Being His Little Fox

Song Yi looked at him, holding his breath.

As a result, the man turned his foot and walked in the other direction.

Song Yi tilted his head and looked at his back.

Somewhat dumbfounded.

this is……? Which one to play?

Tang Si walked all the way to the back of the clubhouse.

From the little earphone in the cochlea, Zhou Liang's report came: "That person goes to the toilet on the first floor, boss, you go around the hall and block him."

"He should have a murder weapon in his bag, you should be careful to avoid it. I think this person has some anti-social personality."

Tang Si kept walking, his thin lips moved slightly: "What do you think?"

Zhou Liang did not have the ability to look at people before.

"Uh... Consultant Wen said."

Tang Si sneered: "This person can enter such a club. It proves that there is an invitation letter. If it is not a formal invitation letter, then he stole the invitation letter and pretended to be someone who came in. Go and investigate this matter. clear."

After he gave orders, people have already walked to the toilet.

It happened that the corner of the man's clothes disappeared at the corner of the toilet.

Tang Si walked in and hung up the repair sign.

In the toilet.

It was empty and didn't see anyone.

Tang Si was standing in the middle of the toilet aisle, the corners of his lips slowly forming a playful arc, so wild.

Play with him and disappear?

He lowered his eyes and slowly understood the cuff.

The whole person is calm and indifferent.

Suddenly, as soon as he lifted his head, his feet instantly rose into the air against the wall, and he stretched out his hand to drag down the person who was hiding above the door.

Flicked to the ground hard.

He is fast, and his moves are steady and ruthless, and he cannot be accepted by ordinary people.

The people on the ground still wanted to struggle. Tang Si was faster than him and kicked it horizontally, and the person was kicked out a meter or two.

The movements are clean and neat, and they are so smooth that they are not sloppy.

Tang Si's strength was not small, and many people couldn't help him with a full punch.

Not to mention this foot.

"Da da da—" He lay on the ground, only feeling that his internal organs were about to be out of place. His vision was a little blurred, a pair of straight legs, with steady and powerful footsteps, slowly approached him.

The sound of that step struck his heart hard.

With his arms on the floor, he wanted to get up, his back was suddenly heavy, and Tang Si's feet slammed on his back.

Bend slightly with his elbows on his knees, looking down at him, his eyes cold and sparse.

Tang Si moved his neck, and patted his trouser legs slowly. It was a bit ruffian and a bit serious.

Wild and upright.

With a cynical smile on his lips, he looked calm and gentle. If anyone watched him fight this fight, it would be hearty.

This is a unilateral rampage, a violent beauty that is highly appreciated.

Then slowly he said: "You run another one and let me see?"

"Let's talk about it, why did you send your finger? Someone ordered it, or was it a prank? How did the cat in the base get it?"

The people on the ground had hard mouths, a handful of bones, turned their heads, gave Tang Si a vicious look, and said nothing.

Tang Si rolled his lips: "Okay, there will be a way for you to say it later."

After all, let go, bend over and pull him up by the collar directly.

The next second, that person felt a cold on his wrist.

Handcuffs, coldly handcuffed his hands.

Tang Si clapped his hands, looked at him, smiled softly, his thin lips moved slightly, and stared at his eyes: "Intimidation..."

After a pause, it seemed that he was thinking about something. Looking at him, his lips smiled deeper: "Are you still attacking the police?"

He hooked his finger and hooked the chain of the handcuffs, and his peachy eyes lifted slightly: "Tsk."

"Sir, you, come with me."

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