From the direction of the bullet, I could tell that the man was hiding on the roof of the building next door.

Originally, I wanted to use my mobile phone to report to the official, but when I thought about the subsequent record-keeping and identity checks, I gave up.

After doing all this, Yu Tianjiao and I looked at each other and remained still with a tacit understanding.

There was no more gunfire.

After waiting for almost three minutes, the hotel door was kicked open, and Mr. Cheng rushed in with blood on his face: "Master Yu, he escaped, his skills are too great!"

We then stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Yu Tianjiao's men also arrived.

With a sullen face, she immediately asked people to surround the building next door. Nearly twenty or thirty doormen rushed up and began to search the entire building.

The hotel next door is also part of the hotel, so she naturally has this power.

I wandered around the room and picked up a bullet on the ground and looked at it. It was about 7.62mm and had very strong penetrating power.

But judging from the first shot.

It's probably not aimed at me.

Previously, I was still wondering if my identity was exposed and the Northern Camel Demon found someone to kill me.

But if you think about it carefully, such a low-level method shouldn't be enough.

In the eyes of those of us who know the art of ghosts and gods, using so-called thermal weapons to kill people is the most stupid and backward method.

Under the premise of knowing all the information about a person, it is easier to kill him without anyone noticing than to eat and drink water.

A piece of hair, a pen, a glass of water.

All can be used as a means of killing.

shot?

Not necessary.

So I concluded that people came here for Yu Tianjiao.

Just in time, she made arrangements and walked back to the room, and I asked, "Is she here to see you?"

She had a gloomy face, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I know who did it."

My expression changed: "Lingcheng Golden Eyes?"

She gave me a surprised look.

I guessed it right.

I said calmly: "Is it because of the pair of elephant ears made of porcelain?"

Yu Tianjiao looked me over, nodded slightly and said, "I asked my men to overthrow one of their strongholds, causing them to lose tens of millions."

interesting.

I'm not a fan of Lingcheng Golden Eyes. It's a good thing that they are deflated.

After all, they are in cahoots with Beituo Mohang.

"You saved my life, so I won't settle the previous debt with you." Yu Tianjiao said lightly: "You can go, I want to change clothes."

I nodded without stopping: "I'd like to remind you, don't make too much noise recently. Lingcheng Golden Eye is not someone you can offend."

Although I want to remind her to pay attention to the Northern Camel Demon.

But that would be too irrelevant.

It will also arouse her suspicion.

Unexpectedly, when she heard what I said, she sneered and said, "I don't need your teaching to do things. None of what a man says is true."

I finally understand.

This woman was deeply hurt by a man.

I laughed to myself, turned around and left the hotel.

On the way back to the dormitory, Fatty Dong called me and asked me how Huang Yuqing was. I told him not to worry and wait until I got back.

When we arrived at the dormitory, Qin Tianming didn't come back.

Just as I guessed.

Brother Jie was lying on the bed playing games. Fatty Dong looked worried. He came up and held me down and said, "Lao Yang, where did he go? Have you found him?"

I told him not to worry, and then said, "Fat man, you have to be mentally prepared."

Fatty Dong was stunned: "What do you mean? Something happened to Yuqing...?"

I shook my head: "It's even harder to accept than the accident."

Fatty Dong looked at me nervously: "Lao Yang, don't worry, I am very capable of withstanding pressure! Apart from being a cuckold..."

Brother Jie turned off the computer and turned to look at me.

I thought to myself, this should be no different from cuckolding.

"Speak quickly, Lao Yang!"

Fatty Dong urged.

I took out my mobile phone, opened the surveillance video, and put it in front of the two of them.

Let them see for themselves.

I didn't say a word.

Actually.

No need to say anything.

Neither of them should be fools.

really.

After reading this, Fatty Dong's face turned completely pale, as if he had become mute. His mouth was slightly open, but he could not utter a single word.

Brother Jie silently stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Fatty Dong murmured to himself: "Why...why...why did you lie to me? Lao Yang, am I dreaming, right?"

"I don't believe it, Yuqing is not that kind of person!"

"I don't believe it!"

People in love are all like this.

I smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say, but I still sighed: "Fat man, we are being tricked. Think about it carefully, did Huang Yuqing say she wanted to play mahjong, and then chose this chess and card room?"

Fatty Dong was startled and his face turned even paler.

Brother Jie took over the conversation and said, "Lao Yang, you are right. It was Yu Qing who said he wanted to play mahjong and then took us to the chess and card room."

"Originally, Fatty wanted to choose a hotel close to the school, but she changed her mind."

"I didn't expect it to be..."

Brother Jie didn't finish his sentence.

Fatty Dong suddenly became angry and punched the wall.

Fist, blood overflowed.

You can see how painful it is.

But his face was ferocious and he didn't say a word.

"Lao Yang, please help me."

"I want to find her and ask her clearly in person."

"Want it now!"

Hearing this, I hesitated for a moment but did not refuse.

This matter really needs to be asked clearly in person.

Otherwise, it really doesn’t make sense.

I understand what kind of temper Fatty Dong has.

A young man from a rich family finally turned around and vowed to marry that woman, only to find out that he had been betrayed.

If I hadn't arrived, I would have solved this problem.

Not only will this ten million have to be compensated, but there is also the possibility of offending a hanging hall master.

This matter.

Isn’t it more disgusting than cuckolding?

It is not difficult for me to find someone in the huge mausoleum city.
To be continued...