The gossip crowd expressed that they were very depressed, because they squatted against the wall for a long time but got nothing, and the point is-in order not to be conspicuous, they still lie in a vertical row... Are they so super tired?There is wood!

Hua Xiao sent them out one by one just for the sake of peace?Fart!This villa is so big, can't you change it quietly?Why does Mao have to be here?Why?They are almost dying! !

Of course, they didn't get nothing at all. At the beginning, they clearly heard the sound of a person's body falling to the ground...

Takeshi Momoshiro couldn't help poking Echizen Ryoma under him: "Hey, Echizen, are you sure that the sound of the human body falling to the ground we heard just now is not a hallucination? But why don't they talk if there are people?"

Echizen Ryoma was almost speechless: "How do I know...don't worry about that, Momoshiro-senpai, how many people are there? It's so embarrassing..."

Taocheng took a cursory glance at the top, and then said haha ​​with a guilty conscience: "Fortunately, there are not many people, ahaha, haha..."

——Takeshi Momoshiro guaranteed with his wild animal intuition: the number of people should not be within the range of Echizen's psychological tolerance, well, for sure.

Uncle Atobe originally upheld his gorgeous style and disdained to participate in this kind of "tapping", but when he took a step and a half, his ear nervous system sensitively caught the word "human body landing sound", his eyes rolled, and suddenly His face was pale, and he couldn't help asking: "Ah, is the number plural?"

Takeshi Momoshiro replied reflexively: "It should be, because the vibration seems to be more than one. Hey, why are you asking this?"

Uncle Atobe didn't speak, but his complexion was turning blue, and he stopped walking. This kid obviously remembered the assassination.Although it's not far away, it's a pity that it's not Hua Xiao, that evildoer, who is in danger.

Bu Er also looked back with great interest: "Does Xiao Jing know something? Tell me and listen."

"Ah, nothing."

"..." Hey, Mr. Atobe's perfunctory is too obvious ==!

Liang Xia glanced outside the door, and couldn't help the black line: This breathing sound is too heavy... Do you think they don't exist?In order to make her first meeting with her friend more comfortable in many years, she suggested: "Let's go outside and talk, a lot of things have happened, and we don't feel too tired to talk standing up."

Hua Xiao ignored them completely, and murmured: "As you like, let's go to the bar."

In exchange for success, Liang Xia gave her a contemptuous look: "Why pretend to be deep, have you not had a drink for a few days because of the presence of underage children? One month? One and a half months?"

"Ahaha, you still understand me," knowing that Liang Xia was reminding himself, Hua Xiao withdrew his gaze from his friend all the time, and returned to his heartless look, saying seriously: "But strictly speaking, yes One and a half months, seven days, fifteen hours, nine minutes and 11 seconds." After speaking, he glanced at the clock hanging in the living room.Well, one second is right.

Liang Xia was also really surprised: "Well, it's really hard for you. I'm a little surprised that you can bear it until now. Could it be that you are serious about them this time?"

Hua Xiao didn't seem to have heard the question, and had already jumped out of the window, "Hey, don't run away, you're serious! Uh... I seem to have forgotten something, what is it?" Liang Xia didn't care so much, and immediately chased after him , clearly showing great interest in the answer.

Forgot what?

——Nonsense, the corpses of those assassins.

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