Leaf is not short of this just take back to step up to the pace of the seventh floor, the face is not red, the breath of breath nodded.
The bartender gasped. He rubbed his aching legs. He was amazed. Brother Mao Xiong said it was right. Master Ye was really an elder brother. He trotted up to the seventh floor like walking on the ground. I was almost exhausted.
"Here, this way Cough. " Little bartender, the breath is not even cough two times, just take the leaf without missing to walk.
They came to room 603 and knocked on the door. The one who opened the door was one of those people who went to find Zhen Zhizhuo's house and asked for money. When he saw Ye Wuwei, a smile from his heart appeared on his face and respectfully gave way.
"Ye Da Shao, here you are The bear came up immediately.
"Just call me my name, which sounds awkward." Ye Wuque said with a smile.
The bear nodded and laughed, but with his face full of flesh, it looked fierce. He was really not suitable for laughing.
No matter what the smile is, it looks very fierce, there is no trace of warmth.
It belongs to the kind of people who don't feel angry and fear themselves and cry with a smile.
"Well, Mao Xiong, I have lived in vain for several years. Now I have the courage to call brother Ye." Mao bear leads Ye Wuqian to a bedroom, the window of which faces the building opposite.
"Brother ye, it's like this. The owner of this room, how to say, is a perverted bastard. What I like most is peeping at a girl on the fifth floor opposite. To do this kind of thing, that guy also bought a good device. "
With an obscene smile on his face, Mao Xiong pointed to the camera equipment driving by the bed and continued: "he was secretly photographing the girl opposite that night. He had to wait until the girl forgot to pull the curtain, so he used the camera.
When he was shooting, a figure suddenly burst into the sight of his camera at the speed of free fall, which startled him at that time. However, I have already seen that although his machine is good, it does not capture the whole face of the killer. "
Mao bear must regret, this feeling is really irritating.
At present, the only clue that is closest to reality is that all known clues are more illusory.
Hair bear Pu fan big hand patted a timid standing on the side of a small flat head body, pat the small flat head body shaking a few.
He looked twenty-three years old. He was thin and thin, with dark circles around his eyes and sallow complexion.
He was slapped by the bear and nearly fell to the ground, grinning in pain.
"What are you waiting for? Don't you want to play the video for brother ye? Really, why don't you have any eyesight? " The bear glared angrily, and his ferocious appearance could definitely frighten a child to cry. Even the young man was very frightened and rubbed his shoulder, and his face was full of grievances.
Last night, I was surprised that I was taking a flat shot.
Maoxiong group of people, unreasonable asked small flat head a few questions.
Xiao Ping answered all kinds of questions. He was relieved, but he felt that he was out of the wolf's nest and into the tiger's den.
He thought that this group of ferocious people came to collect the protection fee, so he was frightened and forced on the spot. He said all he knew and the rest with a trembling voice.
At that time, several ferocious gangsters were overjoyed, their eyes were shining, and they thought that they could revenge for their brothers, and their expressions were a bit fierce like wolves.
The little flat head was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and pulled out more than 200 crumpled soft coins from his pocket and purse with his nose and tears.
He also took out the bank card with a clenched teeth and said in a tearful voice: "brothers, brothers, I'm a poor loser, and I don't have any money to pay homage to you. There are 12000 yuan in this card, which is all my savings. I'd like to drink tea for some big brothers.
Please don't kill me. I'm old, but I'm not small. Several big brothers don't worry. I will never call the police. If I call the police, I will give birth to a son without an asshole, and I will not die well. The day will be five thunder blasts. "
This makes a few people of Mao bear stunned for a moment, and then they laugh.
Mao Xiong told Xiao Pingtou that he didn't come to rob, nor to kill or set fire to him. Only then did he feel relieved.
But then came the nightmare of the little flat head. Several big men tossed him all night, chased the ducks onto the shelves, and asked him to process the video to make him look like the person he had been photographed.
Poor little Flathead is just a poor loser. Although he has camera equipment, he only stays at the level of skilled operation. It's really not possible to process and edit video screens, which are very difficult post production.
But a few ferocious gangsters will not.
But they were used to being domineering, so they put the watermelon knife on the neck of the small flat head, and the small flat head immediately agreed, there was no more problem.
In this way, the small flat head was driven to the shelves, read the strategy, read the post, now learn to sell, toss all night, all boil out the panda eye, just finally finished.This time, Shengsheng forced him from a person who had no video editing foundation to a basic editor.
Therefore, people's potential is infinite, but the premise is that the knife rest is forced on the neck to exert the potential.
But the result is not satisfactory. After many times of processing, the small flat head can only deal with half of the face covered by a black cloak, and only one pair of eyes can recognize it clearly.
Of course, Mao Xiong didn't do it. Once again, he put his knife on his neck. This time, he cried and said, "I can't do it even if I'm killed." that's the end of the toss.
This makes the small flat head in the heart very regret how his mouth each door, also hate how he is so timid, so honest, if just casually said that he did not know right?
I stayed up all night and stayed up all night.
Now he felt that he could fall asleep when he was standing, and his stomach growled with hunger. The bear almost fell on the ground with a slap. It's no wonder that his eyes are so sad.
"What are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied or what? Believe it or not, I'll ask my brothers to make you an eagle? Hurry up, don't dawdle. " Mao bear a stare, fierce, small flat head scared all over a shake, quickly to play with the computer.
It is a way to tame falcons.
It is not to let the eagle sleep, in its sleep, poke it, such a few days down, no matter how strong the eagle can not persist.
Of course, this is also a good way to deal with people, often used in interrogation. This move is very torturous. People will die if they don't sleep. Few people support it.
Small flat head immediately called out a small section of the processed video, removed the background of the opposite girl bathing, and enlarged the target, also enlarged a lot.
Ye Wuqi looks at the computer screen carefully. He sees a man holding a black nylon rope with one hand in his hand. His black cloak is flying, showing half of his face.
But it's just a pair of eyes that can be clearly identified.
Ye Wuqi is very disappointed that he can recognize a ghost like this, not to mention someone who doesn't know him. Even those who know him may not be able to recognize it.
He had no interest at the moment. He was about to look away, but suddenly he felt that his eyes seemed to be familiar.