In the slowly rising elevator, the man laughed proudly: Fight with me, hum, don’t look at who I am, can a few guards stop me?This person is He Yuan, and his wife and pregnant woman are naturally the little follower Cui Yiyi.
Cui Yiyi took out the reporter's bag from under her clothes with tears in her eyes. She felt wronged in her heart. She had never even had a boyfriend, but she first experienced the feeling of pregnancy. However, she admired Lao He's methods very much. She vaguely recognized this hooligan master in her heart.
Old He patted her with approval: Little girl, she acted well in the play, it seems that you are useless.
When Cui Yiyi heard this, she immediately lowered her head in shame, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to drill down. She was not the material for acting. If Lao He had not pinched her hard at a critical moment, so that she would have looked painful, she might have missed it.
Rubbing the tender flesh on your waist, Cui Yiyi muttered dissatisfiedly: You are so harsh, it still hurts me now.
Ding, the elevator stopped at the 5th floor. Lao He pulled Cui Yiyi out of the elevator and told her about the interview at the gate of Yuling. When he heard Lao He took a photo, the little follower was very excited. Although it was not her achievement, he might be able to get some advantage when asking for help and was approved to be a reporter.
The 5th floor is a standard room with transparent floors, and several waiters shuttled through the corridor, busy.
The master and apprentice straightened their backs and walked towards the end of the corridor without looking sideways. A safety passage was there. Lao He had already learned about the hotel layout in the front hall. The 8th floor, which is the location of Mayor Pan Hengshi Cui, is several large luxury private rooms. The reason why they did not have direct elevators was because the 8th floor might have been blocked. The main location for the blocking was the elevator door. If you go from the front, it would definitely not work.
master.Cui Yiyi lowered her voice: Why are you going to Ah?Seeing that He Yuan did not go upstairs, but walked downstairs, Cui Yiyi was a little puzzled, weren’t those people on the 8th floor, what were they going down?
Oh right.I am used to being alone, but He Yuan then remembered that there was a follower behind him. He turned around and explained: Just follow me, don’t ask any extra questions. Also, take out the hard stuff in the reporter’s bag, which will be of great use.
Hard goods?
The confused Cui Yiyi didn't understand what the master said until she went down the first and halfway through the floor. He actually pointed at the two guards guarding the safety passage and knocked one of them out. Oh, is he crazy?
That stunning look, He Yuan really wanted to beat her. Didn’t she just knock out a few guards? What’s so strange about it? Old He calculated it casually. There were only a hundred or dozens of government guards in his hands. This is still a big deal?
The hardest thing in the bag is a wireless microphone. Old He thought it was almost the same, so he stuffed the hard goods into his apprentice's hands and instigated: You are my apprentice now, so you have to obey my command in all actions. We will go up together later. You don't have to think about anything, just use this microphone to kill and smash it on the guard's head. The more you hate the better. Remember, this is a necessary quality for a reporter. Whether you become a reporter or not depends on this blow.
Isn't this a crime?Day Ah!
Cui Yiyi took the microphone tremblingly, her hands trembling, looking scared.
He Yuan can't care so much anymore. Just drive the duck to the shelves. If the clone has the skills, he can solve the two of them himself, and this is a last resort.
Although there were no reporters in front, the two guards were still guarding their posts, looking ahead, looking at the front, and not seeing two sneaky figures behind them.
Lao He pulled Cui Yiyi and moved slowly towards the two of them in a quiet voice.
step……
Two steps...
Three steps...
Until 6 meters away, He Yuan poked his apprentice lightly and then pointed to the guard on the left, meaning that the person was handed over to you.
Cui Yiyi hated Ah, regretted Ah, and was afraid of Ah. For a moment, she thought of her parents far away. The little girl said to herself: Dad, mom, you should bless your daughter to succeed.She knew that if she could not succeed and was caught by the guard, she would be over in her life. She would have to go to jail, and the guard should have a gun. If this is...
After trembling, Cui Yiyi didn't dare to think about it anymore. After taking a few deep breaths, she slowly moved over with the rogue master, and the microphone in her hand was raised high, preparing for a fatal blow.
In her lifetime, Cui Yiyi was never so nervous. She lived cowardly for 21 years, never had a circle of things, and lived her first half of her life in a normal manner. But now the belief of being a journalist supports her to wave her weapons. Under the guidance of the rogue master, she suppressed her rebellious heart for 21 years and finally broke out...
Dong
Click
With a um, the guards both groaned and fainted.
He Yuan withdrew his knife and looked at Cui Yiyi in surprise. This girl was too cruel. Even the microphone was broken in half with a click. Old He guessed that the woman's strength was so hard that he could knock him out with all his strength. But this girl was so powerful that he couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...
Cui Yiyi gasped and the half microphone in her hand trembled. At this moment, she was not afraid, but was a little... excited, yes, it was just excitement. For a moment, she actually had the urge to make another move. Her soft eyes were flashing with blood-devouring light. She looked at Lao He, hoping to have another chance.
He Yuan was shocked and knocked her on: Little girl, you are crazy, wake up.Lao He naturally captured the evil spirit. He thought that if he didn't wake her up, the girl would go to his head and do it for a moment.
Cui Yiyi's head buzzed, she was stunned and looked at the fallen guard mechanically. Suddenly, Shui Ling's big eyes returned to clearness, and the mist quickly condensed into water droplets, and she started crying, whisper, it's so scary, was this what I did?
My goodness, don't attract people.He Yuan covered her little mouth and quickly dragged her to the second floor. After a while, Cui Yiyi stopped crying, which also made Old He breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Cui Yiyi and praised: OK, okay, talent Ah, potential Ah.It’s really a must forbidden for appearance. It seems that this apprentice has not been accepted in vain. If you train it, you will definitely become a talent.
It was already 2 pm after a long delay. Lao He picked up his cell phone and dialed 114: Hello, please check the phone number of Yuling Hotel... OK, thank you.
Then I dialed the number I found: Hello, I want to ask if your hotel has a medium-sized reception room... Oh, it's just for a press conference... Yes, it's about how many rooms are there, and what floor is it on... Oh, I just ask casually, see how your conditions are compared with other hotels... Good, 9th floor, right, thank you.
He Yuan showed a smile that was sure to win, and Cui Yiyi, who had recovered from the sensation, said strangely: Master, what are you asking about the conference room? Do you want to rent it?
Idiot, why am I renting it?Old He gave her a blank look. This apprentice was just a little brainy and inflexible.
Too lazy to explain to her, Lao He took out the paper and wrote on A4 paper: Pan Heng is in the 8th floor private room, comrades, please move towards your goal!!!
Under the shocked gaze of the little follower, He Yuan spat a few times on the back, and put it on a very conspicuous position on the wall on the first floor. After nodding with satisfaction, he coughed loudly, and finally pulled his apprentice to run upstairs.
After running to the 7th floor in one breath, Lao He did not go up again, but crossed from the 7th floor and came to the safe passage on the other side.
Stopped his body shape, He Yuan leaned into Cui Yiyi's ear and lowered his voice: After a while, the bodyguard on the 8th floor left, we will run to the 9th floor. Remember, you must never stop in the vain.
Cui Yiyi had a hundred big questions in her mind, and she didn't understand what her master was doing: Only we know that Pan Heng is on the 8th floor, why are you telling others Ah? Also, we haven't gone to the 8th floor yet, how do you know that there are bodyguards guarding you? And what are we doing on the 9th floor?
He Yuan was dizzy when asked, rolled his eyes straight, and simply ignored her. Cui Yiyi was so angry that she pouted and was quite depressed.
Speaking of the first floor rest area, under the violent coughing, a reporter was idle and idle. When he went over, he saw that the guard fell to the ground and there were notes to guide the way. This...
Excited, the reporter hurried back to pull up his companions and quietly went upstairs.
The sneaky people immediately attracted the attention of sensitive reporters and went to see it, haha, the unexpected gain.
Less than a minute, the guards in the front hall were shocked to find out why the reporter group disappeared?Have you all gone back?No, right?
Although the note is bizarre and not very credible, with the mentality of trying it out, all the reporters rushed to the 8th floor.
Get ready.He Yuan suddenly bowed, and Cui Yiyi also lowered her lower body as he was. Although it was more than a hundred meters apart, the dizzying sound from the other end of the corridor still fell into Cui Yiyi's ears, and then she listened to the conversation between the two in the corridor above.
Hey, there is movement over there.
It's Ah, what happened? Wait until I call to ask... Hey, what's wrong with you... What, the reporter is here... more than 30 people... OK, we will support you immediately.
Dongdong...the two of them left quickly.
run.
With a command, Lao He pulled her upwards and rushed upwards. When he ran to the 8th floor, Lao He glanced at the corridor. The reporter had already broken through the siege and walked up to the corridor. As expected, these were Pan Heng's bodyguards. Without guns, they could not stop the reporter who was as good as a wolf.
Just when the two bodyguards felt someone running behind their backs, He Yuan had already taken his apprentice to the 9th floor.
The layout is the same as the previous floors, and it is all transparent corridors, but there are only 4 doors here, with the door and door being 50 meters apart. It seems that the conference room inside is quite a bit Ah.
While Cui Yiyi was resting, Lao He walked straight from the corridor to the two rooms at the end, and he touched both door handles. Then He Yuan smiled and waved at Cui Yiyi, signaling her to come.
This action naturally aroused the little girl's curiosity, but He Yuan did not explain. He took out a master key, poked it at the door lock a few times, and then the door quietly opened, leading her into the nearly 200-square-meter conference room.
Nearly forty seats were circling around the reception table. Lao He turned left and right and finally found a blackboard for teachers to teach. The green board was hung on the bracket, obviously for handout notes.
He spread it flat on the ground, kicked it with his right foot, and pulled it up with both hands. With a click, the board was violently torn off by Lao He. He pulled the blackboard to the corner beside the door before he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled it over the chair to rest.
The mission is done!
Big, what's done?Cui Yiyi didn't understand what the master wanted to do from beginning to end, so she couldn't help but feel anxious: Aren't we going to interview Pan Heng? What's the matter? Look at the reporters who have gone to the 8th floor, and if we don't keep up, we will fall behind.
He Yuan glared: Never doubt your master, I. Seeing that there is no blackboard, you can get in now. In a while, Pan Heng will naturally appear in front of you. I won’t say anything extra. I have other things to do. You can adapt to the situation. By the way, use your phone for me.After snatching her cell phone, he had enough rest. Old He stretched his waist and floated away under Cui Yiyi's stunned eyes. Just when the door was about to close, Old He leaned back and told him: Remember to lock the door from the inside, and don't forget to record it.
The door was closed, leaving only the inexplicable Cui Yiyi. Will Pan Heng appear in front of him?Is this... possible?
Cui Yiyi took out the reporter's bag from under her clothes with tears in her eyes. She felt wronged in her heart. She had never even had a boyfriend, but she first experienced the feeling of pregnancy. However, she admired Lao He's methods very much. She vaguely recognized this hooligan master in her heart.
Old He patted her with approval: Little girl, she acted well in the play, it seems that you are useless.
When Cui Yiyi heard this, she immediately lowered her head in shame, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to drill down. She was not the material for acting. If Lao He had not pinched her hard at a critical moment, so that she would have looked painful, she might have missed it.
Rubbing the tender flesh on your waist, Cui Yiyi muttered dissatisfiedly: You are so harsh, it still hurts me now.
Ding, the elevator stopped at the 5th floor. Lao He pulled Cui Yiyi out of the elevator and told her about the interview at the gate of Yuling. When he heard Lao He took a photo, the little follower was very excited. Although it was not her achievement, he might be able to get some advantage when asking for help and was approved to be a reporter.
The 5th floor is a standard room with transparent floors, and several waiters shuttled through the corridor, busy.
The master and apprentice straightened their backs and walked towards the end of the corridor without looking sideways. A safety passage was there. Lao He had already learned about the hotel layout in the front hall. The 8th floor, which is the location of Mayor Pan Hengshi Cui, is several large luxury private rooms. The reason why they did not have direct elevators was because the 8th floor might have been blocked. The main location for the blocking was the elevator door. If you go from the front, it would definitely not work.
master.Cui Yiyi lowered her voice: Why are you going to Ah?Seeing that He Yuan did not go upstairs, but walked downstairs, Cui Yiyi was a little puzzled, weren’t those people on the 8th floor, what were they going down?
Oh right.I am used to being alone, but He Yuan then remembered that there was a follower behind him. He turned around and explained: Just follow me, don’t ask any extra questions. Also, take out the hard stuff in the reporter’s bag, which will be of great use.
Hard goods?
The confused Cui Yiyi didn't understand what the master said until she went down the first and halfway through the floor. He actually pointed at the two guards guarding the safety passage and knocked one of them out. Oh, is he crazy?
That stunning look, He Yuan really wanted to beat her. Didn’t she just knock out a few guards? What’s so strange about it? Old He calculated it casually. There were only a hundred or dozens of government guards in his hands. This is still a big deal?
The hardest thing in the bag is a wireless microphone. Old He thought it was almost the same, so he stuffed the hard goods into his apprentice's hands and instigated: You are my apprentice now, so you have to obey my command in all actions. We will go up together later. You don't have to think about anything, just use this microphone to kill and smash it on the guard's head. The more you hate the better. Remember, this is a necessary quality for a reporter. Whether you become a reporter or not depends on this blow.
Isn't this a crime?Day Ah!
Cui Yiyi took the microphone tremblingly, her hands trembling, looking scared.
He Yuan can't care so much anymore. Just drive the duck to the shelves. If the clone has the skills, he can solve the two of them himself, and this is a last resort.
Although there were no reporters in front, the two guards were still guarding their posts, looking ahead, looking at the front, and not seeing two sneaky figures behind them.
Lao He pulled Cui Yiyi and moved slowly towards the two of them in a quiet voice.
step……
Two steps...
Three steps...
Until 6 meters away, He Yuan poked his apprentice lightly and then pointed to the guard on the left, meaning that the person was handed over to you.
Cui Yiyi hated Ah, regretted Ah, and was afraid of Ah. For a moment, she thought of her parents far away. The little girl said to herself: Dad, mom, you should bless your daughter to succeed.She knew that if she could not succeed and was caught by the guard, she would be over in her life. She would have to go to jail, and the guard should have a gun. If this is...
After trembling, Cui Yiyi didn't dare to think about it anymore. After taking a few deep breaths, she slowly moved over with the rogue master, and the microphone in her hand was raised high, preparing for a fatal blow.
In her lifetime, Cui Yiyi was never so nervous. She lived cowardly for 21 years, never had a circle of things, and lived her first half of her life in a normal manner. But now the belief of being a journalist supports her to wave her weapons. Under the guidance of the rogue master, she suppressed her rebellious heart for 21 years and finally broke out...
Dong
Click
With a um, the guards both groaned and fainted.
He Yuan withdrew his knife and looked at Cui Yiyi in surprise. This girl was too cruel. Even the microphone was broken in half with a click. Old He guessed that the woman's strength was so hard that he could knock him out with all his strength. But this girl was so powerful that he couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...
Cui Yiyi gasped and the half microphone in her hand trembled. At this moment, she was not afraid, but was a little... excited, yes, it was just excitement. For a moment, she actually had the urge to make another move. Her soft eyes were flashing with blood-devouring light. She looked at Lao He, hoping to have another chance.
He Yuan was shocked and knocked her on: Little girl, you are crazy, wake up.Lao He naturally captured the evil spirit. He thought that if he didn't wake her up, the girl would go to his head and do it for a moment.
Cui Yiyi's head buzzed, she was stunned and looked at the fallen guard mechanically. Suddenly, Shui Ling's big eyes returned to clearness, and the mist quickly condensed into water droplets, and she started crying, whisper, it's so scary, was this what I did?
My goodness, don't attract people.He Yuan covered her little mouth and quickly dragged her to the second floor. After a while, Cui Yiyi stopped crying, which also made Old He breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Cui Yiyi and praised: OK, okay, talent Ah, potential Ah.It’s really a must forbidden for appearance. It seems that this apprentice has not been accepted in vain. If you train it, you will definitely become a talent.
It was already 2 pm after a long delay. Lao He picked up his cell phone and dialed 114: Hello, please check the phone number of Yuling Hotel... OK, thank you.
Then I dialed the number I found: Hello, I want to ask if your hotel has a medium-sized reception room... Oh, it's just for a press conference... Yes, it's about how many rooms are there, and what floor is it on... Oh, I just ask casually, see how your conditions are compared with other hotels... Good, 9th floor, right, thank you.
He Yuan showed a smile that was sure to win, and Cui Yiyi, who had recovered from the sensation, said strangely: Master, what are you asking about the conference room? Do you want to rent it?
Idiot, why am I renting it?Old He gave her a blank look. This apprentice was just a little brainy and inflexible.
Too lazy to explain to her, Lao He took out the paper and wrote on A4 paper: Pan Heng is in the 8th floor private room, comrades, please move towards your goal!!!
Under the shocked gaze of the little follower, He Yuan spat a few times on the back, and put it on a very conspicuous position on the wall on the first floor. After nodding with satisfaction, he coughed loudly, and finally pulled his apprentice to run upstairs.
After running to the 7th floor in one breath, Lao He did not go up again, but crossed from the 7th floor and came to the safe passage on the other side.
Stopped his body shape, He Yuan leaned into Cui Yiyi's ear and lowered his voice: After a while, the bodyguard on the 8th floor left, we will run to the 9th floor. Remember, you must never stop in the vain.
Cui Yiyi had a hundred big questions in her mind, and she didn't understand what her master was doing: Only we know that Pan Heng is on the 8th floor, why are you telling others Ah? Also, we haven't gone to the 8th floor yet, how do you know that there are bodyguards guarding you? And what are we doing on the 9th floor?
He Yuan was dizzy when asked, rolled his eyes straight, and simply ignored her. Cui Yiyi was so angry that she pouted and was quite depressed.
Speaking of the first floor rest area, under the violent coughing, a reporter was idle and idle. When he went over, he saw that the guard fell to the ground and there were notes to guide the way. This...
Excited, the reporter hurried back to pull up his companions and quietly went upstairs.
The sneaky people immediately attracted the attention of sensitive reporters and went to see it, haha, the unexpected gain.
Less than a minute, the guards in the front hall were shocked to find out why the reporter group disappeared?Have you all gone back?No, right?
Although the note is bizarre and not very credible, with the mentality of trying it out, all the reporters rushed to the 8th floor.
Get ready.He Yuan suddenly bowed, and Cui Yiyi also lowered her lower body as he was. Although it was more than a hundred meters apart, the dizzying sound from the other end of the corridor still fell into Cui Yiyi's ears, and then she listened to the conversation between the two in the corridor above.
Hey, there is movement over there.
It's Ah, what happened? Wait until I call to ask... Hey, what's wrong with you... What, the reporter is here... more than 30 people... OK, we will support you immediately.
Dongdong...the two of them left quickly.
run.
With a command, Lao He pulled her upwards and rushed upwards. When he ran to the 8th floor, Lao He glanced at the corridor. The reporter had already broken through the siege and walked up to the corridor. As expected, these were Pan Heng's bodyguards. Without guns, they could not stop the reporter who was as good as a wolf.
Just when the two bodyguards felt someone running behind their backs, He Yuan had already taken his apprentice to the 9th floor.
The layout is the same as the previous floors, and it is all transparent corridors, but there are only 4 doors here, with the door and door being 50 meters apart. It seems that the conference room inside is quite a bit Ah.
While Cui Yiyi was resting, Lao He walked straight from the corridor to the two rooms at the end, and he touched both door handles. Then He Yuan smiled and waved at Cui Yiyi, signaling her to come.
This action naturally aroused the little girl's curiosity, but He Yuan did not explain. He took out a master key, poked it at the door lock a few times, and then the door quietly opened, leading her into the nearly 200-square-meter conference room.
Nearly forty seats were circling around the reception table. Lao He turned left and right and finally found a blackboard for teachers to teach. The green board was hung on the bracket, obviously for handout notes.
He spread it flat on the ground, kicked it with his right foot, and pulled it up with both hands. With a click, the board was violently torn off by Lao He. He pulled the blackboard to the corner beside the door before he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled it over the chair to rest.
The mission is done!
Big, what's done?Cui Yiyi didn't understand what the master wanted to do from beginning to end, so she couldn't help but feel anxious: Aren't we going to interview Pan Heng? What's the matter? Look at the reporters who have gone to the 8th floor, and if we don't keep up, we will fall behind.
He Yuan glared: Never doubt your master, I. Seeing that there is no blackboard, you can get in now. In a while, Pan Heng will naturally appear in front of you. I won’t say anything extra. I have other things to do. You can adapt to the situation. By the way, use your phone for me.After snatching her cell phone, he had enough rest. Old He stretched his waist and floated away under Cui Yiyi's stunned eyes. Just when the door was about to close, Old He leaned back and told him: Remember to lock the door from the inside, and don't forget to record it.
The door was closed, leaving only the inexplicable Cui Yiyi. Will Pan Heng appear in front of him?Is this... possible?
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