Chapter 567: Ablation 20

Chapter 567 Ablation 20

There are a lot of people coming and going in the lower floors, and there are a lot of people using the toilets.

Just take it away, which is slightly immoral.

So Fu · Stealing the toilet door · An An locked his eyes on the high-level.

Take the elevator, randomly choose a men's restroom that is temporarily unused, and remove the door with two clicks.

Holding the toilet door, she was just about to put it away when someone came in from the toilet.

Fu An'an quickly erected the toilet door to block her entire body, and she could only see a pair of shiny leather shoes of the other party from the gap below.

oh oh oh oh!

Stealing the door of the men's room was caught by an outsider!

Fu Anan panicked, but quickly calmed down again. Holding the door of the toilet, taking small steps, he ran away.

I didn't see her face anyway, as long as she wasn't embarrassed, it was someone else who was embarrassed!

Successfully obtained a toilet door designed by a well-known designer, Fu Anan found an empty room and put the door away. Hearing the sound of leather shoes in the corridor, she avoided the people on this floor and quickly took the elevator downstairs.

With the map in hand, she walked out of the hotel.

At the door, I saw that the man who escaped death was still smoking, and the Huazi in his hand was almost up to the **** of the cigarette.

Looking at the girl staring at him, Lu Renyi raised his eyebrows thinking he was cool, and flicked the cigarette ash. After taking the last breath, throw it towards the hollow cover of the sewer according to the habit.

Fu An'an didn't have time to stop, watching the sparking cigarette **** draw a parabola in the air, how far and how far she ran at the fastest speed at this moment.

The gate fell, and several people were overwhelmed.

Especially the culprit who smoked, he was smashed down by the stone slab of the gate, his skull was dented and he couldn't die anymore.

"Master Fu!"

The explosion downstairs made Zhang Zedong hurry down.

I saw him standing at the door looking at a corpse, his eyes were cold, and his body exuded low pressure.

Zhang Zedong looked at the corpse strangely, what happened?

"Stupid."

Fu Yizhi's thin lips moved slightly, spit out these two words, and walked back expressionlessly.

The cold gaze swept across the hall, then stopped suddenly, and picked up a messy map that was obviously used as a draft.

Goodnight everybody!

Tomorrow I will start my defense! !

Drawn to the hell-level tutor group, or the first one.

Woohoo, please An'an bless me, Dangdang bless me, Shushu lend me her brain!