As the footsteps got closer and closer, the first thing that came out were several German blackbacks with chains, and behind these blackbacks, three men in suits with micro-punches also followed.

Merely.

After turning the corner, the three of them unexpectedly didn't find anything, but saw the black-backed men running towards the garbage heap like crazy.

When the three of them saw this, they immediately stopped drinking.

No way, if you let the owner know that he has his pet dog and comes to feed them garbage and gnaw leftovers, then you don't have to think about it to know that the other party will definitely chop himself up as dog food!

"Damn, this group of hairy animals, it's really a dog that can't change its appetite, and I want to even affect my grandfather."

The three of them cursed in a low voice as they stopped the black backs.

Until they are quiet, he immediately leads them away from the back wall.

staring at the enchanting of the whole process from a distance, I was so frightened that I almost couldn't help but pull the trigger directly several times!

It wasn't until those people scolded the blackbacks to leave that the enchanting finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but slump a little for a few seconds.

And the nerves that were originally tense also relaxed a little.

So.

Where did Wang Lang go?

Well, from the non-stop pungent stench in his nose, he was indeed in the garbage pipe.

I saw him supporting his left and right sides with his hands, and his feet were also pushing both sides.

Although it was sticky and disgusting, Wang Lang still had to climb up little by little.

Fortunately, they had such a climbing event when they were training, otherwise, not to mention the stench, the sticky and slippery walls alone would have given him a headache for a while.

After climbing about four meters upwards in this way, Wang Lang finally found that an exhaust fan appeared in front of him, and it was not difficult to guess from the greasy on it that it should be the ventilation hole in the kitchen.

At this time, it was also in use, and the unpleasant stench mixed with the smell of oil smoke made Wang Lang can't help but almost spit it out.

But he still had to stop, then took out his saber and began to disassemble the huge exhaust fan in front of him.

There was no way, he was running out of strength, and it was no longer enough to support the garbage inlet on the third floor.

However, this does not mean that Wang Lang is useless, if it is a dry pipe, the qualification standard for each member of Longmen is to climb to the fifth floor in one breath, not to blush, not to breathe, not to mention Wang Lang, who is already a regular team member.

But it's different here, the four walls are full of dirt accumulated from oil, and if you climb an average of one meter, you will fall down ninety centimeters, which is not a simple distance of four meters and three and a half meters, but a distance of several squares!

For just one meter of distance, Wang Lang needs to climb up an average of five times! And the physical strength required on greasy walls and dry walls is not ordinary, and it is equivalent to the sum of several times the consumption!

That's why he chose to go into the ventilation duct here and take a little rest by the way.

With the removal of the screws, the knife was bitten between the teeth, and with a twist of one hand, the exhaust fan was turned outward, leaving only two screws fixed on the pipe, and then with a strong support of both hands, it was drilled into the ventilation pipe.

At this point, I finally had time to catch my breath.

Although the air inside still made him almost suffocate, he was fortunate to be able to curl up inside and rest.

After about two minutes or so, Wang Lang started to climb again, and the more he got inside, the stench became lighter and lighter, which made Wang Lang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this way, after crawling back and forth in the pipeline back and forth for more than ten minutes, Wang Lang finally reached the third floor.

Although there were a few exhaust fans in the middle, they were all quickly removed, which made Wang Lang can't help but start to be a little glad for his previous choice, compared to the outside, at least it is much safer here.

After counting about four rooms along the pipe, Wang Lang successfully came to the top of Zhijiao's room.

And when looking down through the blowhole, Zhijiao was still standing at the window, looking anxiously there.

Seeing this, Wang Lang immediately took out his saber and prepared to remove the air holes.

Merely.

Just as he was about to make a move, the lock of Zhijiao's room was suddenly twisted, and the latter sensed movement behind him, so he immediately put the lamp back in its place, and then pretended to start dressing up in front of the small mirror.

The door opened.

What came in was a strong man with a slight punch in his hand, about one meter and nine meters tall, and when he saw Zhijiao, his eyes only showed a trace of greed, but he quickly covered it up.

Then he said expressionlessly: "Miss Zhijiao, dinner is ready, and the owner and Mr. Fierce Cat asked me to invite you down." ”

After saying that, he began to wait quietly.

It's just that just as he finished speaking, a little lime powder suddenly fell, and then fell on the left side of the strong man's face.

The strong man wiped his face with some confusion, and then prepared to look up.

"Yikes!"

With a coquettish cry, the strong man, who was still planning to raise his head, immediately turned his somewhat puzzled gaze back to Zhijiao's body.

Zhijiao was a little nervous in her heart, because she saw that just now, the originally stationary air hole had obvious traces of movement.

Zhijiao, who guessed wrong, immediately screamed, and then successfully attracted the attention of the strong man.

"Excuse me, what's the problem?"

The strong man looked at Zhijiao with some doubts, and then asked puzzled.

"It's nothing, I mean, in fact, I just want to ask you what color clothes your master likes, so I can show him what kind of clothes I can wear."

Zhijiao looked at the strong man with a calm expression, and then asked.

And just as she was asking, she saw that after the stomata was removed, a hand suddenly stretched out from above, first gestured a few times, and then stretched out three fingers, signaling Zhijiao to start preparing.

"What color? I'm sorry, but I don't know much about that. “

The strong man thought for a moment, and then said bluntly.

"That's ...... So does he like red? ”

Zhijiao looked at the hand on it that had been compared from three fingers to one finger, so she couldn't help but smile and ask.

And while asking, he walked towards the strong man with a step.

"Red?" The strong man was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously asked.

Merely.

In the second he was stunned, a saber was suddenly thrown out of the blowhole!

Seeing this, Zhijiao immediately reached out to catch it before the strong man could react!

And Wang Lang also hooked the air hole with his legs, then hung upside down, and then stretched out his hands, followed by directly hugging the other party's head!

"Phew!" "Click!"

Two soft sounds, almost at the same time.

Zhijiao stabbed backhand, and instantly cut off half of the palm of the strong man holding the trigger diagonally!

And Wang Lang also took advantage of the situation to twist the other party's neck.

Speaking of this, it seems to take a long time, but in fact, the cooperation between the two is less than a second.

All the actions, like flowing water, in one go!

There is no stagnation in the middle, as if they have been partners for many years.

It wasn't until the strong man fell that Wang Lang above swooped down from the blowhole.

"How are you?!"

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