Chapter two hundred and forty-five half-pictures that missed the opportunity
Three days later, Volga Manor.
In recent years, the business here is getting better and better. People who want to send money but can't send it out come here, and people who want to get money but have no place to get it also come. At night, luxury cars and taxis are constantly coming here.
Zhuang Qingzhou has lived here for many years and will not go out if there is nothing important. Most of the staff only think that he is an important customer and do not know that he holds shares in Volga Manor.
The strong man who bought the hammer had been squatting near the manor for three days. He had never seen Zhuang Qingzhou come out, so there was almost no possibility of doing it outside. He could only find out the situation of the surrounding environment and go inside to do it.
After he sorted out Zhuang Qingzhou's residence, he decided to do it tonight because it was too cold outside and squatting here was too painful.
The temperature at around ten o'clock in the evening has reached the point where if you spit on the ground, it will freeze into a lump of ice within ten seconds. The strong man feels that this point is almost there. If you don't go in, you will freeze to the point of polio, freeze to polio, How can you swing a hammer? How can you make money if you can't swing a hammer?
Wow, if you think about it this way, the matter is very serious and must be done.
The strong man walked under the wall outside the villa area, reached for the shoulder bag on his shoulder, opened the zipper with a clang, and took out three things from it: pipe wrenches, hemp rope, and a screwdriver.
"Bah bang bang."
The strong man didn't use any lighting tools. He stretched out his hand and touched back and forth on the wall. After finding a crack in the bricks, he put the sharp end of the screwdriver in the center of the crack, pulled out the hammer from his back, made two bangs, and smashed it in.
"Peng."
The strong man casually kicked his schoolbag into the trench, inserted the hammer back into his waist, put a hemp rope on his shoulder, inserted the pipe wrench into the knee bag supported by his right leg, and stepped on the screwdriver with an extremely professional attitude. He suddenly jumped up, knocked his left elbow on the wall, fixed his body, and pulled out the pipe wrench again.
"Crash."
Holding a pipe wrench in his right hand, he spat vulgarly on the iron mesh less than ten centimeters away from his face.
"Zira."
The phlegm stuck to the power grid was instantly evaporated, causing fine white smoke to rise.
"Oh, fuck, you're so titty. I'm not trying to scare you. Fortunately, I've done it before. If you don't know how to do it, you shouldn't be scalded here," the strong man said wittily. After saying a few words, he picked up the pipe wrench with his right hand and started to cut the wire mesh.
This is a job that requires a strong spirit, a steady hand, and a strong psychological quality. Once you don't understand it, your brain will start to smoke.
There were beads of sweat on the forehead of the strong man, and he cut slowly and slowly. It took him more than ten minutes to cut a half-meter-long gap. If I were to say it, it would have fallen down eight hundred times.
After cutting, the strong man squatted on the wall, picked up the end of the rope, and tied it skillfully to the pipe wrench. Then he inserted the pipe wrench under the edge of the wall and stuck it. He pulled the rope and kicked off the wall in two steps without making much noise. It fell in the courtyard of Volga Manor.
It was a cold day, and the security guard was lazy. He wandered around for a while and then went to find a place to play poker. Therefore, the muscular man just avoided the tourists walking back and forth, for fear of encountering a pair of fighting men and women having a field battle in the garden. , don’t say it’s impossible. The world is so big that everyone can be there.
We had some news here before. It was a cold winter, and the night was more than 20 degrees below zero. They were in the Sun Island Scenic Area. They drank some wine beforehand, thinking they could keep out the cold. Who knew that halfway through, the woman didn’t Why, the man said he had chest tightness, the woman said hurry up, the man said honey, I feel disgusted, the woman said no, why did you come here, are you going to do it or not, the man twitched. The woman yelled in a hurry, but no one paid attention to her. The man breathed quickly and burped half an hour later. He went to the hospital for a checkup. It was intermittent myocardial infarction caused by strenuous exercise at low temperatures.
Later, the place where the two of them lived was called by countless descendants the place where they fought with their lives. It was poignant, touching, sad and heartless.
Okay, let’s stop talking and get to the point.
Less than a hundred meters away, the strong man walked for four or five minutes. Because there were so many surveillance cameras here, he needed to avoid it. After arriving at the villa where Zhuang Qingzhou was staying, the strong man hesitated for a moment when he saw the lights in the house. , he walked to the front door, rested on the cement walls on both sides of the steps, turned the door handle and pushed the door, but it did not open. The strong man bent back and lay outside the window and waited for more than ten minutes before confirming that there was nothing inside. People can go in.
Knocking on the window, the strong man climbed in.
The hall inside the house was brightly lit and the decoration was quite luxurious. The strong man wandered around and picked an orange from the fruit plate. While eating, he looked at the furnishings in the house. When he reached the stairs, he looked at the wall and was stunned for a moment. He said a little doubtfully: "This painting is very cool, but there is no inscription by the artist. Hey, it seems that half of it is missing, so it can't be a real painting."
On the other side, Brother Zhuang felt a little tired after playing mahjong with his friends. After losing all his winnings, he took the thermos cup and left, preparing to go back and rest.
The villa where the game was set was not far from Brother Zhuang's residence. The weather was very cold, so he quickened his pace.
"Lao Zhuang." The manager of the security office drove a sightseeing car and suddenly stopped next to Brother Zhuang.
"Haha, you are really dedicated." Brother Zhuang was stunned and turned around to say.
"Jb, you're so dedicated. I drove out to buy some food. How about some drinks later?" the security manager asked.
"Then let's drink some." Brother Zhuang gives everyone the impression that if you say he is a rich man, some people will believe him, and if you say he is a working-class person, some people will believe him. He is low-key and restrained, which is really a bit confusing. I can chat with anyone.
"Okay, I'll put the car back and go to your place later."
"Okay, I'll go back and prepare some cold dishes." Brother Zhuang nodded in agreement and continued walking into the house.
He held the water glass, took out the key from his pocket, and turned the door lock.
The strong man who was still struggling in front of the painting reacted immediately when he heard the movement outside the door. He turned around and was about to leave. But after taking two steps, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He turned back suddenly and saw the snow on his feet. It has melted and black water has formed at this location.
"Fuck, what did you say I was doing looking at this painting when I had nothing to do? It's delaying things."
The strong man cursed irritably, and after a slight pause, he instantly decided not to go to the second floor to do it, but to do it in the lobby, because the black water was too obvious.
"Bah bang bang."
With light steps, the strong man took out the hammer from his waist and rushed to the hall. At this time, he went to squat at the door. It was obviously too late. After glancing around, he could only quickly squat behind the sofa.
"Bang."
Brother Zhuang opened the door and walked in with a water glass.
"Huo, it's so cold today."
He shivered, rubbed his shoes on the mat twice, closed the door and walked into the hall. He put the water glass on the coffee table, turned on the TV with the remote control, and prepared to go upstairs to take a shower. After a while, he told the security office People drink some.
The strong man glanced at Brother Zhuang's back ferociously, and the little hammer was already shining coldly with hunger.
"Tap tap..."
Brother Zhuang held the handrail with his palms and was about to walk upstairs. When he raised his head and saw the black water, he was instantly stunned.
"That's it."
After the strong man saw Brother Zhuang completely turning his back to him, he realized that the time had come.
"Whoosh."
Holding the hammer, the strong man rushed over instantly, and footsteps sounded at the same time.
"Peng."
Brother Zhuang reacted extremely quickly, relying entirely on his feeling. He turned around and kicked, but he didn't kick anything. However, the force was too strong this time, causing his body to lose balance, and his upper body fell backwards.
"Pfft."
Brother Zhuang's back hit the stairs.
"Crush it for me,,."
The strong man wore a gangster mask, stared at his eyes and roared, the hammer passed over Brother Zhuang's chest, and hit the wall with a bang. In an instant, the European-style wall collapsed and flew up countless plaster fragments.
"Fuck,."
Brother Zhuang was so frightened that he once again raised his leg and kicked on the strong man's right leg. With his back to the stairs, he supported himself with both hands and squirmed upward quickly.
The strong man staggered and rushed down with the hammer to smash it.
"Peng, bang."
Brother Zhuang raised his hand, and the sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.
"ah,,."
"Fuck you."
The strong man saw the opportunity, picked up the hammer and was about to hit Brother Zhuang's head.
"Beep bell bell,."
"Lao Zhuang, open the door."
The doorbell and shouting rang at the same time.
"Uh-huh."
The strong man turned back instantly.
"ah,,."
Brother Zhuang took advantage of this gap, roared, and suddenly jumped towards the strong man. With a bang, the two fell to the ground instantly. Brother Zhuang used all his strength to press the strong man's arm holding the hammer, and shouted crazily: "Old Chen, there is someone in my house, please call security immediately, he wants to kill me."
"Hold."
The strong man was stunned. He turned around and hit Brother Zhuang's head with an elbow. That's right, he was knocked away. Then his body rolled on the ground and he was about to stand up. But when he looked up, Brother Zhuang also stood up in a daze. He ran towards the door with blood flowing out.
"Zhuang Qingzhou, fuck you, tell Lin Hengfa that I'm back and find him sooner or later."
The strong man thought quickly. He should be able to kill Zhuang Qingzhou by hard work, but he might not be able to escape. After weighing the pros and cons, he shouted, turned around and ran towards the window where he came from.
"Bang."
Brother Zhuang opened the door. When the head of the security department saw his face covered in blood, he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
"Hurry up and call people to block all the doors. Someone is going to kill me." Brother Zhuang said as he raised his arms and ran out of the room.
"Pfft."
The strong man landed on his feet, glanced around, and disappeared into the woods very quickly.
PS: Dear friends, where is the monthly pass? Where is the monthly pass? Let the monthly pass come more intensely.