The situation is worse now.

Our previous plan was to cause chaos at the scene, pretending to throw Ming Douchi Qianyao Wancheng into powder and get away with it.

But Shoehorn Face has already stolen the real bowl.

Even if our plan succeeds later, if he suddenly takes out a real bowl, it will be completely ruined.

This is a real bowl.

Everyone in the Laoliang Gang knows everyone.

I can even guess the general meaning of shoehorn face.

He would definitely say that Yan Xiaoyue had actually lost the sacred bowl a long time ago. By some chance, Nanmen Hall discovered the sacred bowl and quietly got it back.

Although this statement is too coincidental.

But as long as you find a few random people to testify swornly, you have no idea whether it is true or false.

Yan Xiaoyue didn't know how to explain it at all.

There is no use in explaining.

The most important thing is.

In this way, Yan Xiaoyue not only committed the crime of losing a sacred object, but also committed the crime of deceiving the entire Laoliang Gang, and will die an even worse death.

I thought about it carefully.

There are currently two situations: first, the real bowl is on the shoehorn, and second, the shoehorn places the real bowl on someone else.

If it's the first case, I have to replace the real bowl without anyone noticing, and then I'll see him get slapped in the face.

If it is the second situation, this will be very uncontrollable, because there are too many people in Nanmen Hall, and they don’t know who the shoehorn put the bowl on. I can only knock the shoehorn out now and knock him out. Throw it to the rooftop of the hotel, so that he cannot direct the lottery at the scene and watch every step.

Time is already very tight!

I immediately turned around quietly and quickly returned to the corridor.

At the other end of the corridor.

I found the bald Zhu who was swinging his legs and smoking a cigarette in the bathroom.

Bald Zhu saw me suddenly turning back and his eyes widened: "What's going on?"

I said: "It's too late to explain!"

"There's a guy in the men's room at the other end of the corridor who's defecating. You go there quickly and do something to make him become a fool for a short time. I want to find something on him, it's very important!"

When the bald Zhu heard this, he immediately threw away the cigarette butt: "Fuck! Aren't you testing my artistic level?"

After finishing speaking.

Bald Zhu immediately pushed the trolley and quickly walked to the other end of the corridor.

Arrive at the door of the men's bathroom.

I can already hear the sound of water flushing inside.

Shoehorn was still humming a ditty.

"...Oh, big brother, big brother, how are you? After many years, do you have a home you don't want to leave..."

I stood outside the bathroom next to the sink.

Bald Zhu pushed the cart in.

There was a "bang" sound.

The door to the squatting pit should have been opened by Bald Zhu.

"Brother, are you okay?!"

"Damn it! You are so crazy, who are you calling me brother?! I haven't even put on my pants yet!"

"I have to clean the house. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Are you constipated or are you counting poop balls?"

"Go to hell..."

The words are not finished yet.

Shoehorn seemed to have his throat stuck and couldn't speak.

Bald Zhu said from inside: "Come in quickly!"

I quickly walked in.

I found Shoehorn standing stupidly on top of the squatting pit, his eyes were extremely misty, and he looked like a demented person. He had put on his boxer briefs, but the belt of his outer pants had not been tied yet and had almost fallen to his ankles.

The thumb and index finger of Bald Zhu's right hand were rubbing a few inches in front of the shoehorn.

There seemed to be black powder on his fingers.

We don't know what he used.

Anyway, it’s cool!

I quickly turned over the package hanging next to Bald Zhu.

Open it and take a look.

Inside was a bunch of things wrapped in old newspapers. When the newspaper was opened, it was an explosion-proof plastic film. Underneath the film was silk cloth, and a precious bowl was clearly visible in the cloth.

The patina is thick, the color is bright, and there are thousands of veins.

Ming Doucai Thousand Seams Bowl!

I was immediately overjoyed.

The second worst situation did not happen!

He immediately took out the bowl.

Bald Zhu Da said anxiously: "Brother, are you okay?!"

"There are still more than ten seconds left, I can't hold on anymore!"

I turned around and looked, and there was nothing next to me.

Take another look at Bald Zhu’s trolley.

There are family planning supplies for replacement hotel rooms.

I simply took a box of this stuff, put it inside the silk cloth, and then wrapped it again with the explosion-proof film and newspaper outside.

In that moment.

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind.

Should we give up the previous bowl-smashing plan and give this authentic Doucai Thousand-seam Bowl directly to Yan Xiaoyue?

But he immediately rejected the idea.

The main reason is.

Temporarily change the battle plan.

It will bring a lot of uncertain factors.

At that time, it will be very difficult to control the scene.

I gave the bowl to Bald Zhu: "Keep the things safe and everything will proceed as planned!"

Afterwards.

Let's evacuate immediately.

Bald Zhu pushed the trolley and ran frantically to the other end of the corridor.

I quickly went downstairs.

After a while.

I was next to the flower gate and saw Shoehorn Face coming down with a package in his hand.

This guy looked confused and kept rubbing his neck, as if he had just woken up after being drunk.

Using the Caimen people’s methods.

Shoehorn face must have forgotten everything that happened in the bathroom before.

The ceremony of the Laoliang Gang has begun.

Yan Xiaoyue looked around for me. When she saw me coming, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and whispered, "Why did you go so long just now?! I was a little scared when you weren't here."

Yan Xiaoyue still doesn’t know.

She has fallen into the trap set by Yan Xiaoguang and Shoehorn Lian.

I said: "There will be a good show to watch later."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoyue swallowed her saliva, turned around and walked out of the flower gate.

She went to prepare for the colorful bowl ceremony.
To be continued...