World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 295 The colorful bowl comes out in all directions
Things are worse now.

Our previous plan was to create chaos on the scene, pretending to throw Ming Dou Cai Qianxie Wancheng into powder, so as to muddle through.

But shoehorn face has already stolen the real bowl.

Even if our plan is successful, if he suddenly takes out a real bowl, it will be completely over.

This is a real bowl.

Everyone in the Laoliang Gang knows everyone.

I can even guess the general rhetoric of the shoehorn face.

He would definitely say that Yan Xiaoyue had already lost the sacred object bowl long ago, and their Nanmentang discovered the sacred object bowl by some kind of coincidence, and quietly got it back.

Although this kind of rhetoric is too coincidental.

But as long as you find a few people to testify swearingly, you will have no idea whether it is true or not.

Yan Xiaoyue didn't know how to explain it.

Explanation is useless.

The most important thing is.

In this way, Yan Xiaoyue not only committed the crime of losing the sacred object, but also committed the crime of deceiving the entire Laoliang Gang, and would die even worse.

I thought about it carefully.

There are currently two situations, first, the real bowl is on the shoehorn, and second, the shoehorn put the real bowl on someone else.

If it is the first case, I must replace this real bowl without anyone noticing, and then watch him get slapped in the face.

If it is the second case, it will be very uncontrollable, because there are too many people in Nanmen Hall, and it is impossible to know who the shoehorn put the bowl on.I can only knock the shoehorn unconscious now, and throw him to the rooftop above the hotel, so that he can't command at the lottery meeting, and take another step to watch.

Time is running out!
I immediately turned around quietly and quickly returned to the corridor.

at the other end of the corridor.

I found the bald Zhu who was shaking Erlang's legs and smoking a cigarette in the bathroom.

The bald Zhu saw me turn back suddenly, and his eyes widened: "What's going on?"

I said, "It's too late to explain!"

"There is a guy in the men's bathroom at the other end of the corridor who is defecating. You should hurry over now and do something to make him a fool for a short time. I want to find something on him, which is very important!"

The bald Zhu Wenyan immediately threw the cigarette butt away: "Damn it! Aren't you testing my artistic level!"

After speaking.

The bald-headed Zhu Li immediately pushed the trolley and quickly walked to the other end of the corridor.

At the door of the men's bathroom.

I can already hear the sound of water being flushed inside.

The shoehorn was still humming a ditty.

"...Oh, how are you, big brother, big brother, after many years, do you have a home that you don't want to leave..."

I stood next to the sink outside the bathroom.

Bald Zhu pushed the cart in.

"Boom" sounded.

The door to the pit should have been opened by Bald Zhu.

"Brother, are you okay?!"

"Fuck! You're so crazy, who's the big brother?! I haven't put on my pants yet!"

"I need to clean up. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Are you constipated or just counting shit balls?"

"Go to Nima..."

The words are not finished.

The shoehorn seemed to be stuck in the throat and could not speak.

Bald Zhu said inside, "Come in!"

I quickly walked in.

He found that the shoehorn was standing stupidly on the squatting pit, his eyes were extremely foggy, and the whole person seemed to be in a daze. He had put on the boxer pants inside, but the belt of the outer pants had not been fastened, and it had almost fallen to his ankles.

The bald-headed Zhu's right thumb and index finger were constantly rubbing a few inches in front of the shoehorn.

His fingers seemed to have black powder.

We don't know what he used.

Anyway, it is very cool!
I quickly went to look through the package that Bald Zhu hung next to me.

Open it up and take a look.

Inside, there was a mass of things wrapped in old newspapers. When the newspapers were taken apart, it was an explosion-proof plastic film. Under the film was a silk cloth, and a magnificent bowl stood in the cloth.

The patina is thick, the color is gorgeous, and there are thousands of veins.

Ming bucket color thousands of seams bowl!

I was immediately overjoyed.

The second bad situation did not happen!
Immediately took out the bowl.

The bald Zhu said anxiously: "Brother, are you alright?!"

"There are more than ten seconds left, I can't hold it anymore!"

I turned my head and looked, and there was nothing next to me.

Take another look at Bald Zhu’s trolley.There are family planning supplies for replacement hotel rooms.

I simply took a box of this thing, put it inside the silk cloth, and then rewrapped the outer explosion-proof film and newspaper.

In that split second.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Do you want to give up the previous bowl-smashing plan and give this genuine Doucai Thousand Seam Bowl directly to Yan Xiaoyue?

But he immediately rejected the idea.

The main reason is that.

Temporarily change the battle plan.

There will be a lot of uncertainties.

It will be very difficult to control the scene at that time.

I gave the bowl to Bald Zhu: "Keep things safe, everything will go according to the original plan!"

Since then.

Let's evacuate quickly.

The bald Zhu pushed the cart and ran frantically to the other end of the corridor.

I quickly went downstairs.

After a while.

I was next to Huamen, and I saw Shoehorn Zilian coming down with a package in his hand.

This guy was in a daze, and kept rubbing his neck, as if he had just woken up after being drunk.

With the means of Caimen people.

Shoehorn Face must have forgotten everything that happened in the bathroom before.

The ceremony of the Laoliang Gang has already begun.

Yan Xiaoyue looked around for me, and when she saw me coming, she seemed relieved and said in a low voice, "Why did you go so long just now?! I'm a little scared when you're not here."

Yan Xiaoyue still doesn't know.

She has fallen into the trap of Yan Xiaoguang and shoehorn.

I said: "There will be a good show later."

Yan Xiaoyue swallowed a mouthful of saliva when she heard the words, turned around and left the flower gate.

She went to prepare for the colorful bowl ceremony.

at this time.

Everyone began to go to the corner of the hall to get bamboo sticks.

Everyone takes one.

I also went to get one.

Wait until everyone has sticks in their hands.

The audience began to become solemn.

Big Caitou stood up and said loudly: "Taiping Lotus Stick in Troubled Times!"

Everyone responded in unison: "As soon as the colorful bowl comes out, all directions are smooth!"

Big Caitou shouted to the outside: "Bows please!"

The sticks in everyone's hands began to hit the ground, and they sang "Lotus Falling".

Don't say it yet.

The simple and unsophisticated lotus flower singing voice, coupled with the proper rhythm of the stick "Ka Ka Ka", creates a very good atmosphere.

After a while.

Yan Xiaoyue held a tray in her hand.

The tray was covered with a big red cloth.

Come slowly from the flower gate.

I can tell.

She was very nervous, and there was a fine amount of sweat on her forehead, and she still glanced at me from time to time from the corner of her eye.

Yan Xiaoyue walked slowly.

She knew to give me time to issue orders to Bald Zhu.

However, this way of walking seems more solemn.

In the crowd.

I saw the corners of Shoehorn's mouth turned up, and he looked at Yan Xiaoyue with extremely vicious eyes, as if looking at a corpse.

I held a bamboo stick in one hand and sang songs that I didn't understand. The other hand reached into my pocket to touch the phone. The number had already been dialed in advance, just press the dial button.

Yan Xiaoyue has almost come to my side.

The phone probably rang three times.

suddenly!

The back hall lights are all off!
(End of this chapter)