The Zhang family's reaction was too fast. Almost in an instant, all the windows opened immediately. The cool breeze blew in from outside and the smoke dissipated within five minutes.

"Did anyone come in and attack?" asked Hai Xing in the smoke, "Is there a few heads?"

"No, they are all there."

"Damn, do you want to be fooled by me?" Zhang Haixing was almost angry and shouted at me, "I told your friend to come out quickly, I have a kind of fighting with me alone. This kind of pediatric trick is useless in front of us!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Haike suddenly asked her not to move, and then we saw a laser spot flashing on her forehead.

A laser light emitted by a laser sight shot in from outside the window that had just been opened, firmly on her forehead. No matter how she moved, the sight moved.

"Wu Xie, tell your friend who we are, and we apologize to him and tell him not to act rashly and cause misunderstanding sacrifice."

I looked at Zhang Haixing. She had completely calmed down and looked at me without saying a word.

The Zhang family has been in the upper hand for too long, and I'm afraid I haven't experienced such a bitter taste in a long time. However, where did the fat man get such a powerful gun?

I saw that it was pitch black outside, and the fat man must be in a very far place, so the guards did not notice it. But in this way, I didn't know how to communicate with him.

"Don't move." I suddenly remembered a bad idea, "He couldn't hear what I said, I must tell him with actions that you are your own person."

"What action?"

I slowly leaned over, came to Zhang Haixing's side, and turned my face over. She panicked and said, "What do you want to do? If you dare to act rashly, I will not be able to spare you even if you shoot your head."

"Don't worry, I'm different from you. I'm a civilized person." I said.

As he said that, he leaned over and used the back of my head to block the laser point on her forehead. In an instant, Zhang Haixing moved away at an extremely fast speed.

I felt funny when I looked at it, so I turned around and did a few fine moves, then pulled Zhang Haike over and did various good moves. The two of us looked exactly the same, and that scene must be fun.

The laser point wandered around us and finally disappeared. Even I was relieved. Zhang Haike said, "Please come over with your friend! He passed the test and is indeed a very powerful person."

I laughed loudly, turned my head and saw that the strong Tibetan man next to me had untied the rope, sat on the sofa on the side drinking butter tea, and said, "It's over like this? Fatty, I haven't had enough fun yet."

I watched in surprise as the strong man wiped off the oil paint from his face with his clothes, and his chin almost fell off.

Hai Xing turned to me with anger: "Didn't you say I caught the wrong person? You two united to indignate me,"

The strong man put all his makeup on, tore off his beard and said to me: "Tacly understanding, do you know? This is the tacit understanding of comrades."

It's indeed a fat man.

I calmed down and said to myself: Dog Damn's comrades tacit understanding, how could I recognize you when you disguise yourself as you do this? But I can't show my timidity, so I laughed to the sky and patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Who is that person outside the window?" Zhang Haixing asked.

"It's the son of the owner of the guesthouse where I live. It's not a laser, but a small toy. It's used as a teaching stick when teaching." The fat man said, "You are so confident. I'm innocent and have no combat power at all. How could I let him come here alone? I've put a wiretap machine on him long ago." As he said that, the fat man took out a small thing from my pocket, which turned out to be a cigarette I bought at the convenience store. The fat man tore off the cigarette and put it under the packaging, revealing a small instrument: "I can hear whatever you say. Girl, you are too young and are no longer suitable to stay in this society. Go back and practice."

Zhang Haixing's eyes turned red with anger, and she turned around and left.

The fat man tore open the packaging of the cigarette box, took out the cigarette and lit it, and said, "My girls are girls, but they can't rely on their penis." Suddenly, he was stunned, picked up the cigarette box again, looked at it himself, and took out something from it.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"There is also a wiretap, which I didn't put."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless red dots of laser sights shot in from various places outside the window, and everyone was lit.
Chapter completed!