Liang Jian: I have a canteen

A drop of water, not sure whether it was sweat or bath water, slid down Gu Xiaoman's forehead and fell on Li Ningyu's neck.

Li Ningyu curled up subconsciously and said, "Dry your hair, it's easy to catch a cold."

Gu Xiaoman touched her hair and said, "It's okay. I'll go smoke a cigarette and it will be dry soon after I blow it in the wind."

"Don't blow cold wind, it will make you catch a cold more easily." Li Ningyu tried to stop them, but Gu Xiaoman had already wrapped herself in a bathrobe and walked towards the balcony with a cigarette box in her hand.

The wind was blowing coldly, and the balcony and the indoor environment were completely two different worlds. The temperature difference made Gu Xiaoman want to go back into the house.

But he only paused for a moment before taking a step forward.

"Crack~"

A red flame came out of the lighter and lit the slender cigarette in his hand.

He took a deep breath and exhaled towards the setting sun.

The balcony faces the back of the hotel, where there is a small garden. If it were not winter, the scenery would be pleasant and it would be a great place to have afternoon tea.

The wind blew quietly, taking away the moisture on my hair.

The cigarette slowly burned out in the silent dusk and was thrown into the ashtray beside.

I took out another cigarette and was about to light it when I noticed a familiar figure downstairs.

Wu Zhiguo!
Is he here too?

He took a step forward and leaned his body on the balcony, intending to take a closer look at what this traitor dog was going to do.

Due to the distance, I couldn't hear what the people below were saying, but it seemed that Wu Zhiguo was being humiliated.

It is quite a pleasure to see this executioner, lackey, and dead traitor suffer the consequences.

Turning back to the house and carrying out a bottle of wine, Gu Xiaoman once again lay on the balcony to watch the excitement.

Although the weather was a bit cold, the alcohol and the excitement seemed to make people forget the cold temporarily, and she did this for another purpose.

After adjusting her direction, Gu Xiaoman just stared at the two people below. As the two talked, Gu Xiaoman's lips opened and closed. If you look closely, you will find that the frequency of her lips opening and closing is almost the same as the two people downstairs. Lip reading!

This is Gu Xiaoman's unique skill and also his secret.

If she didn't want to watch the fun, she would never use this skill, as she is always cautious.

"You guys, are you bringing Ma Jun here?"

Gu Xiaoman murmured softly, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Isn’t Ma Jun Wu Zhiguo’s follower?

That tall, green and inexperienced guy.

Was he arrested by the military police?
Wu Zhiguo downstairs had a dark face that turned red as he stared at the waiter who stopped him.

The waiter spoke in a half-baked Chinese accent, smiled, squinted his eyes and said this nonsense, "We didn't see Mr. Ma Jun."

"Don't stop me. I want to go over there. I just saw him go over here."

Wu Zhiguo suppressed his anger and didn't yell.

After Wu Zhiguo discovered that he was being monitored, he asked the coachman, Ma Jun, to go out and check out the situation.

Before Ma Jun left, Wu Zhiguo asked him to come back no matter what he found or what happened.

During the exploration, Ma Jun seemed to have discovered something and went into the path in the backyard.

As a result, he never came back. It was an hour later that Wu Zhiguo was forced to go downstairs to look for Ma Jun.

However, he was stopped by a Japanese man disguised as a waiter.

If it was an ordinary waiter, with his status he could just go up and beat him up, even if he was shot, it wouldn't be a big problem.

But the nonsense he heard was really concerning to him. (End of this chapter)