Chapter 89: The survival instincts of small people

Inside the butcher shop.
Xiaoqu was smoking electronic cigarettes while sitting in bed, his eyes slightly agitated, and he kept looking at his wrist watch.
On the street, the rapid braking sounded, and a worn off-road vehicle stopped at the intersection. In the car, the red-faced man lowered his head to call the youngest man's phone, and the words said briefly: "I'm here, ready to start."
"He is at 307." The youngest responded in a low voice.
"Okay, I'm clear." The red-faced man hung up the phone, took his head out of the glove box and put on a pair of doctor's rubber gloves for surgery, and then took the stocking cap from the back seat and buckled it on his head before pushing the door and getting off the car. .
The car hung in neutral and pulled the handbrake, but it did not turn off. The front of the car was also directed towards the widest road. After the person came down, he could escape the scene as soon as possible.
After the red-faced man was ready, he pressed his arms and strode into the butcher shop.
"Brother, come here to play?" The guy at the door stood up and greeted: "Sister is in the house, I call out, you choose."
"No, let's talk to a friend about it." The red-faced man closed his chin and asked with his head slightly lowered, "Where is 307?"
After hearing the sound, the guy at the door sat disappointedly back in his chair, pointing impatiently to the left staircase and said, "Go upstairs and turn left and walk for two steps to see."
"Thank you." The red-faced man stepped upstairs.
At the simple bar, the guy scolded and said, "Poor ghost, it's okay to come here and talk about farts."
...
Upstairs, in the dimly lit corridor, the red-faced man thrust his right hand into his arms, his eyes glancing sharply at both sides.
Inside the box.
Xiaoqu frowned and played the game on the phone, but he couldn't calm down. After the game character died twice in a row, he suddenly stood up and scolded: "Don't, why is it so slow, TM still has no faith?"
He got up and turned around in the house. Xiaoqu slung his shoulder bag obliquely, walked in front of the door involuntarily, and watched it while lying on the door.
303.
305.
The red-faced man looked at the number on the door on the left and suddenly stopped, then pulled out the gun from his arms, lowered his wrist, and placed the gun in the position of the trouser line of his right leg before taking another two steps.
307 is at hand.
The red-faced man turned his head and glanced around, knocking on the door when he was close to the door.
Inside the box.
Xiaoqu glanced out, seeing that there was no movement in the corridor, he turned around and went to the bathroom again. He was so nervous that he would soon ten urine.
"Boom boom!"
At this moment, the knock on the door rang.
Xiaoqu was stunned, and immediately turned back to the door with his cheek against the door panel, looking out through the cat's eyes.
"Xiaoqu? Open the door, and the third brother is downstairs, let me call you." The voice of the red-faced man sounded.
Xiaoqu was overjoyed when he heard it, and he would respond when he opened his mouth, but when his palm rested on the door handle, he suddenly froze.
"Xiaoqu, are you here, open the door?" The red-faced man continued to shout.
Xiaoqu's forehead suddenly burst into cold sweat, his face pale, and his right arm shivered and took out a long and narrow saber from the bag.
After a short stalemate, the red-faced man lost his patience, stepped back, and suddenly raised his right leg.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
After two consecutive muffled sounds, the door lock that had been covered in ears and bells shattered, and the door opened.
The red-faced man stepped into the house and saw that it was dark and empty.
"Hoooo!"
A quick gasp sounded, Xiaoqu wiped the sweat on his face, picked up the phone for the first time, and pressed the mute button. At the same time, his right hand clenched the dagger, and continued to stand in the room of 306, looking towards the door.
downstairs.
A sound of footsteps came, and the service younger shouted loudly: "What are you doing, who kicks the door?"
"Oh shit."
The red-faced man frowned and scolded, turned around and walked out of the box, swiftly moved against the wall, and hit the service younger head-on without going far.
"Who kicked the door?" The service brother asked.
"Is anyone in the 307 box open?" Red face raised his hand and put the muzzle on the head of the service younger. The experienced people asked one after another: "Does the 307 box open any other boxes?"
The service brother was stunned.
"Speak, or you will be killed." The red-faced man was fierce.
"I ... I didn't pay attention. It wasn't my class just now." The service brother panicked.
The red-faced man frowned and glanced at the service younger. When he saw the walkie-talkie around his waist, he immediately commanded: "Take the walkie-talkie and hurry up."
"Goodong!"
Just then, there was a muffled noise outside.
The red-faced man turned his head when he heard the sound and asked quickly: "Is there a window in the box?"
The service younger did not dare to provoke a gun, so he could immediately say: "Double-numbered rooms have windows."
The red-faced man turned around and ran back. He came to the door of room 306 three and two steps, and lifted his feet and slammed three times in a row.
"Boom!"
The door opened, the lights in the house were on, the smell of smoke was pungent, and the window opposite was open, blowing cold wind into the room.
After a short pause, the red-faced man bluntly rushed to the window and glanced down at the window, but saw that Xiaoqu had limped across the road and entered the alley across the street.
"Damn, the one-and-a-half-five is gone." The red-faced man scolded and lowered his head to take out the phone. While running out, he dialed the number three.
...
After about three minutes.
Xiaoqu ran out of the alley in embarrassment, and the phone rang in his pocket.
"Hey?"
After a long while, Xiaoqu answered the phone: "Third Brother, you can be a bit dark!"
"Xiaoqu, have you misunderstood?"
"Is it a misunderstanding, how do I feel different? I smelled the smell in the gun ..." Xiaoqu sneered and said, "If it weren't for me, they ran with the old horse for a few years and saw something, Then I may be cold tonight. "
"I asked that person to pick you up."
"Third Brother, I am a small person, please, please let me go, I don't want the final payment." Xiaoqu whispered: "You don't give me anxious eyes, and I will not return to Songjiang in the future."
"Xiaoqu, you listen to me ..."
"What are you talking about, 3rd Brother ?! Your friend scared me." Xiaoqu hung up her phone with a sullen face, and quickly disappeared into the night.
...
At the card table, Yuan Hua looked at the youngest man's expression, and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
"Xiaoqu wasn't blocked." The old three warned with a trembling reply: "This kid is a thief ~ EbookFREE.me ~ gave me the room number 307, and I observed it at 306 myself."
As soon as Yuan Hua heard this, he immediately overturned the mahjong tiles and stood up and asked, "What happened?"
"... Well." The youngest nodded.
"Snapped!"
Yuan Hua sniffed a big mouth, and the beaten youngest stumbled back a few steps: "Your brain is so big as a soy bean? A superintendent goes to work and can't even hold on to the bastard?"
The third boy lowered his head: "The mud legs on the ground, rolling outside all the year round, have become fine ..."
"I think you're about to become fine, silly B fine! I don't understand anything at all." Yuan Hua lost his mind about playing mahjong and immediately asked Chong Yongdong: "This kid hasn't got the final payment, will he have a mentality?" no change?"
...
Urban area.
Ma's second child sat in the car and said to Xiaoliu: "You call him out, I'll wait below."
"Good." Xiao Liu nodded.