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Chapter eight hundred and fortieth spicy eyes

When Lin Hao drove out of Shikeng Village in his BMW

He has a hairy mole and his clothes have been changed into Wu Renyao's rustic suit. He looks like an uncle in his thirties!

After driving all the way, we quickly arrived at the Renaissance International Hotel.

Zeng Fan was already waiting for him at the door of the hotel. If Lin Hao hadn't taken the initiative to walk up to him, he wouldn't have recognized that the middle-aged man in front of him was the handsome and handsome boss Lin Hao.

The two whispered a few words to each other, and Zeng Fan drove away in Lin Hao's car.

Lin Hao took the room card given by Zeng Fan and entered the hotel. If he just squatted there, he didn't need three people. He could just let one person go home and rest, and he could flexibly take over the shift.

Lin Hao went up to the 19th floor of the hotel. This floor was full of business suites. No one walked around. There was an empty corridor, but it was very luxurious. There were crystal chandeliers on the ceiling and oil paintings by masters on the walls. He followed the room number on the room card.

I found the corresponding room, opened the door, and found that the lights were on but no one was seen inside. I was confused and suddenly felt a sharp and vicious wind on the side of my head!

Lin Hao's reaction was extremely fast. He lowered his head, reached out to the side, and firmly grabbed the opponent's arm. At the same time, he stepped lightly and pressed his shoulders against the opponent's body. He took advantage of the situation and threw the opponent over his shoulder.

At the same time as he came out, he also rushed forward like a shadow.

All the movements were done in one go, without any confusion, and the speed was lightning fast. Before the person who attacked Lin Hao could react, he had already pinned him to the ground, and his hands and feet were tightly entangled with him.

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Lin Hao took control of the situation and took a closer look. He found that he was suppressing a non-mainstream girl with heavy makeup, stars and moons painted on the corners of her eyes, a nose ring, an afro, and hip-hop attire. However, something strange

But he smelled a familiar fragrance in his nose, and asked doubtfully: "Monica?"

Upon hearing his voice, the non-mainstream girl who was suppressed below also understood, and asked with some surprise in her eyes: "Black-faced God?"

Lin Hao carefully looked at her eyes and found that although she had fake pupils, if he looked carefully, he could still vaguely see the black and blue pupils inside. Only then was he completely sure that it was Monica, and he was immediately furious.

Come on, "Why are you dressed like this! I can't even recognize you."

Monica also said angrily: "How can you be any better yourself? Do I recognize you again?"

Lin Hao said helplessly: "Didn't I tell you that I would come here in disguise?"

Monica snorted: "I also told you that I had disguised myself!"

Lin Hao said: "You——"

Monica had an angry look on her face, and she stretched out her hand to push him out of anger, "What am I? I'm about to be crushed to death by you!"

Only then did Lin Hao realize that he had been pressing her down. No wonder he felt so soft and comfortable on his body! Although he was a little reluctant to let go, he let her go and stood up to straighten the wrinkles in his clothes.

Monica also got up from the ground, straightened the hood of her afro, and then while patting the dust on her body, she kept rolling her eyes at him, which was called disgust.

Lin Hao turned to look at the mirror on the side wall and saw a yellow-faced man in a suit and an unconventional girl standing there. The feeling of dissonance was not great, especially since Monica had a stinky face, as if she was her own self.

I thought that the very fashionable middle-class non-mainstream was looking down on the old-fashioned middle-aged uncle, and I couldn't help but laugh.

Monica wasn't happy at all, but when she followed his gaze and saw the funny looks of the two of them in the mirror, she couldn't help it and burst into laughter.

Smiling away the grudges, the atmosphere finally relaxed.

Lin Hao took advantage of the situation and asked, "What's the situation now?"

Monica didn't speak, but motioned him with her eyes to follow her, leading him across the living room and into the room. She saw many complex instruments on the table next to her, and two screens were displayed on a laptop.

I looked over and saw a scene in the room. The camera was obviously shining in from the corner of the balcony. Although the angle was skewed and you had to tilt your neck to see straight, you could still clearly see a middle-aged man sleeping soundly on the bed.

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Another scene is in the living room. The camera is illuminating from the transom. A young man is lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. If he is not sleeping at this time, he must be keeping vigil.

Using a drone to launch two camera probes without alerting the two of them at all, and being able to clearly monitor the two of them, Monica is undoubtedly capable.

Lin Hao only glanced at the two of them and recognized them. They were the two Japanese people he saw in the mountains during the day! He picked up the big headphones on the table and listened. Disappointingly, he didn't hear anything.

So he asked: "Did they come into contact with anyone along the way?"

Monica shook her head and said, "No!"

Lin Hao asked again: "Where is the stone?"

Monica pointed to the living room table on the screen, "Isn't it right there?"

Lin Hao took a closer look and found that the stone he sold to them was indeed on the table. He Xinyu only split half of it and gave it to him, so this half of the stone was very easy to identify. If not, he might not have known which piece it was after looking at it for a long time.

That's right, because there is more than just this one on the table. There are also seven or eight complete stones placed on it. They obviously brought them from the mountains. After thinking about it, he asked again: "The identities of these two people."

Have you found it?"

Monica said calmly: "I just sent their photos to the farm, there is no news yet!"

Lin Hao's intuition told him that these two Japanese men were anything but simple. "Who do you think these two people are?"

Monica snorted: "No matter who he is, he doesn't look like a beneficiary of the stone collection!"

Lin Hao nodded slightly and took a closer look at the crew-cut man on the screen. He found that he was playing with his mobile phone and looking towards the door of the suite, as if he was really waiting for someone.

Lin Hao smiled slightly and stared at the screen. It seemed that this time he did not run in vain, and he would definitely gain something!

It was at this time that a "ding dong" sound came from the earplugs he was wearing. It was the doorbell of the suite! The crew-cut man on the screen suddenly became happy, got up and threw away his phone and ran to open the door!

Monica was full of expectations for the person who rang the doorbell, but when this person walked in from the door of the suite, she was very disappointed. Because the person who came in was a woman, and she didn't look like a serious woman!

Not to mention the heavy make-up on her face, her clothes are also revealing. Clothes like skirts originally have less fabric. The skirt on this woman is not only short, but also has holes in it. She looks like she is not wearing anything, as if she wants to expose all the flesh on her body.

Like. How could such a woman be so serious if she were not a young lady?

Sure enough, just as Monica guessed, after the woman arrived, she just chatted with the crew-cut man for a few words and then started to have sex. Even if the crew-cut man’s hands were restless and he touched the woman’s body randomly, the woman’s hands were also restless.

After a while, the two started to take off each other's clothes. After taking off their clothes, they started to have sex on the sofa in the living room.

The scale of the picture is really not ordinary eye-catching.


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