group of people rushed straight to the suite where the second prince was.

Song Yang looked at the picture, eating toffee in his mouth.

"It's a bit too much to even kill his own brother. I hope he is smart enough."

Rong Mian couldn't help laughing: "I hope he won't be smarter."

There was a knock on the door, and soon gunshots rang out.

Sleep Wake Up 02.

The metal thread quickly spread over his body, covering him with a thin layer, and then activated the simulated environment mode, making Rongmian invisible instantly.

"Yangyang, hurry up."

Song Yang snapped his fingers and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The gangsters smashed the sensing area next to the door, and just about to push the door open, the door suddenly opened.

They backed away in fright, only to find that there was no one at all.

The leader hid beside him and signaled the younger brother to go in first.

The two younger brothers relied on guns in their hands, but they were thrown out as soon as they walked in the door.

"What's going on—uh!"

The next moment, the little brother who was talking suddenly flew to the wall and rolled down.

A group of gangsters' scalps were numb.

Obviously there is nothing, why do people fly by themselves? !

The stall owner retreated into the corner with his sack in his arms, his eyes blurred from crying.

It is said that high returns come with high risks, but the risks are too high!

In the suite on the south side, Darcy held the knife polished with animal horn in his hand, and listened vigilantly to the gunshots and knocking on the door outside, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Your Highness, go find a place to hide first!"

The second prince was sitting in the same position in the afternoon, clasping the wooden sign tightly with both hands, without saying a word.

No matter how hard the door of the hotel is, it is impossible to be unbreakable.

After a loud bang, the door shook.

Darcy's pupils shrank suddenly.

It seems that there is no escape tonight.

"Your Highness! Please, hide in!" His voice trembled uncontrollably, "It would be nice to have one more door, maybe we can wait for rescue."

That's what he said, but he knew very well that it was impossible for someone to save them.

There is no better way to die than to accompany foreign guests to visit the Abe tribe and be killed by the thugs here.

Here is the grave that those people dug for the second prince.

But the second prince didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't intend to enter the room from the beginning to the end.

The door slammed open, and Darcy caught sight of the muzzle of the gun aimed at him.

No matter how sharp the animal horn is, it is not as fast as the bullet.

Standing in front of the second prince, Darcy saw the man's finger holding the trigger move slightly, accepting his fate in despair.

"Forehead--"

Suddenly there was a scream outside the door, followed by a rustling sound.

The killer who raised the gun only hesitated for a moment before being grabbed by the neck from behind.

Chestnut opened her palm to cover his face and broke it hard.

With a crisp click, the killer twitched a few times and fell limply to the ground.

Chestnut tapped his toes, kicked the gun in his hand up to catch it, and flipped through it casually.

"The weapons delivered to the door are barely usable."

He glanced into the room and said to the public channel, "I've got it done here."

There was a lot of gunfire outside, and Ziabab was one against three.

He dodges at breakneck speed, grabs a killer's right arm, and jerks to the side just as he's about to fire.

boom!

The other killer was hit in the heart, his body twitched a few times, and he suddenly fell limp to the ground and never got up again.

Ziobai seized the opportunity to snatch his gun, aimed his backhand at his forehead, and snapped the trigger neatly.

boom!

A headshot.

When the last killer approached with a gun, Zia Bai leaned sideways against the wall to avoid, raised the gun, and killed him with one shot.

In the blink of an eye, all three killers fell to the ground.

He passed the trembling stall owner and walked towards the elevator with a gun.

"I'm fine here too."

At the end of the aisle, Sweet Potato was fighting with four killers.

He grabbed the attacking assassin violently and lifted him in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

"what--"

The person in his hand was shaking and screaming non-stop.

Sweet Potato used him as a shield to rush towards the killer, knocked one of them unconscious with the shield, grabbed another killer's arm and snapped it outward.

With a click, the joint shifted.

"what--"

The killer screamed, cold sweat broke out instantly on his face, and he dropped the gun in severe pain.

Sweet Potato took the opportunity and shot at the two killers one by one.

It was over before the warm-up started.

Potato threw the already dead killer on the ground and walked back.

"It's done."

In the suite on the south side, finally a little bastard was scared to pee.

What big wind and big waves haven't seen?But I have never seen an invisible enemy!

Rong Mian deliberately asked 01 to find some eerie sound effects, and with the ashen and frightened faces of the gang of gangsters in front of him, there was quite an atmosphere, not to mention.

Song Yang raised his hand, and the metal protrusion on the tip of his index finger turned into a miniature fan, blowing on the gangster's neck in the sound effect.

"Ahhh-"

The gangster covered his neck and jumped up in fright, "There is something! Something is following me!"

Song Yang motioned for 03 to turn off the lights in the corridor, and then a small flashlight was conjured up with another fingertip, aiming at the face of the ugliest gangster among them from bottom to top.

"Ahhh-"

"Ahhh-"

A group of gangsters were scurrying around in the dark, and several people held down the gangster and beat him up.

Seeing the little piggy having so much fun, Rong Mian also became more playful.

Thinking of the lights in Liu Hong's K bar, the fingertips of the ten fingers changed into different light colors, moving constantly in the dark.

"Ahhh-"

"what--"

Seeing this, the metal on Song Yang's fingertips elongated and turned into two mini chainsaws.

The sound of Zila is especially terrifying in the dark.

The punks huddled together, shaking their chins.

Suddenly one of them felt something pressing down on the top of his head, and the sound of a chainsaw exploded in his ears.

"I, I don't want to die, woo woo—"

He didn't dare to move, and felt a chill on his head, as if his forehead had been sawed open.

Within seconds, he lost consciousness and passed out.

With the sound of the chainsaw, the punks all felt their foreheads were icy cold, fearing that their brains had already been opened.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...""

"I quit! I want to go home!"

"My head! Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The lights in the aisle flickered a few times, then suddenly came on again.

The punks opened their eyes wide in horror, seeing that everyone had their heads shaved, but their heads were still there.

Under the extreme emotional ups and downs, several passed out again, and the rest of the group rushed towards the direction of the elevator.

Song Yang had a great time, and when everyone had run away, he looked at Rong Mian with a smile: "Let's go?"

Rong Mian looked to the south, a little worried.

In the other two suites on the east side, because of Rong Mian's warning, even when they heard gunshots, the members of the investigation team did not come out.

The deputy team leader was terrified, and whispered: "This is too intense, will they have any problems?!"

The group leader frowned, his face heavy.

"We can only choose to believe them."

In the suite on the south side, hearing the movement outside disappear in a short time, Darcy looked at Chestnut who was guarding the door, and he still doesn't know the situation.

Why are the members of the investigation team sent by Shengya so skilled? !

Why did they take action to save the second prince?

The second prince let go of his hand suddenly, because his fingers turned white because he had used too much force before.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Darcy hurriedly squatted beside him.

The second prince shook his head, eyes half down.

"I can only rely on the protection of the enemy country."

Hearing the bitterness in these words made Darcy's eyes red.

"Your Highness—"

Suddenly the second prince felt something, jumped off the sofa, turned and looked straight at the door.

Darcy thought the killer was coming again, and followed his line of sight, but there was nothing there.

"Your Highness?"

Rong Mian who was stared at by him: "..."

This kid really has something.

The second prince opened his mouth, but before he opened his mouth, his expression changed, and he grabbed Darcy and fell to the ground.

boom!

A bullet pierced through the floor-to-ceiling window, flew past where the second prince was standing just now, and shattered the red wine in the wine cabinet.

Rong Mian quickly turned out the air gun in his hand, pointed it in that direction and pulled the trigger.

Air bullets penetrate the bullet holes in the glass.

The next moment, 02's prompt window appeared in his sight.

[The sniper has been killed. 】

The second prince sat up, looked up at the door and then quickly out of the window, his eyes couldn't hide his surprise.

After confirming that there were no snipers around, Rong Mian walked out of the suite, gave the three chestnuts the next step, and flew out of the open window together with Song Yang.

The three who received the order quickly took off the clothes of a few comatose punks and put them on, and put the suits that Rong Mian and Song Yang had changed on for two of them. In the surveillance video that gradually recovered, they ran out with the men on their shoulders. hotel--