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Chapter 1687 Snowy Night ([-])

After going back and forth for three hours, the fair-faced, elegant and elegant young man in front of him didn't feel any sense of fatigue. He came up to rest for 3 minutes, calmed down and gasped, and said, "It's not suitable to stay for a long time, go back to the camp and talk about it."

It was already 01:30 in the morning, if Mr. Yang woke up midway, Duan Zhaoan was afraid that Zhao Youming would suffer.

Yang Lianchang, who was secretly looking at the snow, immediately smoothed the snow, and when it snowed in the middle of the night, all the traces they left would disappear.

In the camp, Zhao Youming didn't wake up at all. Although Yang Laosan and Yang Laosan said that they hadn't woken up until now after drinking warm water with sleeping ingredients, but in the few hours since Duan Zhaoan took the people away, he was still awake. Eyelids never closed.

It was more than ten minutes before three o'clock in the morning. It was the time when people's spirits were at their worst and they were most likely to fall asleep. The light in the tent next door suddenly turned on. Zhao Youming immediately turned over and took out his gun, staring at the lighted tent.

Yang Laosan's sleep quality was not very good. He turned on the light, looked at his watch... and fell asleep until almost three o'clock in the morning.Looking at the watch, there was a slight change in expression.

Afterwards, he suddenly turned around and stared at the snoring and drooling Yang Lao Si, who was still drooling and sleeping soundly. He looked vigilantly at the tent next door, and heard someone snoring faintly.He quietly turned off the light again, and quietly got out of the sleeping bag.

He wanted to check the situation outside, but he always felt that something was wrong with this group of people, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Being a farming boss is indeed like getting rich suddenly, and he is not afraid of falling into the ravine with such a thick gold chain.That young man from the Hong Kong city speaks the vernacular of the Hong Kong city. Damn, he looks like the guy in the movie Young and Dangerous when they watched it back then.

These two people... how should I put it, I always feel that something is wrong!

Putting on the clothes quietly and putting on the thick boots, Yang Laosan unfastened the zipper of the tent bit by bit, got out of the small opening and approached it bit by bit.

The cold wind was blowing loudly, as if it was going to freeze people when it came out, Yang Laosan tiptoed over, with his ears close to the tent, his eyes closed as if he was listening to something.

While Zhao Youming pretended to be snoring, he was ready to subdue Yang Laosan at any time.

He is indeed a very cunning guy, he is the only one in the two tents... If Mr. Yang goes to hear the sound from the other tent, he will definitely reveal his secret.

"Lao San, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you standing in front of the Renxiao tent?" Yang Lao Si's confused voice suddenly came from behind, and Yang Lao San's heart thumped suddenly. Scared to death.

Cursing in a low voice, Yang Laosan pointed to another tent, motioning Yang Laosi to go and listen.

"What are you doing?" Youngest Yang was still in a daze, he didn't react at all, he came over snorting, his hand was still under his trousers, as if he was about to pee at night.

His appearance made Yang Laosan want to squat over, and walked over with a sullen face, "There seems to be something wrong with the people sleeping inside. Why do I only hear one man snoring here? Where do you go to listen! Don't You just want to make money all day long, can you use your brain? Something happened, don’t blame me for not reminding you, idiot!"

"What do you listen to? What can happen? What's wrong with earning money? You're not happy after earning money? If you don't want to, tell me, give me the money! I'm happy to earn!"

(End of this chapter)