Wu Jinguang got out of the car, carried two black bags and walked into the Huiquan Dynasty.
He packed it in a black bag because he was afraid of being misunderstood as a salesman, which could easily be expelled from the hotel.
"I'm Wu Jinguang. Please open the 509 door for me." Wu Jinguang was full of confidence when he faced the waiter.
The waiter smiled and said, "Mr. Deng Xinjie has come back. Just knock at the door."
Wu Jinguang was stunned, faster than me?
But he immediately quickened his pace and quickly entered the elevator.
In front of room 509, he put the bag down.
Dong Dong Dong.
No response was heard.
Just about to knock again, the door suddenly opened.
Wu Jinguang's hair suddenly exploded. This silent habit is completely incompatible with the impression on the phone.
Sure enough, at the door stood an ordinary looking young man with keen eyes, such as lightning and thunder.
The cold that makes people's body temperature drop is undoubtedly murderous.
A killer!
At that moment, Wu Jinguang had an impulse to turn around and run away.
But he still controlled himself.
"Sorry, I've got the wrong room." Wu Jinguang apologized politely and naturally picked up the bag to turn around.
"You're right, I'm Deng Xinjie." a pistol pointed to the center of the eyebrow, but the gun was still in the door. No one could see except Wu Jinguang.
Wu Jinguang's figure was frozen there, his back was sweating and whispered, "are you kidding? You're not Deng Xinjie."
"I know I'm not Deng Xinjie's, only Wu Jinguang!"
Joe suddenly reached out, grabbed his collar, dragged him directly into the room and closed the door at the same time.
Wu Jinguang immediately exclaimed, "what are you doing? Deng Xinjie will be back soon!"
His hands are still holding on to the two bags, because the small household appliances are full of money, which is a rebate to Deng Xinjie.
Joe put the muzzle of his gun, "go in."
Wu Jinguang retreated into the bathroom and comforted, "I'll give you how much you want."
While talking, he raised the bag in his hand: "here's all the money."
Joe closed the bathroom door again and said coldly, "put it down and lie on the toilet."
Wu Jinguang, pale, put down the two bags, then turned and squatted, holding the edge of the toilet with both hands and lowering his head.
The muzzle of Joe's gun pressed against the back of his head and slowly pressed down. Wu Jinguang said more and more frightened: "tell me why?"
"You shouldn't cheat chufei." as soon as the voice fell, he pressed his head into the water.
Wu Jinguang struggled desperately. He wanted to ask why he didn't cheat Chu Fei at all, because ye Zhen was just a magic stick, a magic stick playing tricks, and a painter worth $100 million? With that ability, you go to a nightclub as a thug?
But he had no chance to speak. His strength was far worse than Joe. Moreover, the more intense the struggle, the faster the oxygen consumption, and the earlier the water choked.
In just ten seconds, the struggle turned into a convulsion and then stopped.
His head was still in the toilet, soaking in the water.
Joe took out the phone and dialed chufei directly.
"Wu Jinguang drowned in the toilet."
"Thank you... Pa..." there was a weak answer at first, then the sound of the phone falling, and then there was no sound.
There was a floating dark cloud in Joe's eyes.
He immediately decided to go to Yanjing.
Immediately, quickly open the two bags, take out bundles of cash from the rice cooker, put it directly into the black bag, and carry it out of the bathroom.
He was about to open the door and suddenly his eyes were cold. He smelled danger!
Suddenly took out the pistol, backed up to the window, looked down quickly, and sure enough, there was plain clothes.
There was a clear noise from the door.
He dashed into the suite and opened the window.
Below is the parking lot. As long as you jump in the car, you won't get hurt.
There was already a messy sound of footsteps behind him, and he jumped onto the windowsill.
At the moment when he was about to take off, he suddenly saw his chest burst, like being kicked by an elephant, and suddenly fell back to the ground.
Gunfire was heard in the air.
It's a sniper gun.
Joe fell straight to the ground, the pistol was still in his hand, and the money had been scattered.
At the last moment before he died, he saw four pistols pointing at him.
"This man can't do it. He's not a drug dealer. He doesn't have that smell."
"It's a killer," replied another voice.
Joe's pupils began to dilate, and the blood on his chest quickly flushed the ground.
The body was getting cold, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.
Once there was a kind of warmth called living and dying together.
……
Xuanyuan rubbed both phones into powder, and installed the other two phones. He looked at Che Yaozhuang with a baby's face:
"Mom, don't you call me brother if you lose."
Everyone suddenly laughed. The couple still need to be fair.
Little red cheeks, triumphant clothes did not hear.
Che Yaozhuang smiled gently and said, "guang'er, who told you your age?"
Everyone secretly called Gao Ming. If you're not sure, it's nothing to call brother.
Xuanyuan said seriously, "it's the one who broke my leg."
"Do you think he should know?" Che Yaozhuang asked again.
"I don't know whether he estimated it or really knew it. I didn't remember anything before him. However, he can tell the age of his begging children."
Yangli then understood why the brother wanted his mother to choose a name. She asked angrily, "brother, where's that man?"
"When I was six years old, I killed him." Xuanyuan ran over an ant, the clouds were light and the wind was light.
Yangliton looked admiring, "good killing! Brother, you are definitely more than seventeen years old. You look like nineteen."
Hahaha, everyone laughed and Yangli rebelled in the twinkling of an eye.
Xiaoxiao doesn't care. She doesn't call me brother, but she just likes to pull out the top, but she sighs in her heart. Xuanyuan's sense of vicissitudes after suffering is not only like 19, but looks like 29.
Liu Hai suddenly said seriously, "it's actually very simple. Just ask your uncle later."
It suddenly became clear that ye is really the top medical scientist. It's strange that he can't see a person's age.
Che Yaozhuang then said to the mud, "this will be decided when your father comes back. I'll cook and you can play."
Then he got up with a smile and walked away.
Xiaoxiao immediately looked at Xuanyuan with flying eyebrows: "you dare to ride on my head and kill you when Dad comes back!"
Xuanyuan also smiled and said, "didn't you force me to bully you? Anyway, I was beaten. I'll do you first tonight."
Everyone laughed and believed that Xuanyuan did what he said. He was an absolutely wild man.
The little cheek was as beautiful as Xia, but he sneered: "I'll give you a chance. You bet with me again on an empty bowl."
Xuanyuan wondered, "even you lost to me. Do you still have a bet?"
"Yes." Xiaojiao said proudly, "even if I lose to you, it's passive. You beat me this time, and I asked you to go to bed. It seems that you have more face. But if you lose, you must always listen to your sister. Dare you bet."
People immediately looked at Xuanyuan with a joking face.
Xuanyuan said quietly, "buckle the bowl."