Cultivation of Diabolic Beasts by Relatives and Friends

In mid-October, Xia Wei's civil service examination results came down. Duan He was already mentally prepared to accept a crazy bad result, and even thought of consolation words. Personally, he just happened to take the No.3 exam.

Xia Wei hugged Duan He and laughed wildly three times, "I'm such a genius! Brother and brother, come, to celebrate my nomination on the gold list, let's have a bridal chamber festivities! Jiujiujiu......"

Duan He was upset to see him so happy, so he pushed him away with a serious face, "Isn't it too early to be happy? There is still an interview! Look, the fourth and fifth grades are about the same as yours, so you will be rejected in the interview."

Xia Wei collapsed, sobbing, moved to the corner to squat down, and drew some pictures on the wall, "I want to draw a dog, kill No. 4 and No. 5..." conjured up a Dao talisman and pasted it on the wall , "Pineapple jackfruit, Xiaotian dog, come out! Kill that...and brother, what's the name of No.4 and No.5?"

Duan He tore off the Daoist talisman and tore it up, "Try pretending to be a Taoist again!"

"People, I didn't pretend, I was a Taoist priest in the first place."

"Shut up!" Duan He lowered his face, "Prepare for the interview well, it won't be so dangerous if you get No. 1 in the exam, can't you make a difference? It's useless."

Xia Wei hugged his knees, buried his face in his arms and cried, "I knew it, I'm worthless, I can't do anything well in this life, I've worked hard, but I still can't pass the exam; and brother, I I am so sorry……"

Duan He immediately softened his heart, and persuaded in a good voice: "That's nothing, you did well in the exam, whether you can pass the interview or not, you did your best; don't cry! I made a mistake, I apologize..."

Xia Wei raised his head, without a single tear on his face, he smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, pouted his octopus mouth and rushed towards Duan and squinting, "Duan and baby, let's have sex!"

Duan He wept silently in his heart, why am I still being played by him...

Xia Wei excitedly took off his clothes and pants quickly, and sang: "Take off your pants, let me touch your waist, your buttocks are white and tender, like the full moon on the tree..."

Duan He thumped the bed angrily, "You are enough! Just do what you want, don't sing nonsense!"

Xia Wei "wow" bit Duan He's little brother, and with a little force, said vaguely: "I love you, so I will eat you!"

"It hurts! Let me go..." Duan He grabbed his hair, "You crazy, can't you just learn from normal people?"

Xia Wei suddenly became serious, with tears in his eyes, "He brother, you don't love me anymore, and you still miss others when you have sex with me..."

"I..." Duan He was dumbfounded, "How can I miss others? I just want you to learn from normal people..."

Xia Wei covered his face and cried bitterly, "You said I am abnormal, what is abnormal about me? Am I impotent or premature ejaculation?"

"No, I'm just..." Duan He was halfway through his defense, then suddenly came to his senses, and slapped him on the head, "Are you pretending enough? Don't drag it down!"

"Fuck, fuck..." Xia Wei hugged Duan He's leg with a smile on his face without any emotional transition, "Honey, let's come up with some innovative positions!"

Duan He said with a dark face, "It's very innovative if you engage in a normal position once!"

Xia Wei crossed his hips and raised his gun to go into battle, "Since you said so, we will practice in the ultimate trolley pose today."

"What do you mean 'since you said so'? What did I say?" Duan He was furious.

"Be good, be good, good brother, let me love you, little brother, don't worry, let's lubricate, lubricate first..." Xia Wei couldn't help but put up Duan He's legs, dipped some lubricant on his fingers, frizzy poke in.

Duan He struggled uncomfortably for a while, and had no choice but to give up, burying his face in the pillow, woohoo, how nice it would be for me to find a normal person to fall in love with, this pervert...

The commercials were being broadcast on TV, Xia Wei pulled out his finger, replaced it with a real one, and pushed it in slowly. After a few pumps, he used it for two purposes, freeing up his hand to pick up the remote control, "I'll change to a program that is more suitable for the atmosphere of sex Bar!"

Duan He bit his lips, "Don't play tricks on me, just turn off the TV..."

"Don't baa..." Xia Wei tuned to the Journey to the West broadcast by the children's radio station, "This one is more emotional."

The two worked passionately for a few minutes, Xia Wei changed his posture, turned Duan He to face himself, bent down and kissed, "Duan He, I listen to you in everything, why don't you treat me better? "

It's rare for Xia Wei to be so affectionate, Duan He put his arm around his shoulders, and wanted to say something soft, but the TV was too noisy!

Wukong yelled wildly: "Master! Master..."

Tang Seng shouted tremblingly: "Wukong, save me! Wukong..."

Xia Wei moved vigorously on Duan He, intoxicated with himself, "Duan He, I love you..."

Duan He: "..."

On the TV, Bajie’s snorting nasal voice came: "Brother Monkey, this, how can this be good..."

Wukong burst into tears: "Master! Father..."

Xia Wei kissed Duan He's lips, "Honey, I love you to death."

Duan He took a deep breath and spit out four words: "Change the channel for me!"

Xia Wei was so excited, he picked up the remote control and flicked it randomly, then held Duan He's hand, interlocked his fingers, and murmured: "Baby, you are so sexy..."

When the channel was switched to a men’s soccer replay, the announcer shouted hoarsely: “Pass him, pass him! Right back, what are you doing? Center forward! In this situation of blocking from left to right, dribbling the ball into the penalty area...Ah! Grab it! Yes! Close shot, close shot, close shot! Oops...so bad..."

Duan Helei, what a disgusting feeling...

After the dumbfounding incident, Duan He pulled the blanket to cover himself, too lazy to move; Xia Wei beat his waist and said, "Little fairy, I'm about to be squeezed dry by you."

Duan He rolled his eyes at him with only a sliver of strength left, "You pervert."

Xia Wei crawled over and hugged him, "Jiu Jiu Jiu" kissed a few times, "Duan He, shall we celebrate the first anniversary of our acquaintance in a few days?"

Duan He nestled into his arms and replied concisely: "You are sick!"

Xia Wei held a lock of short hair in his mouth and chewed it with relish, "It's a bit salty."

Duan He got angry, "Nonsense! It's all sweat, can you not be salty? You can eat your hair too. If you are sick, go to the doctor!"

Xia Wei didn't answer.

"What kind of moth did you come up with?" Duan He raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Xia Wei stared at the TV thoughtfully, without saying a word; Duan He turned his head and saw that the news of the city was being broadcast on the TV, and there was a coffin on the screen, with a line of words in the lower left corner: Sky-high price Tang Dynasty agarwood coffin The starting bid is [-] million!

"What's going on?" Xia Wei asked, "Is it the coffin in the Tang tomb?"

Duan He was dumbfounded, and panicked: "I, I haven't seen the real thing before? Ask me, how do I know!"

Xia Wei listened to the announcer finished broadcasting the news, swept away his usual laughing and idiot face, and had a bad face, "It's Du Youshan's auction house! Did you see that? Duan He, I said that the lackey of the profiteer is unreliable, he is really mean!"

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At the same time, Duan Sha was among the people who heard the news. He and Bai Weiyu were having a midnight snack at a food stall on the street. The greasy black and white small TV on the small table opposite was too old. The screen was covered with snowflakes, but the sound was still clear.

Looking at the blurry TV screen, Duan Sha had mixed feelings in his heart, he couldn't tell what it was like.

Bai Weiyu looked at the TV, the news just ended, he couldn't see why, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

Duan Sha downed a glass of beer, put the glass down, stood up and wanted to leave, "I have something to do, you should go back first."

Bai Weiyu grabbed Duan Sha, "What's the matter?"

"Work overtime." Duan Sha spit out this sentence, feeling a little guilty, why should I make excuses?

Bai Weiyu didn't doubt that he was there, "Pay the bill, get out!"

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At the banquet held by Du Youshan, Hong Andong, the president of Tianxia Real Estate, showed great face and attended the meeting. When he pushed a wheelchair into the venue, he attracted everyone's attention.

The name of the person in the wheelchair is Han Qian. He used to hold several important positions in Tianxia Real Estate. At least half of the people who attended the banquet have dealt with him; If he wants to take advantage, of course, he will also adopt a gentle policy. Every move can benefit Tianxia Real Estate, which makes people both fearful and admirable.

But everything was in the past. Many gossip said that Han Qian was already paralyzed after being shot. The shooting case was quite famous and everyone had heard about it. Naturally, gossip is full of strange things; the Hong family has always had a deep connection with the underworld. I just don’t know why Hong Andong offended Mr. Peng, and was blocked by snipers in the parking lot as a living target. Thanks to Han Qian who blocked a shot for him, he saved his life; , was in a coma for more than half a year, and only recently woke up.

Standing outside the crowd, Wu Jia looked coldly at those social celebrities surrounding Han Qian and pretending to ask for his health, feeling pity for him in his heart.

In the face of everyone's "concern", Hong Andong talked about Han Qian's situation without any concealment, and he was as happy as a fool; Wu Jia used to think that Hong Andong was as wise as a fool, after all, he should not be a simple role to be the richest man. I really feel that this nouveau riche is completely lucky, and his brain capacity is in urgent need of large-scale development.

Han Qian was sitting in a wheelchair, expressionless, emaciated, and so thin that he looked very pitiful; everyone watched and discussed like monkeys, and every word he said in front of Hong Andong was well-intentioned, but who Know what to say when you turn around?

Han Qian in the past was something people could never forget at a glance. He had an outstanding appearance, a handsome and soft face, sharp eyes, and a refined temperament. However, he never joined in the fun in crowded places, and he was very low-key. But inexplicably exuded a stern and arrogant attitude; Wu Jia was a little bit in awe of such a proud son of heaven, but more of jealousy, he and Han Qian had no friendship, and Han Qian might not even think highly of Du Youshan, so how could he think highly of him? A little bodyguard?

When we met in public before, Wu Jia would always avoid and make way, and humbly say, "Hello, Manager Han." Han Qian nodded and walked over without looking sideways, occasionally showing a professional smile meaning.

A person has a capital to be so proud. Once this capital is destroyed, what will happen?Sitting in a wheelchair, Han Qian looked like two different people. His empty eyes drifted away for a long time, and finally fell on Wu Jia. After staying for a moment, he drifted away. There was no emotion in his expression, whether it was angry or hurt, sad or bitter?No one can tell.

Wu Jia put his hands in his pockets, looked at it for a while, couldn't bear to look at it again, turned around and left; now things are different, what Han Qian thinks, he can't guess, if it were for him to be down to this point, he would rather die than He would show his weakness and helplessness in front of outsiders, and he would not allow an idiot like Hong Andong to push him around for exhibitions.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, Wu Jia took out the mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, it was Duan Kill; he paused for a while, walked to the balcony and connected: "Hello, hello."

"Wujia, it's me, I want to talk to you about something."

"I know you have something to ask me, I can't leave now, you tell me!" Wu Jia turned around and leaned back with his hands on the railing.

Duan Sha didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly, "What happened to that wooden coffin?"

Wu Jia exhaled silently, "The news is very clear."

"I just came here to ask you after seeing it!" Duan Sha was so tight in his chest that he asked, "Wu Jia, didn't we agree not to move that coffin?"

Wu Jia said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I can only follow Du Youshan's arrangement." It was indeed agreed, and his intention was not like this, but the matter is a foregone conclusion, what's the use of meaningless explanations?

Duan Sha suppressed his anger, "Wu Jia, you were not like this before!"

Before?Why are people always comparing the present with the past? It's really ridiculous and sad!Wu Jia smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Back at the banquet venue, Du Youshan walked over and grabbed the armor, "Where did you go? I can't find you anywhere."

"It's on the balcony."

"Is that auction invitation finished?"

"Well, I have ordered the people below to come to deliver the invitation in person."

Du Youshan lowered his voice: "The invitation to Hong Andong has been withdrawn."

Wu Jia frowned slightly, "Didn't you say that he is so rich and stupid that he can buy everything?"

"Stupid boy, don't even look at what we're photographing now." Du Youshan slapped him affectionately on the head, "That nouveau riche knows Chen Xiang? It's unlucky for him to even look at the coffin! He bought it? Do you want me to break up with him?"

Wu Jia nodded, "Yes, I will ask someone to withdraw the invitation."

Du Youshan hooked his shoulders and said with a smirk: "So Hong Andong and Han Qian were married! The prodigal sons are showing their wedding rings there; do you want it? I'll buy one for you too?"

Wu Jia turned his face away, "Boss Du, what are you busy with, what are you busy with?"

"Tsk, you won't even give me a nice word, you're annoying." Du Youshan took advantage of no one around, squeezed his chin ambiguously, turned his head and blended into the crowd.

After Wu Jia made a call to his subordinates, he saw Han Qian sitting alone on the sofa in a corner of the venue; the design of the venue imitating Western European style was complicated, and the sofa was colorful and rich. Han Qian's pale face did not match everything around him. A withered plant has almost lost all vitality and color, only a pair of eyes still have a little light; Wu Jia followed his gaze and looked into the crowd, and saw the overwhelmed Hong who was surrounded by Yingyingyanyan. Prodigal son.

Why do people have to be so determined?Wu Jia's eye circles were a bit sore, he walked up to Han Qian and sat down, calling out, "Mr. Han."

Han Qian glanced at him out of the corner of his eye as a greeting.

Wu Jia didn't know what he wanted to say to the other party, and after greeting him, there was nothing to continue, and there was a long silence.

Han Qian held a glass of yogurt in his hand, and Hong Andong inserted a straw into the glass for him, but he didn't take a sip, just holding it meaninglessly.

Wu Jia pulled out the straw and inserted a bendable straw into it, persuading: "Mr. Han, it's relatively dry here, let's drink something!"

Only then did Han Qian turn his head slightly, raised the corners of his mouth politely, then lowered his eyes, held the cup close to him with difficulty, opened his mouth and closed the straw.

"Mr. Han, pay more attention to your body, don't think too much, and be nice to yourself." Wu Jia didn't understand why he felt so much emotion when he saw Han Qian. In all fairness, as a bodyguard, would he block a shot for Du Youshan?

Don't think too much, be nice to yourself; if you can't even persuade yourself by saying this kind of words, why should you persuade others?

He stood up and took a deep breath, afraid that the other party would hear his sigh, so he exhaled shallowly and said slowly: "Mr. Han, the days are still long, you will recover."

Han Qian didn't respond to him, and he stopped persuading him, and walked away.

Celebrities gathered in the venue, the fragrance was lingering, the topics they discussed on the surface were high-sounding, and the private intrigues were extremely intense. Everyone was obsessed with glasses of wine and talked and laughed happily. The buffet that was comparable to a full banquet was wasted in vain; The endless table turns, honey sauce rabbit, roast suckling pig, braised abalone, etc., no one has touched at all.

Du Youshan drank a lot of wine, turned over like a crab and held Wu Jia's hand, "Where did you go?"

"Didn't you ask me to notify the people below to withdraw the invitation?"

"So long on the phone? I won't let you stop drinking in the future, don't hide." Du Youshan rubbed the back of his hand with a smile, "Oh, I asked Hong Andong, marriage is not complicated, money is easy to do, Shall we try it too?"

Wu Jia stared at him neither humble nor condescending, "Boss Du, is it fun to tell such jokes every day?"

Du Youshan suppressed his smile, "I'm not joking with you, I want to marry you."

Wu Jia moved his lips and suddenly smiled, "Okay!"

Du Youshan is a horrible person, but sometimes, his childishness is very similar to Du Mao, so childish and cute, Wu Jia can't bear to beat him; anyway, this old guy and that little guy have the same virtue, 3 Minutes of heat, what I said today, will be completely forgotten tomorrow morning, Wu Jia has figured out his bad temper, just follow him, don't go against him unless you have to, otherwise he will turn his face like a book Still fast.

Du Youshan was flattered, "Really?"

"Yeah." Wu Jia replied absent-mindedly, all his thoughts were on the plate of roast suckling pig, thinking about taking the whole pig back after the banquet and throwing it to the wolf cubs at home; only those two little devils could let him Be happy.

Turning around, Du Youshan didn't know where he was, Wu Jia sneered, "Crazy!"

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The price of hundreds of millions of wooden coffins is really a shocking news once in a hundred years, and it is difficult not to attract people's attention; the next morning, Wei Nanhe put the newspaper in front of Yang Xiaokong, "Did you see it? Du Youshan Anything can be sold."

Yang Xiaokong had just arrived at Zhuangbitang, and before the lacquered panels could be moved out of the dry room, he took the newspaper in a daze, scanned the headlines and photos, and said in astonishment: "This is the agarwood coffin we found in the tomb of the Tang Dynasty. There is a female corpse lying in it!"

Wei Nanhe sneered, "Boss Du claims that he bought it from migrant workers digging the foundation."

"Nonsense! Why is this person so shameless?" Yang Xiaokong clenched the newspaper excitedly, "The few of us clearly agreed to block the entrance of the cave, so that no one will go in to harass the owner of the tomb anymore! Where's the female corpse?"

"Eighty percent of them were swept up by Du Youshan with a straw sweep and thrown into the wilderness." Wei Nanhe poured himself into the rattan rocking chair specially used by Mr. Cao, and sighed, "Chinese people are more taboo about such things as coffins. The price is so high that no one will buy it.”

Yang Xiaokong was filled with righteous indignation, and said angrily, "It's best if you can't sell it!"

"It's not good at all, silly boy!" Wei Nanhe said with a wry smile, "This auction is just hype. It will push the coffin to a new high price, making it even harder to sell."

Yang Xiaokong was confused, "Brother, I don't understand what you mean at all."

Wei Nanhe shook his head, and said again: "Think about it, the auction house is owned by Du Youshan himself, will he let this coffin pass the auction? If I were him, he would have to operate in secret first and make up a so-called anonymous person , fired a new high price to auction off the coffin, and then this non-existent anonymous person put the coffin up for a second auction at a new high price.”

Yang Xiaokong asked: "It's over [-] million, Boss Du still thinks it's not enough?"

"Who would think that there is too much money?" Wei Nanhe rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "This is the first time the bidders are just rich locals. After all this hype, it will definitely attract attention at home and abroad. I am afraid that people from overseas will be attracted to the next auction. Majority."

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Hype is Du Youshan's strong point. For a period of time, the major media rushed to report the news about this agarwood coffin. Two days before the auction, the news from various sources was even more indiscriminate. people's eyes.

The auction site was extremely hot that day. The starting bid was 2000 million, and the price went up all the way: 500 million, 3000 million, [-] million...

The ghost knows why there are so many billionaires with big spending in the city!

Wei Nanhe attended as a special expert sent by the Cultural Relics Protection Association, and Yang Xiaokong was recommended by him to join the association not long ago, and he assumed the status of an ordinary director, and the two sat in the lower table in silence.

7000 million, 300 million, 600 million, suddenly a representative of the bidding party raised the sign, [-] million.

Du Youshan didn't show his face at the auction, Yang Xiaokong glanced through the crowd, and finally found Wu Jia who was sitting in the chair of the organizer, their eyes met, Wu Jia calmly raised the corner of his mouth towards Yang Xiaokong.

Yang Xiaokong looked at him calmly, without smiling.

Wu Jia didn't care, and turned his head casually; Du Youshan secretly controlled the remote control, and he controlled it in the open. This auction is just a cover, and after many auctions, the coffin will still be auctioned in Du Youshan's own warehouse. The next auction will be the highlight .

"One time for two hundred million... two times for two hundred million... two hundred million..."

Another bidder representative yelled, "5000 million!"

The audience was in an uproar, Wei Nanhe laughed and said, "For a pair of coffins, Du Youshan really has the guts to bid for this price, the hearts of the people are not enough to swallow like a snake."

"5000 million, is there a higher price? 5000 million, 5000 million once... 5000 million twice..."

Wu Jia twirled the pen in his hand, and nodded Ruoyou Ruowu to someone.

"5000 million...Three times, deal!" The small hammer in the host's hand fell.

Wu Jia stood up expressionlessly, fastened his loose suit jacket, and said to a subordinate beside him, "I'm leaving, you can do the rest."

This auction has ended successfully, and as long as someone can add another 5000 million to the next auction, Du Youshan will make a lot of money, and his martial arts will no longer owe Du Youshan anything, and he will ask for an extra one without shame. For a large sum of money, people from all over the world went to find Zhou Lie.

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That night, various TV stations took turns to report on the 5000 million ancient coffin of the Tang Dynasty. Duan Sha changed several channels, but he couldn't get rid of the news about the coffin, so he simply turned off the TV.

Bai Weiyu had learned about these things from Xia Wei, Duan He, and said disdainfully, "I wanted to talk about you a long time ago, how could you have such a friend? Hmph, Du Youshan's lackey!"

Duan Sha cut off his words, "Don't talk about him like that!"

"I'm not wrong! I knew when I was an undergraduate student that Du Youshan has such a loyal dog. He has a face that looks like a good person, but in fact he is in collusion with Du Youshan and helping others. I don't know how many bad things he has done. "Bai Weiyu has always been outspoken, shaking out all his thoughts, "Do you think that 5000 million can satisfy their appetite? Tell you, Xiaokong told me that this is just hype, next time They want to sell the coffin to foreigners! These profiteers are from the inside out!"

"Have you talked enough?" Duan Sha was furious.

"Not enough." Bai Weiyu shrugged, pointing to the photo of Wu Jia at the auction site in the newspaper, "Such a lackey with no dignity, you still befriend him?"

Duan Sha quickly stood up and walked out.

Bai Weiyu was taken aback, and after a moment of reflection, he realized that his tone was indeed too harsh. If someone used these words to scold his buddies, he would jump up and beat them.

Duan Sha went to the entrance and bent over to put on his shoes, Bai Weiyu followed and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense, let's go for a walk."

Bai Weiyu stepped forward and hooked his shoulders, "I'll walk with you."

"Go away!" Duan Sha didn't appreciate it at all.

"I spoke too loudly just now, I apologize." Bai Weiyu threw away the newspaper and smiled, "I know you were cheated by your friends, and you are the most aggrieved. Forget it, people are so close to each other, no one knows that he will be behind his back." Don’t take it to heart.”

Duan Sha touched Bai Weiyu's face, his eyes softened a little, "Mmm."

"Wait a minute." Bai Weiyu poked his thumb outside the door, "I borrowed a dog from the neighbor, shall we go for a walk?"

Duan Sha was angry, "I went to the supermarket to buy cigarettes, you have to walk the dog and go for a walk yourself!"

"Then I won't walk the dog, just walk you; why are you so angry?" Bai Weiyu held Duan Shale's head silly, kissed him on the forehead, and pointed his nose at his, "except Me, who can stand you? I am too compassionate."

The suffocation in Duan Sha's chest dissipated a little, and he wouldn't be so uncomfortable. He put his arms around Bai Weiyu's waist, and kissed him on the lips, "You are so noisy, few people can bear it."

"Tianma Meteor! How can I be noisy? What I say is every word! There is no such outstanding talent as me in the sky, and there is no one on the earth. To be picked up by you is like a good incense for your ancestors!" Bai Weiyu He chattered and said, "Do you think I like you very much? I'm reluctant for the sake of your brother's honesty, father's kindness, mother's beauty, grandma's kindness, and grandpa's old anti-Japanese hero..."

Duan Sha covered his mouth in time, "Don't make noise."

Bai Weiyu puffed up his cheeks, "Gululu..."

Duan Sha took his hand to open the door, and raised his chin towards the opposite door, "Do you often visit your neighbor's house?"

"When I was borrowing a dog..." Bai Weiyu kicked the door, hopping and putting on his shoes as he walked, "The scar on the policeman's face is from a bullet. It's so cool!"

Duan Sha was speechless.

"It is said that they used to fight drugs. Is it like this?" Bai Weiyu made a gesture of a gun, and the elevator door just opened with a "ding". "Police! Stand by the wall, hand over the white powder!"

Duan Sha suppressed a smile and walked into the elevator, "My colleague is from the anti-pornography team."

Bai Weiyu rubbed his nose, "Yes, that line has changed; Police! Stand by the wall and take off your pants!"

"Can you come in?" Duan Sha urged in the elevator.

Bai Weiyu still maintained his self-styled "raise gun" posture and pointed at Duan Sha, and said loudly: "You are under arrest! Take off your pants!"

Duan Sha pressed the button to close the elevator door.

"Wait a minute!" Bai Weiyu yelled strangely, stepped into the elevator, and "Kangdang" was caught by the door, "Oh! You have a dead face..."

Duan Sha fished him in, couldn't help laughing, "Can you make a fool of yourself?"