Super Treasure Bag

Chapter 670

Looking at himself in the mirror, Da Yan felt so dazed that he was at a loss. He has always been a strategist and a person who knows everything clearly, although he has experienced some things that seem strange to him.

However, today such a thing must be the first time.

Aren't you on the phone with Sun Ye? Where's the phone?

And... where is this?

what's the situation?
But these questions, accompanied by a slap from behind, all buzzed.

The feeling at this moment reminded Big Pipe of something that happened a long time ago. He was falling asleep in class, and then he was hit from behind by the class teacher, and his brains would fly out of his ears.

"You... Shi Dali! Am I dreaming?"

Suppressing the pain, Big Pipe turned his head, and at the same time saw the face staring at him from behind, he was stunned for a moment.

Of course he knew this person, just like what he said to Sun Ye on the phone before, he held Shi Dali's information for too long to analyze, so of course he would not be mistaken for this person's appearance.

At the same time, there was Yi Hong beside him.

But this kind of thing is very weird, why did I come here?
This is so unscientific!
"You'd better return the statue to me before you dream, or I'll blow your head off with scissors feet!"

A deep voice sounded, Teacher Shi's current mood urgently needs to be released.

The Nyaka statue is in the hands of the pipe-smoking man, basically the facts of the whole case are very clear, he stole the statue!

If one word were used to describe the scene at this moment, it would undoubtedly be that people have stolen the money!
"not me……"

With his mouth open, the pipe-smoking man was about to say something, but before he could finish his sentence, Yi Hong pounced on him.

Good guy, the old man looked like a vampire with red eyes, which made the pipe-smoking man tremble.

Originally half of his body was still inside the box, and because of his inner nervousness, it was impossible to resist anything, so Yi Hong snatched the statue.

Carefully putting the statue aside, Old Man Yi seemed slightly relieved.

If it is true that the statue disappeared in his hands, it would be a huge blow to Yi Hong, and it is estimated that he might be devastated and feel extremely guilty.

"What else do you want to say? Tell me your background and the person who assigned you to do it."

Looking at the pipe-smoking man again, Shi Dali asked.

Although it is said that the things have been found, it is still necessary to find out who did it.

When he came to Beijing this time, Teacher Shi could also feel that the responsibilities on his shoulders were really heavy, especially those eyes hidden in the dark. Maybe there would be a surprise attack at some point, such as the statue being stolen.

So now that one can be caught, it is natural to ask clearly.

"Hehe, although I don't know what method you used to bring me here, my professional ethics in the industry is notoriously tough, so even if you kill me, don't try to get me out of my mouth." What news did you get inside?"

Gritting his teeth, he snorted coldly, and at the same time raised his head at a 45-degree angle. The big cigarette butt at this moment was full of stubbornness.

Just as Shi Dali took a step forward to think of a solution, Yi Hong stopped him.

"pass it to me."

With such a simple sentence, Yi Hong made a phone call to the front desk of the hotel after he finished speaking.

After a few words, it took about ten minutes, the door was knocked open, two large boxes were brought in, and they were placed on the ground, it seemed that the waiter was already sweating profusely.

When they left, Yi Hong directly locked the door and walked over step by step.

At this moment, the pipe-smoking man suddenly felt a little flustered. He also knew that Yi Hong was a genius doctor, but he was really a little unclear about what he was going to do next.

Especially in the two boxes in front of me, God knows what's in it?

"Hehe, no one has died in life since ancient times, so keep your loyalty and history. Even if I die with a big pipe, I will never say a word!"

Sneering again, Big Pipe simply closed his eyes at this time.

He thought of many images of heroes, the man who rushed up to block the hole in the fire, the man who would rather die in the fire, and the man who blew up the bunker...

Yes, his work ethic is tough, no doubt about it.

Of course, hearing that Yi Hong had already started to unpack the boxes, Big Pipe couldn't help but open his eyes and take a sneak peek.

Just this one glance made his whole body go numb.

Both boxes were full of silver needles, long and short, thick and thin. Just by looking at them like this, we can almost be sure that there are at least [-] of them.

"What... are you going to do?"

Seeing that Yi Hong didn't speak, and came up with a silver needle, the big pipe really started to tremble.

However, without saying a word, the silver needle just stuck out.

Then I felt as if a certain valve in my body was closed, and I couldn't speak after following the big pipe.

……

Half an hour later, Shi Dali stood by the window, looking at the bustling scene outside, feeling a little sad for a moment.

He has been watching this scene for a long time, and it is a bit boring to be honest.

However, he doesn't want to turn back.

So oozing!

Good guy, use the imagination of a normal person to think about what kind of scene it would be if every part of the body was covered with silver needles?
That's right, at this moment the big pipe looks like a hedgehog, standing there motionless, but Yi Hong's hands are not vague at all, and the silver needles are one after another.

Obviously, this miracle doctor was really angry, and now he is probably regaining the feeling of practicing against a dummy.

Poor Big Pipe, whimpering and struggling, but Yi Hong ignored him at all.

"Old man Yi, I think...it's about the same?"

Finally, he couldn't help turning his head back, looking at the appearance of the big pipe again, Shi Dali's molars shook, and then asked Yi Hong.

"This person's bones are hard. I think I need to add a few more. No one in life has died since ancient times. Keep your loyalty and history..."

Shaking his head, Yi Hong said.

"I think there seems to be no place to insert it."

"It's okay, I haven't taken off my pants yet. If he figured it out, he would definitely say it. He hasn't said anything until now, so he probably hasn't figured it out yet."

Waving his hands casually, Yi Hong held a handful of silver needles towards the big pipe again.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in his ears, Da Yan felt that his heart was about to be broken, and tears flowed from his eyes. The sadness and grievance, pain and despair in it were really beyond the comprehension of others.

He wanted to say something, but could he say it?
This old guy sealed his mute point with the first injection, clearly not giving him a chance to speak!
Now... I still have to take off my pants!

(End of this chapter)