A box of arms, although there is no heavy weapon such as a brick butcher knife, is enough to deal with ten or eight tails. Thinking of this, the corner of Xu Qing's mouth twitched twice, and he reached out and took a handful of old weapons from the box.
The M7 Army Spur snorted out of its sheath, and deliberately scratched the single-edged edge with the thumb pad.~~
"Bald! Brother, I just realized now that you are so smart. You have a box of arms in the car and you are still doing driving skills? You are deliberately torturing me, right?" Xu Qing spoke slowly while playing with the military spike in his hand towards the driver's seat.
Let’s go, the bald driver’s face turned green with fright.
"Brother, my dear brother, can I call you uncle? When we were driving, I really forgot that there was such a box of treasures in the car. Besides, there was too much noise on the street, right?" The bald driver said with a stifled expression.
It turned into a bitter gourd skin, wrinkled to the point of pimples, and the gores appeared one after another on the body, one layer disappearing and another appearing.
Xu Qing smiled evilly and said: "Don't be nervous, I won't stab you. I just want to help you shave the stubble on your bald head. It will look like a peeled hard-boiled egg. It feels good when you shave it."
good."
The bald driver was so frightened that he quickly bowed and said: "Brother, we were wrong, okay? If you really expose my Tianling cover, who will help you drive there later? Besides, you don't know the road..."
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Xu Qing wrinkled his nose, poked the spur into the sheath with his backhand, buckled it on his waist, opened the door and jumped out, turned around and winked at the bald driver and said, "Stay there, don't go away." Then.
The guy nodded like he was pounding garlic and wanted to punch a hole in the windshield.
Xu Qing stopped at the corner of the street less than 200 meters away from the main door of Wayne Hotel. He found that the number of black suits in front of the door had continued to increase. At first, there were only two or three kittens, but now there were actually a full number of them.
There were more than a dozen people, but fortunately, this group of people still pretended to be deep-minded. They were standing around the main door with their heads down, looking at people with the corner of their eyes. Two of them were staring at the big people entering and leaving the hotel.
The girl's ass looks fiercely.
These guys must have smelled something and figured out that this young world gambling king has some kind of undetermined relationship with the theft of the God Triangle. If he shows up rashly now, he will be taken to a secret interrogation first.
I was determined not to take this risk.
There was an endless stream of guests coming in and out of the hotel. It could be seen that these guys who looked like gangsters had not alerted the people in the hotel yet. After thinking about this, Xu Qing decided to make a bold attempt and asked the fat director James to help.
I found a place where I was hiding and dialed James's phone. After only two rings, the guy answered. He exaggeratedly said in a slightly trembling voice: "Oh! Dear Mr. Gambler, can you hear me?
Your voice is really exciting. I feel that the sun is particularly bright today..."
The fat director is very good at patting horses, and he is very close to the state of invisibly patting horses. However, his exaggerated tone makes people feel refreshed. If he keeps practicing, he will become an expert soon.
Now that Xu Qing was asking for help, he also smiled exaggeratedly and said: "Dear James, it is also pleasant to hear your voice. I wonder if you can do me a small favor?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help shaking like chaff all over his body, trying to smooth out the gores all over his body.
James smiled and joked: "I am happy to serve you, but please don't let me steal the aliens from Area 51."
Xu Qing also laughed and said to himself, this fat director is really funny. I really let you steal people, but they are not aliens.
"Dear James, I want you to prepare three sets of Arab clothes, two for men and one for women. It is best to have two wigs and beards secretly sent to my room, and then hire a few from the hotel.
The Arabs came out with them..."
Xu Qing whispered a not-so-clever plan. James on the other end of the phone heard it in confusion. Fortunately, there were many Arabs in the hotel, so this was just a piece of cake.
James patiently listened to Xu Qing's plan, and then asked seriously: "Xu, are you and your friends in trouble? I heard from Meng De that many unidentified people have come to the hotel entrance in the past two days.
The stranger is not looking for you, right?"
As the hotel security manager, Meng De couldn't have noticed that there was a group of men in black outside the hotel with ulterior motives. However, they had not entered the hotel, so there was no need to send someone over to ask for their identity. Just tell them to be careful.
Xu Qing smiled and said: "They are just a group of guys who are looking for money. What I asked you to do should be fine, right?" Since the fat director didn't know the identity of the person who came here, he didn't bother to point it out, so he just acted like a timid guard.
The wealthy gambling king is fine.
James smiled and said: "Of course, no problem. Your friends will walk out of the hotel in ten minutes. Goodbye, my friends."
Xu Qing hung up the phone and immediately dialed He Shang in the room, asking him to change immediately after receiving the clothes, pack up his things and meet at the corner.
I lit a cigarette and waited patiently with my back against the wall. It didn't feel bad for ten minutes. However, the place where Xiao Xu stood was too awkward, which attracted many passers-by's wary looks. They all avoided each other for fear of not getting there.
Gass is also known as the City of Sin, and those who hide in the nooks and crannies of the wall and smoke smoke are usually people with ulterior motives!
After the two cigarettes were burned out, a group of Arabs talking and laughing loudly came out of the hotel. The men were all in high spirits. The only woman wearing a black gauze was walking behind the men with her head lowered. Xu Qing could see it at a glance.
It turned out that she was Huang Pulan, and the two bearded men walking in the front chatting and laughing were none other than He Shang and Liu Meng. These two guys were chirping and croaking, pretending to have won a lot of money, and He Shang would raise money from time to time.
He picked up the black suitcase in his hand and patted it a few times, with an indescribable sense of pride on his face.
"You brat, your acting skills are really not that bad..." Xu Qing laughed and cursed in a low voice, and began to observe the movements of those in black suits.
The men in black suits had obviously noticed this group of careless Arabs, but they did not step forward to stop the interrogation. Just as Huang Pulan lowered his head and walked past the two black suits, one of the white men with a sharp face suddenly wrinkled his brows and raised his nose.
After two quick movements, Xu Qing noticed that this guy's pupils shrank sharply, and a sharp cold light flashed through him.
Oops, I've been discovered! A thought flashed in Xu Qing's mind, and he rushed out and waved his hand at the three people. The sharp-eyed He Shang was the first to see it, and suddenly he heard a shout in his ear: "Run!
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Without any hesitation, the three of them rushed towards where Xu Qing was standing. When the man in black suit who was guarding the door of the hotel came to his senses, he had already run out a hundred meters away. The white man with the sharp face reacted fastest.
He bent his waist and pressed his hands on the ground, then kicked his body back and jumped out like a cannonball, then rushed towards him like a wolf and a pig...