Chapter 1,754 A strange combination of circumstances and lack of skill
A large number of onlookers gathered in the exhibition hall of the Confucian Temple to watch the fun, and Heipi was even chatting with the security guards.
The security guards surrounded Hei Pi: "Let's go to the security room and explain things clearly."
As he spoke, two security guards stepped forward and grabbed the black leather clothes.
Heipi pulled away the security guard's hand and pointed at the security guard: "I told you not to move your hands or feet, if you want to fight, don't you? Come on, come together! Come on! X your mother!"
Heipi suddenly kicked the male fairy down, turned around and ran away. The security guard shouted and chased after him.
Everyone in the exhibition hall followed him out to watch the fun.
Brother Dao looked at his watch and looked back towards the display cabinet.
Xiaojun was facing away from the jade display cabinet and using the master key to open the lock of the cabinet. There was sweat on his face. Without opening it, he pulled out one key and replaced it with another key.
At this time, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.
It was actually the international thief Mike. He said: "Friend, this is not yours. You are not professional enough."
Xiaojun turned around in surprise, turned around and ran away.
Mike took out the key from the keyhole and glanced at the display cabinet with a confident smile.
At this time, two security guards ran back, and one security guard scolded the other security guard: "Leave your post, leave your post."
Brother Dao looked at the door suspiciously, but Mike disappeared.
Sambo, who was locked over there, climbed into the bandit's room. Sambo stood on the glass door: "Is there anyone there?"
No one responded. He entered the door and saw a mess on the table. Empty cigarette boxes, leftovers, and Coke cans were spread out on the table. Sanbao pursed his lips, picked up a can of Coke from the table, and opened the door.
The door closed, and the big box in the corner moved and fell to the ground with a "pop".
At the front desk of the guest house, several beautiful girls were sitting on the wooden sofa, looking at Sambo who was wearing only underpants across from them.
Sanbao leaned in front of the counter awkwardly and urged the waiter: "Hurry up."
The receptionist buried her head in text messages: "Zhao, where are the keys? Hurry up?"
A little girl holding a Mickey Mouse balloon passed behind Sambo, staring curiously at Sambo's pants embroidered with Mickey Mouse. Sambo subconsciously pressed closer to the counter. He pulled away the Coke in his hand angrily and took a sip.
, he accidentally glanced at the words on the lid: "Fifty thousand."
Sanbao was shocked! In the courtyard of the Confucian Temple, Brother Dao, who had a mustache, disguised himself as a cleaner and pushed a large trash can into the courtyard.
Brother Dao placed the trash can in a corner near the exhibition hall where there were many people. He knocked on the trash can and said, "Wait for Heipi." Then he turned and left.
A man walked by and threw a banana peel into the trash can.
It was Xiaojun who was peeping out of the trash can with a plastic bag on his head. People passed by the trash can from time to time and threw some banana peels and other sundries. Xiaojun held his breath and endured the pain of the garbage. He heard someone coughing phlegm.
voice, and raised a newspaper above his head.
Bao Shihong buttoned up his clothes and hurried into the exhibition hall, and the male fairy followed him to report the situation.
Bao Shihong turned around: "Just dropped a blue flower?"
Male Immortal: "Old Wang said it's worth a hundred."
Bao Shihong: "So many people didn't catch him, and he was allowed to run away in broad daylight?"
Male Immortal: "That grandson can run faster than a dog!"
Bao Shihong and the male fairy came to the jade display cabinet that was surrounded by visitors: "Okay, it's okay, just keep an eye on your position."
The male fairy turned and left. Bao Shihong looked around the situation and was about to turn away. He glanced at the showcase through the gap in the visitor's body and was stunned for a moment. He pulled away the visitor and came to the showcase, and suddenly found
The cigarette butts he left on the display were exposed.
He suddenly raised his head, his face turned pale, and he felt a little dizzy for a moment, and his figure was in a trance. He turned around and pushed away the visitors and walked out, his eyes searching the flow of people in the exhibition hall. The images of everyone around him were deforming, and flashes flashed before his eyes.
Countless weird pictures...
Bao Shihong walked towards the door in a daze, looking extremely lonely and helpless. He looked up and saw the four King Kong, looking ferocious.
Feeling dizzy, Bao Shihong fell backward.
Back in the guest house room, Bao Shihong slumped down on the bed, closed his eyes for a moment, and opened his eyes to find a note on the bedside table.
He took the note and looked at it.
Close-up of the note: "Baotou, we have money, wait for my good news."
Bao Shihong suddenly sat up from the bed, his pupils dilated. The camera entered Bao Shihong's eyes.
At Sanbao's house, Bao Shihong hurriedly walked through the messy Tongzi Building.
Pushing open the door and walking into the dark and crowded room, I walked straight in. Grandma was holding a medicine jar and pouring medicine into a water glass.
Grandma Sanbao: "Hey, are the buns here?"
Bao Shihong looked around the simple inner and outer rooms and found Sanbao's mother lying on the bed.
Bao Shihong turned around: "Where is the Three Treasures?"
Grandma Sanbao: "Why don't you show me the exhibition hall all the time... I can reimburse you for the medical expenses... You have to watch the stone carefully, everyone in the factory will be pointing at it!"
Bao Shihong looked around and suddenly felt a little sad: "I know, it's okay, I'm... leaving..."
When Bao Shihong left, grandma's voice sounded: "If nothing happens, don't let Sanbao come back..."
Apparently Sanbao's message misunderstood Bao Shihong.
He had no idea that Sanbao believed it entirely because of the fraud tool of that gang of thieves.
At dusk, by the river, the unshaven Bao Shihong was sitting alone by the river, smoking, holding a note in his hand, cigarette butts in front of him, his mobile phone aside, and his absent-minded eyes looking at the river under the blurred neon lights of the city.
Xiaojuan came over and handed over a box of Caohual lozenges: "Stop convulsing, your throat is speechless, go to the hospital."
Bao Shihong stuffed the pills into his mouth and swallowed them directly.
Xiaojuan took the note from Bao Shihong's hand.
Bao Shihong: "Why didn't I notice it at all? Why is this child so obsessed with things? How can I explain this to the factory?"
Xiaojuan looked at the note: "Is this his handwriting...or should I call the police?"
Bao Shihong smiled bitterly: "Call the police? After calling the police, Sanbao is finished! His grandmother is still waiting for him to be sent to death, and everyone in the factory knows that our security department is raising thieves!..."
Xiaojuan: “Where can I sell it?”
Bao Shihong threw away the cigarette butt: "Look for it, you must find it back, even if you go to BJ!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The whistle came from the river.
In the capital, in front of Tiananmen Square, the lonely Three Treasures lingered under the lanterns and watched the flag-lowering ceremony.
Back outside the Confucian Temple, the streets were deserted late at night, and a wild cat walked by.
Wearing a night suit, Heipi lurked into the sewer and covered the manhole cover.
The big Mercedes came to a slow stop on the street.
Mike chewed gum and turned on the computer. A picture of the exhibition hall appeared on the screen. He looked at it while loading the tools on his body.
The depressed Bao Shihong came outside the Confucian Temple with a cigarette in his mouth. He saw the Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the Confucian Temple, so he dropped the cigarette in his hand and walked towards the Mercedes-Benz angrily.
Mike took out his mask and gloves and was about to put them on.
Bao Shihong suddenly appeared outside the car window with a livid face, patted the roof of the car vigorously, and then looked in through the windshield in front of the car.
Mike looked at Bao Shihong outside the window to calm himself down. He dropped his mask on the ground, glanced at the computer, and looked at Bao Shihong at a loss.
Bao Shihong was angry: "As for that? It's just three thousand yuan! Are you tired of staring at you here day and night? Are you so cheap?"
Mike couldn't hear clearly what he said.
After Bao Shihong finished speaking, he turned around and left angrily.
Mike was stunned for a moment, confused, and looked up at himself in the rear mirror.
Hahaha!
The interesting thing about "Crazy Stone" is that many times, chickens and ducks talk.
For example, Sanbao and Bao Shihong, such as Bao Shihong and Mike.
In the Confucian Temple, Xiaojun fumbled for a cigarette butt in the trash can, lit it, and took a sip quietly, staring at the two sleeping security guards lying in the exhibition hall.
Bao Shihong walked over angrily and kicked the booth. The voice-activated light came on and a harsh alarm sounded.
The security guard stood up in panic: "Who? What person?"
Bao Shihong said seriously: "It's closed! You all come here."
A security guard turned off the switch inside the stone lion.
Bao Shihong turned around and left, and the security guard followed him out.
In the trash can, Xiaojun watched the security guard go out through the gap. Xiaojun looked at the electronic watch on his wrist.
At the same time, in the sewer, Heipi tried to push open the manhole cover of the Confucian Temple, but found that the manhole cover was welded tightly and could not be pushed open. He took out his mobile phone and dialed, but there was no signal. He changed his position and pushed harder. But Heipi could only
Return to the channel!
The security guards were chatting in the duty room of the Confucian Temple!
Security Guard A: “The last time we saw each other was yesterday, right??”
Security guard A continued: "Maybe it was the day before yesterday?"
Security Guard B: "Yesterday, didn't we watch the football match together?"
Security Guard A: "The game was the day before yesterday!"
Security guard B: "The day before yesterday? No, right?"
Bao Shihong looked at the security guard in front of him distractedly. He was holding his hair with one hand. The monitor next to him went dark for a moment. Bao Shihong patted it and returned to normal.
In the exhibition hall of the Confucian Temple, a photo is placed in front of the probe.
Xiaojun poked half of his head out of the trash can and learned a few cricket sounds, but no one responded. Xiaojun retracted his head and looked at his watch, his expression a little anxious. He stuck his head out again and learned a few cricket sounds.
, suddenly saw Mike wearing night clothes and sliding down from the beam with a rope. Mike continued to slide down and came to the top of the jade display cabinet. He hung in mid-air and quickly opened the cabinet door with the master key. When he was about to take the jade, he unexpectedly
I found that the rope was not long enough at the end, and it was just one foot short of reaching the jadeite.
Mike glanced at the rope and complained in a low voice: "I'm going to knock your lungs out, you mainlander!"
He reached out and took out a razor from behind, took out the chewing gum from his mouth and stuck it on the tip of the razor. He reached for the fake jadeite, and just when he carefully touched the fake jadeite and slowly lifted it up, Xiaojun suddenly appeared and ran over quickly.
In front of him, one hand took off the fake jadeite from the knife, and the other hand pulled off Mike's hood.
Xiaojun recognized Mike: "Who am I talking about? You!"
He took out another piece of jade from one of his pockets: "This is for you, do you want it, don't want it! Then put it down!"
Put the jadeite you brought back into the display cabinet and close the lid.
Mike raised the hand holding the picking knife and prepared to throw the knife.
When Xiaojun saw it, he quickly pushed Mike, who was in the air, and Mike spun around.
Xiaojun looked at him: "Playing with knives? You are so fucking professional."
Mike held up his dinner knife and looked at Xiaojun spinning around.
Xiaojun said, pulling Mike's leg hard: "You fucking Spider-Man!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Xiaojun turned on the alarm device just now, ran to the door, took the stone hydrangea next to him, and rolled it along the red carpet in a standard bowling posture. The hydrangea hit the floor and the alarm sounded. Xiaojun waved to Mike,
He disappeared into the night. Mike could only desperately grab the ring on the rope and climb back to the beam.
Bao Shihong rushed in with several security guards. Mike found that he could no longer return to the skylight.
Bao Shihong looked around: "Search!"
The security guards scattered.
Bao Shihong stood in front of the showcase and suddenly looked up. There was no one on the crossbar. Bao Shihong lowered his head and stared at the jade inside.
Gently close the cover of the air exhaust vent next to the beam.
Bao Shihong became a little angry: "We will search until dawn!"
He suddenly felt uncomfortable and held his stomach. Apparently he had fallen into his old habit again.
In the other side of the pipe, Mike crawled dizzily until he came to a fork. He thought for a while and finally crawled toward the vent on the left. There was dirt everywhere in the pipe mouth, and Mike's head was covered with ash.
He stretched his head over first, and then slowly pushed his shoulders over...
Mike's chest was squeezed at the mouth of the pipe, but he couldn't get through it no matter what. So he tried to go back, but he couldn't go back, so he was stuck at the mouth of the pipe. Mike felt bad.
At this time, on the big screen, the screen was split up and down, Mike in the cross-section ventilation duct and Hei Pi in the cross-section sewer, the two were simply inseparable brothers.
Bao Shihong hurried to the toilet and stood in front of the urinal with a painful expression. He could not pee. He suddenly lifted his pants, shook the pipe of the urinal desperately, kicked the urinal, and then took out the medicine bottle in his pocket.
Throw it to the ground and step on it hard with your feet.
The pipe burst and water splashed everywhere. After venting, he calmed down a little and faced his wet self in the mirror.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bao Shihong smiled bitterly: "I can't even pee, fuck, you idiot!"
As he spoke, he suddenly punched the mirror.
Xiaojun succeeded and handed the jade to Brother Dao, but Brother Dao had no idea that they had replaced the real one with a fake one.
He looked at the fake jadeite in his hand with satisfaction, and then kept kissing the fake. He carefully put the fake into a box, picked up a wine bottle, and drank from it.
Xiaojun put down his mobile phone: "Still not in the service area."
In the sewer, Heipi, with a muddy face, held up his mobile phone and looked around for a signal. The phone showed that it was not in the service area. Heipi held the phone in his hand and pushed the manhole cover above his head with all his strength, but the manhole cover did not move. The camera moved up,
One of the wheels of the Mercedes-Benz happened to be pressed against the manhole cover.
Heipi's miserable look was similar to Mike's.
The cell phone on Mike's waist kept vibrating.
But his two hands were stuck outside the mouth of the pipe, and his body was stuck inside the mouth of the pipe. He was already asleep. Mike woke up and continued to struggle.
On Director Feng's side, Director Feng stood in front of a big table with a pile of building blocks, observing the sand table playing with a group of buildings. He picked up the model of the handicraft factory building, then put down a model of a skyscraper, and then placed it on the top of the model.
Take down a four-sided clock model.
Siyan hung up the phone: "Don't answer! We agreed to deliver today!"
Director Feng looked at his watch and said relaxedly: "Isn't it enough to panic over the smallest thing? Stay calm!"
He moved to a pavilion on the roof of the building and said confidently: "Look, how about combining Chinese and Western styles?"
Looking at the sand table with four eyes, he exclaimed: "It's so creative! How could I not think of it!"
At this time, Si Yan's phone suddenly rang, and Si Yan quickly answered it. Si Yan: "Hello, who is..."
