This is really interesting. The police department started to send people to stare at them?

Wilde thinks it is not.

The police department has very advanced surveillance equipment, making it easy to build a high-altitude silent drone or satellite lock surveillance, and it is safer and more effective than sending people to squat the pit.

I only started to squat on the opposite roof at midnight. It was already bedtime and I didn’t have time to find out what happened. It was not surprising that I was going to go to the house and started to do it!

To deal with two ordinary high school students, of course, it is the cleanest and cleanest at home!

Those who were waiting on the roof at this time must have never suffered Wilde's loss before, so it was impossible for Jensen and Marshall to make trouble again.

Even if these two high-tech elites ask experts to take revenge, they must change their methods. It is impossible to repeat the same mistakes in the same place.

Basically, it can be ruled out that Kazuo Fujiwara is too unprofessional to do things alone. Those who get to the police are not novice. If he wants to enter, he can apply for a search order.

During this period, I also contacted lawyer Johnson. Could it be that Julian was angry by Wilde's rights protection and was frustrated?

Don't rush to draw conclusions.

Wilde returned to the room calmly and told Leona about the situation.

Leona was in a spirit again: "What are you going to do? Cruise and catch them like last time?"

Wilde shook his head: "I just filtered it. It was impossible for Jensen and the others. The people in the Jihuo Club are already in a mess. There is no expert in them who can do such things. I can't think of anyone else who can do such things against us."

He didn't want to just hold Julian on his head without any evidence.

"So don't be reckless. If you are really from the police department, it's so embarrassing to expose it. Let's take a shower and sleep and wait and see what's going on!"

If the lights are turned on all night as usual, the other party will definitely be in vain and will give them a chance to take action.

Half an hour later, the two turned off all the lights and sat on the couch in the dark living room wearing death game tights.

Wilde smiled bitterly in the darkness: "Why do I feel like a secret prostitute, waiting for the guests to come at home in loneliness!"

Leona spat, thinking he was disgusting, and then leaned over, her chin against his shoulder: "Let's buy a few sets of warrior clothes tomorrow. I don't think it's auspicious to wear this death game suit all day."

Wilde felt strange: "The game of death is dangerous, not something unlucky. You Qingzhou is quite superstitious. There is also a saying that good luck or bad luck?"

"I am following the customs of the countryside. The spiritual body is immortal. Of course, the Qingzhou does not have such concepts." Leona gave him a blank look.

"If you think it's unlucky, you can take it off. I don't think the other party will mind you fighting naked."

"Okay." Leona was about to take off her clothes.

"Hey, hey, it's really good! You can't tell what a joke is?" Wilde quickly grabbed her arm.

"I think you can't tell what you should joke about. Do you think I am Lu Si?" Leona was quite dissatisfied: "Be careful when speaking in the future, what are you, ours, you are not from the Qingzhou?"

It seems that what Leona really has an opinion is Wilde's words and he often reveals that he does not agree with his previous origin and identity from time to time.

Wilde quickly changed the topic: "It's okay to sit like this anyway. I'll teach you the key points of the Six Styles of God Crying?"

"Go and go, there are key points to making up things? Don't say that I didn't remind you, just your charming six styles will attract all the gay men from the Federation sooner or later. Then you can wait to hold the chrysanthemum exhibition!" Leona's anger was not yet gone.

Wilde was amused: "You speak so badly. Where did you learn this? Children without a native family are so scary!"

The two of them talked softly for a while, stopped talking, and focused on the movement outside.

The other party was very cautious and kept waiting, not rushing to take action.

Wilde was bored while sitting, and began to carve his six ways of crying, removing some too fancy moves, making him look more masculine.

Leona simply curled up next to him, looking at the ceiling and wondering what she was thinking.

After a long time, she said leisurely: "I am becoming more and more confused as I live. If this person wants to kill us, what should we do later? Should I kill him with a tooth or a fine?"

Wilde was a little helpless: "It's not good to kill people. We have been targeted by the police department, but we are unwilling to give up after releasing them. After thinking about it, the only thing that can hurt the most is fine. But it looks like blackmail. It's really hard to be a good person!"

He sighed: "I hope it's a thief, everyone is relaxed."

Leona disagreed: "What stupid thief would think of stealing two students who rent a house? You can't be too soft-hearted, otherwise you will kill yourself."

Wilde didn't say anything anymore.

Until an hour later, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and Wilde heard a light sound, as if something was thrown on the balcony!

Wilde and Leona were both startled!

Is this a big shot to ask for directions?

But they quickly saw clearly that it was a flying claw on the balcony!

I have to say that with the revival of martial arts, some people who are too obsessed with it have become extreme behavior and look like idiots.

This person obviously wants to enter the room, so there are many ways to choose from. This kind of flying claws and ropes are definitely not a good way.

Even if it is hanging from the top floor, it is safer than this. Isn't he afraid that the flying claws will be cut off when the person arrives halfway?

The big reason why the other party chose this method may be because the poison of martial arts is too deep, and he thinks that doing this is more traditional and like a master.

Just like many movies, they throw away their weapons at critical moments and insist on using their fists to decide the outcome.

Another reason is that the two students were not taken seriously.

Using the flying claws, sliding directly from the twelve floor opposite to the ninth floor, avoiding the surveillance of the building, seems to be a very direct consideration.

The other party definitely didn't know that the building's security system was burned out and had not been restored yet, so there was no need to be so sneaky.

This alone can rule out the police department.

Wilde looked at Feizhao and wondered whether he was too strong. He didn't like these people, or was he lucky enough to meet some insignificant people?

In fact, Jansen and Marshall must not be said to be indifferent. The two divided their work and cooperated almost instantly to kill the Jinhuo Club, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Wilde and Leona couldn't help but get up and approach the balcony, then squatted in the darkness of the living room, looking up at the roof opposite, and enjoying how each other fell from the sky.

The moon in the sky is very bright and it keeps traveling among the clouds.

They were like two children who didn't sleep on Christmas Eve, ready to catch Santa Claus.

A figure appeared on the roof opposite!

The other party was undoubtedly good at this. After confirming that the fixation was safe, he leaped over the rope!

It was much faster than Wilde had imagined. Almost a black shadow was in a blink of an eye, and with a "click", a man was already squatting on the window!

The visitor was almost dressed up with Jansen and the others that day, with their heads covered in black, with only two eyes exposed, and a big sword on their backs!

It has to be admitted that Japan's cultural output has always been very successful, and ninja costumes have almost become the standard for night attack killers.

This is definitely not a thief.

After staying for so long, the ninja was already very confident that everyone had slept and didn't stop on the window for a moment, and jumped into the balcony!

Wilde stood up as he landed!

It was obvious that the ninja was shocked!

He never expected that Bruce Lee was lying in ambush in the living room!

Just as he was stunned, Wilde had already arrived in front of him!

The ninja was shocked again, why is it so fast?!

How did you come here?!

Neither of them made a statement.

Wilde didn't get it as well as last time, that's too boring.

He looked at the ninja and slowly played the first move of the Divine Crying "Holymn"!

Leona is in the living room: "I..."

The ninja was stimulated and his firepower was fully opened. He rushed over with a punch like a broken stone!

The balcony space was small and could not make any sound, so the ninja almost used his life to kill this pretentious little boy with one punch!

This is definitely a top-notch master. Wolde has limited experience in such heavy punches, but neither Jansen nor Marshall should be his opponents!

However, the ninja's eyes burst into tears, and the punch seemed to hit the air cushion, silently!

Wilde punched him a few times in the same lightning and took his sword!

He didn't have many punches, and he seemed to be playing tricks.

But the ninja's pupils were shrinking, as if he had seen his own death notice!

He understood that in any of the blows in between, even if the opponent holds a small knife with a pencil sharpening knife in his hand, he was seriously injured!

Especially the other party also picked his sword at the same time. He had never seen this speed in his life, and it was like a ghost!

The two of them were about to retreat!

Wilde's sword was not unsheathed, and the sword was straightened. Shen Zhi's second move "Soul Darkness" slowly turned towards the ninja again!

"If you walk six moves in my hand, I will let you go!"
Chapter completed!