Crack!

Sequential raindrops slammed heavily on the watery ground, making them look very rhythmic. The sky and the earth were covered by the rain curtain, like a hazy impression painting of ink splashing.

Bang!

Zhang Bin's feet stepped on a puddle and immediately splashed a piece of water.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you should hurry up and resign." Zhang Bin said again with concern to the security guard who sent him down the ladder.

"good."

The security guard agreed solemnly, turning his head and about to leave, then his mouth widened, staring at a holly bush next to him like a ghost, his face getting ugly.

Several wet heads poked out from the holly bush. One of them was wearing a black raincoat. A deafening lightning flashed across the world. He found that the person who was poking his head had stood up, his face full of solemnity, like the god of death who was about to plunder his life.

"he……"

The security guard stretched out his finger and pointed at the few people who crossed the holly bush with trembling eyes. His face turned pale and his lips were violently squeaked. I don’t know if it was frozen by the biting rain or scared.

"What?"

Zhang Bin turned his head in confusion and looked dull in an instant. He saw a few people wearing black raincoats surrounding him, with iron sticks flashing with cold light in his hands, and his eyes under the rain hat were filled with jokes.

not good!

Zhang Bin, who had just taken the antique bag, was instantly as if he was hit by lightning flying in the air, and his head fell into a blank space.

In such a heavy rain, the other party actually surrounded him. This was obvious enough. He was ambushed by someone and became a turtle in the jar.

"You... the person who notified?"

Zhang Bin stared at the security guard who was shaking like a sieve.

"Not me..."

The security guard shook his head in tears, giggling and trembling. He had already imagined the sad scene of his future. When he became the security guard of the museum, he had studied law and had to be sentenced to at least three years. This time he and Zhang Bin worked with him inside and outside. The number of cultural relics in the bunker was quite large, which was not an exaggeration to describe it as a value. This was enough to drink a pot of his own, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was sitting in the bottom of the prison.

"Who else can you be?" Zhang Bin's mind was messy. He had always been very cautious in dealing with things. He was exposed if he couldn't figure out why.

"This security guard is right. It's not his report. I noticed it. Director Zhang Bin, hello." Chen Hui looked at the angry Zhang Bin with a smile, his tone of speaking was full of jokes.

"Chen Hui?"

Zhang Bin was about to get angry on the security guard, but when he heard the sound, he immediately turned his head and looked at the person standing in the middle wearing a rain hat.

He never expected that Chen Hui, who had been away from the museum for a long time and rarely came to the museum again, actually brought people to encircle him. What was going on?

"Director Zhang Bin, I didn't expect you to remember me. You didn't rest at home on this rainy day. Why did you come to the museum for? What you mentioned are antiques stole from the museum, right?"

Chen Hui said with a smile.

"What I do has something to do with you, let's go."

Zhang Bin sneered strongly and calmly, and looked at Chen Hui with contempt. In his eyes, Chen Hui was just an ant that could be pinched to death with one finger. It was impossible for him to jump around. He asked the security guard to get in the car.

"Let's go, do you think you can leave today? I have heard all the conversations you just had with the security guard. Do you want me to play them back for you?"

Chen Hui raised a tape recorder in the expected tape, and without waiting for Zhang Bin to speak, he directly pressed the play button. Zhang Bin's words about how he framed Chen Hui, which seemed very clear and audible in a rainy night.

Zhang Bin stood there as if he was struck by lightning, staring at the tape recorder in Chen Hui's hand like a ghost. His heart was so cold that he didn't expect that without knowing it, the other party had actually recorded his conversation. What should I do?

"Give up resistance, I can spare you once. Let's sit down and talk. Everything can be solved. If you resist stubbornly, I can't guarantee the consequences."

Chen Hui stroked the steel stick in his hand and warned with a smile.

"You want to catch me too, you're thinking too much." Zhang Bin laughed unscrupulously and shouted at the car: "What are you stunned? Come out and deal with him."

Hurry!

Zhang Bin's voice fell and the car door opened. The burly bodyguard in charge of driving walked out of the car, ignoring the cold rain in the air, moving his wrists and neck, ready to start the fight.

"Do you want to resist?" Chen Hui glanced at the burly bodyguard. He has been bullied by wings recently and has always wanted to find someone to bully him. He didn't expect that someone would give him a pillow if he wanted to be sleepy. This burly bodyguard is very suitable for practicing.

"Resistance? You think too much. No one of you can escape today. Since you know my secret, do you think you have a good end? What can you do if you have my evidence? As long as you disappear, will everything be over? Kill him for me."

Zhang Bin gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Hui, and squeezed out a chilling sentence from his teeth.

Bang!

Without waiting for the bodyguard to take action, Chen Hui was like a galloping wild horse, waving the iron rod in his hand to attack the most threatening bodyguard. Today he asked Lao Wang to find someone to hold it in the jar, so he would never allow the bodyguard to hurt Lao Wang and others, and he wanted to kill the bodyguard.

"Overbial ability."

The bodyguard sneered, raised his head and kicked Chen Hui.

Chen Hui sneered, and at the moment when the bodyguard's legs hit, his waist twisted at an incredible angle and easily avoided the bodyguard Kong Wu's powerful thighs.

yeah?

The bodyguard's pupils shrank suddenly. He thought his attack would curb Chen Hui's attack, but he never expected that Chen Hui could change his waist so flexibly. This flexible movement was beyond the reach of professional dancers. How could he do it?

Even Chen Hui didn't know why he was able to twist his waist so enchantingly in times of crisis that his upper body was twisted ninety degrees.

However, he realized after a moment of thinking that this was the result of practicing in viscous liquid all day long. Now his movements have become a conditioned reflex, and even he is shocked with this effect.

Bang!

Chen Hui's iron rod condensed all his strength and hit the bodyguard's forehead who was unable to dodge in the face of his attack.

Click!

The iron rod hit the impact of the iron rod, which was harsh and creepy, sounded the bone fracture.

"ah?"

Zhang Bin, who was originally going to enjoy the show, was stunned. He didn't expect that the bodyguard he hired had no power to fight with others, so he was fucked. What scared him the most was that the bodyguard's forehead was actually sunk by Chen Hui's iron rod. Needless to say, his head had been broken, and it looked very cunning!

It's over!
Chapter completed!