A stranger's breath appeared nearby at this time, and Gu Chen, who was holding his head and lost in memory, also reacted at this moment.

Lan Wancheng also exchanged glances with each of them. It seems that the one who should come to the door finally came to the door. These people can't sit still anymore.

"Go back to the room!!"

Gu Chen lowered his head and whispered.

Then Lan Wancheng stretched his waist: "Oh, I'm so exhausted, Brother Chen, I'll go to bed first, I don't care about you! I'm so sleepy!"

"I fell asleep too!"

Gu Chen also yawned, and each returned to the room.

When both of them returned to the room.

Only then did two men in black appear on the roof. The standing posture of these two people is very strange, just in the gap between the thousands of silk threads, so the little bell did not ring.

No matter how powerful the trap Lan Wancheng set up, a feather falling on it will cause the surrounding bells to ring, but the bigger and heavier things will ring louder.

The lighter something, the smaller something, the weaker the sound.

At this time, the two men in black actually landed on the thin silk thread with one foot steadily, just in time to stabilize the balance point.

The weight of the body is actually controlled within a leaf, this lightness kung fu is simply so powerful that it is a bit outrageous.

The two men in black both covered their faces and looked at each other, then they recited the mantra and disappeared into a puff of black smoke.

late at night.

No matter how prosperous the magic city was, it was quiet at this moment.

In the brightly lit streets, the lights gradually turned off, and the whole city began to rest. Even the cruise ships on the river restrained their horns at this time.

A city fell asleep.

morning.

Countless men in black sneaked into the grass above the head of the clubhouse, and began to make arrangements around it. All of them had super professionalism and communicated with gestures.

No one said a word in the audience, but everyone was doing their own things in an orderly manner. Suddenly, all the people sneaked into the clubhouse.

Almost all of them walked by jumping, and they explained the word "flying over eaves and walls" incisively and vividly.

Jumping with one foot is a forward somersault, and the corridor is full of silk threads that are hard to see with the naked eye.

Just like a fishing line, it is easy to ignore the mechanism at the foot in this dim situation. As long as a line is broken with one touch, almost all the alarms in this corridor will be triggered.

A man in black took the lead to leap forward, and the point of his two fingers was precisely in the gap between the silk threads. Countless hair-like threads were superimposed, and only a gap was exposed in the middle.

The fingers could barely support it in the gap, and the body jumped again. The whole process was like a feather swaying in the wind. When the wind blows, it will float far away again.

The rest of the people followed the man's route and walked forward step by step. Soon the mechanism arranged by Lan Wancheng basically failed. Although it was not destroyed, these people had mastered the tricks of passing through accurately and proficiently.

The person in the lead snapped his fingers, and everyone rushed in, rushing into the rooms inside.

This room is a classical suite. When you walk in and pass through a screen, several men in black pulled out their long knives and slashed at the inside of the quilt, but no one was seen inside, only the countless goose feathers were blown. scattered in the air.

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