[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

There is an obvious benefit of sharing the bed with Poker-Face, that is, I finally dare to sleep soundly.But the moment the cell phone rang beside the bed, I woke up immediately by conditioned reflex.

The caller ID turned out to be "unlucky guy Xiao Wangmeng". I glanced at the notification bar and found that the current time was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night.

At this time, Wang Meng will look for me?

I frowned, and when I turned around again, I saw that Poker Face had already half sat up, looking at me silently.There's no need to bother Poker Bottle with this kind of private matter.

I said, "I'm sorry, little brother, I forgot to turn on the mute." I pushed him back to let him sleep for a while, put on my underwear, went into the corridor, closed the door behind me, and walked away some.

Wang Meng's voice was a little breathless, and he seemed to be pretending to be calm:

"Boss, something happened in the store. Just now I heard a noise downstairs and got up to check. Someone! I don't know how they broke through the guards arranged outside. There was no movement before!"

"Are you still upstairs in the suite?"

"Under the bed. Boss, have you... have you met some difficult enemy again? I can't chew you, so I come to your shop to play with you? I... I plan to jump out of the back window and escape immediately. I should be able to OK."

I just wanted to tell him to "be careful, no one in the store is important", but when I cleared my mind, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

First of all, although Wang Meng has matured a lot in the past few years, the experience of these few years has also made him have a psychological shadow on things like night raids in his heart, so can he really be so calm?

Secondly, the accident in the store in Hangzhou does not only mean that there is such a childish and green-headed enemy who smashed the place to vent his anger, but also means that the whole situation in Hangzhou is out of control. It is impossible for Wang Meng not to know this. During the training, his first reaction was definitely not to ask me, the handsome boss who wandered around the world with the head of the Zhang family, but to directly ask Erfan from the same family for help.

So now there are only two possibilities:

First, Wangmeng has been hijacked by unknown forces, and he had to make this call because of some price, the purpose may be to attract my attention or give me a warning about the latest changes.But I knew Wang Meng much earlier than Fatty and Poker Ping, and I knew him very well.For an unlucky kid like him, no matter how mature he is, the kindness in his heart will not be lost.If he really called me with no conscience, he wouldn’t talk so much, and his voice would definitely shake—this is his own little problem. I caught him when he lied to me for a raise a long time ago. Come out, and his problem, except for me, no one knows - then it is very simple, there is only one possibility: this guy is not Wang Meng at all, my mobile phone is being monitored and switched!

What does this mean?My number and mobile phone are all given by Xiaohua. Even if he looks at the road in terms of technical support, he is also one of the best.Then the other party is not only a skilled player, but also has strong economic strength, and has such a group of highly professional teams under his own banner.

The first one I thought of was the power that was about to move overseas.In the years when I was not stable, they did right with me, but in recent years, their movements have not been big, most of the personnel have been purged and gone overseas for rest, and the shelf left behind is just a shell. .What is the purpose of other forces doing this?

——These conjectures may seem complicated, but they are actually just a matter of one thought.

Thinking of this, I quickly glanced at the surrounding environment:

When I booked this room, I chose a quiet orientation.Outside the house door is a common hotel corridor, with a row of glass windows at waist height on the side for daily lighting, without curtains.There are no big trees outside the window, only a construction site, which is very empty, and there is no way to hide people - these are the things I saw right at the time.

But while I was listening to Wang Meng’s call, I was afraid of making a noise, so I deliberately walked a little further away. The corridor in front of me turned a corner, and outside the window was a six-story residential building—the commanding height and surveillance point. Too many places.

Almost at the moment of thinking through and being alert, I had already taken the step of turning.At that moment, I felt a long-lost heart palpitation!

——This sense of crisis was tempered by the blind in the early years, and it saved my life many times between life and death.

Almost reflexively, I threw the phone with the screen still on into the distance. I jumped forward, rolled over in a panic, and squatted halfway to hide myself behind the wall.

What happened next happened frame by frame in slow motion, almost before my eyes.

All I could hear was the voice of "Wang Meng" yelling "Boss! Boss! What's wrong with you? Talk!", followed by a deafening "Crack!" sound from the glass above the head being blown apart by bullets.I held my head and watched helplessly as the mobile phone that was still spinning in mid-air just now was pierced by a stream of light and suddenly shattered!

I broke out in a cold sweat, and the opponent's reaction was also very fast. If I missed a hit, I immediately changed the bomb.I was afraid that this broken wall would not be able to stop the penetrating power of the heavy sniper bullets. If the opponent penetrated, they would be able to shoot me in the head, but I didn't dare to move after much deliberation.

At this moment, the door next to the room suddenly opened a crack. From my angle, I could barely see a woman in a nightgown standing inside the door, rubbing her eyes. Maybe it was woken up by too much movement on our side. , thinking it was a drunken person causing trouble, and wanted to open the door and scold to vent his anger.

——You don’t come out early or late, you choose this time to come out, but you can’t blame me.

I kicked hard on the ground and slammed into the door with my fastest speed. Before the woman could react at all, I had already slammed into the door.I hooked my foot along the castration and closed the door.

This series of actions is so smooth and smooth, I never thought that I could complete such logical thinking and stress response in less than a minute and a half since I stepped out of the room.

I was not polite, and gave myself a 10 in my heart, and began to think about the chances of winning the first and second elder brothers in my lifetime by being the blind man and Poker Bottle respectively.

In fact, this kind of distraction at critical moments is the most common problem I make. It was once praised by Heiyan and Xiaohua as "the syndrome most likely to kill Wu Xie".But I have experienced all kinds of training by the blind man and several other Wu family masters, and I have not been able to completely change it. There are fewer distractions at critical moments, but it is not certain that one day I will still make mistakes when my brain is pumped. The master was so anxious that he lost his hair and had nothing to do, it could only be attributed to "this is a common problem of smart people, the innate skill of the Patriarch of the Wu family".

But this time, before I lost my mind and killed my young master, I heard a heart-piercing scream.

As soon as I looked up, the woman was half sitting on the ground, her eyes were terrified, as if she saw a scourge, and the scream made my teeth ache.

I wondered what to cry, do you think the target is not big enough?I'm not interested in women.Besides, even though I didn't wash my face when I woke up in the middle of the night, how could my master's handsome face look like Ximen Qing's?In any case, it must be Lin Chong!

The woman has a good lung capacity, and she kept screaming there, and when she was tired from screaming, she took a breath before continuing.

I stood up, and just wanted to go over to appease and save trouble, but just as I stepped out of the first step, there was another gunshot!I only felt a tinnitus, and a gash had been wiped open on the left side of my face. When I touched it, half of my face was covered with blood.

I was sweating white hair again - the group of people outside didn't care about other people's lives.

This woman can be regarded as my involvement, and in principle, I really can't just leave it alone.I rushed forward and threw her down, tightly covered her mouth with my right hand, and led her to roll a few times, close to a corner of the room.

She was already crying in fright, and while struggling hard, she raised her knees and tried to kick me off. Just as I wanted her to shut up, I heard another gunshot outside——strangely, the gunshot didn’t hit her. Not the room I was in.

The next moment, the door was kicked open, and a black figure flashed in and kicked the door. After borrowing strength from the ground, he quickly jumped to the corner of the other side of the wall to cover himself.

It's a stuffy oil bottle.

He glanced around quickly, and finally stopped his gaze in my direction.

It was supposed to be a joyous reunion, but I still feel that this situation is a bit subtle: first of all, in the middle of the night, a woman was firmly under me.And the most terrible thing is that this woman is obviously extremely reluctant, twisting and struggling desperately...