Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

After seeing Meng Le off, Wu Bei looked up at the brightly lit restaurant.

Look through the window and mentally simulate the general orientation and structure of the interior.

After calculating that there would be about two or three minutes, he turned his head and started to arrange: "Xiao Yu'er walked around to the back of the restaurant, there must be a back door over there, you should lie in ambush!"

"And then!" Qi Jinlong asked excitedly while clutching the iron pipe.

Wu Bei said with confidence: "As long as you see someone running out in a panic and dragging them into the car, it must be Guo Yong! Remember that you only have one chance, if you miss it, leave immediately!"

"What about me! What am I responsible for!"

Luo Hu scrambled to jump up and down, lest he would be left behind.

"You also open the back door of the car, stay in the car and don't turn off the engine, and be ready to respond at any time!"

Wu Bei said in a low voice.

"Huh? Let me be the driver together!"

Luo Hu couldn't help curling his lips in disappointment.

"Look down on the driver? You are the top priority! The restaurant is about three miles away from the nearest police station. Whether we can leave before the police arrive is entirely up to you! If it weren't for your good driving skills, I wouldn't bother to take you!"

Wu Bei pointed to the intersection with his finger.

"Never mind my brother!"

Only then did Luo Hu sign ok with satisfaction.

After taking a deep breath, Wu Bei put on his mask and walked directly into the restaurant.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

A beautiful welcome lady at the door asked politely.

"About a hanging hair, I don't know Aoxue Group!"

Wu Bei deliberately cursed in a vulgar manner.

Since the target Guo Yong stays here, it means that he must come here a lot. He knows that he has caused trouble, but he dares to eat and drink. It means that he is either confident enough in the security of the restaurant, or he is very familiar with the boss.

"Private room 666, please!"

Sure enough, after hearing Wu Bei's words, Miss Yingbin dared not speak up and walked ahead to lead the way.

Passing by private rooms, Wu Bei became more and more confident when he looked at the house numbers on them, which were almost the same as the ones he had simulated downstairs just now.

When there were still four or five meters away from room 666, Wu Bei drove the greeter away, picked up the trash can in the corner, and walked forward quickly.

"Hu Xiao is nothing, don't talk about that little bastard Wu Bei, I didn't pay attention to Wu Shihao back then!"

"Manager Guo is wise and powerful, Mr. Luo has praised you more than once at the meeting!"

"Don't just talk about my cousin. It's all about my ability and courage to get to where I am today!"

Standing outside the door, the enthusiastic shouts in the private room reached Wu Bei's ears instantly.

"Ha ha.."

Wu Bei grinned, then vigorously pushed open the door, picked up the trash can and dumped it directly on the table, the stench of trash covered the delicate dishes in an instant.

A young man with a flat head who was flushed from drinking was holding a goblet and looked at Wu Bei in a daze. The remaining seven or eight people at the table also stared round their eyes.

"The full banquet is coming, everyone take it easy!"

Wu Bei put the trash can back on the table, clapped his hands and smiled.

"Who the hell are you!"

The young man with a flat head pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, pointed at himself and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Probably know!"

Wu Bei hooked the door again with a "bang" on his toes, and pointed at the garbage on the table: "Eat it, the garbage should stay with the garbage, and we will settle the bill after eating!"

"Wu Bei! He's Wu Bei!"

"Wu Shihao's son!"

Someone at the table immediately recognized Wu Bei's identity, and stood up in horror, while the flat-headed young man slumped on the chair in a "Bang Ji", and then pulled his neck and shouted: "Security! Security!"

"Shh!"

Wu Bei raised his index finger to his mouth, making a silent gesture.

Then he grabbed the back of the neck of the man closest to him with one hand, pressed it roughly on the table, rolled it hard a few times, pointed at the young man with flat hair, and sternly shouted: "Eat it!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Immediately there was a slamming sound from outside the door, and Wu Bei leaned against the door with one foot, and the people outside couldn't push it open.

At this time, he was in the shape of a horse stepping on a flying swallow. He looked weird and terrifying. Everyone in the room was silent, and no one dared to move.

"eat!"

Wu Bei wriggled his lips and looked at the crew-cut youth again.

"I called the police and warned you not to mess around!"

The young man took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and asked the person next to him for help: what is the number of 110?

"waste!"

Wu Bei cursed, and suddenly withdrew the foot that was pressing on the door, and all the outsiders rushed in like inertia, a total of six or seven security guards.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Bei easily stepped out of the door, and made a neck-wiping gesture towards the young man: "Don't worry, I've bought the gun, and you're the only target missing!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Bei accelerated immediately, ran downstairs at a trot, and dialed Qi Jinlong's number at the same time: "Get ready to beat the dog!"

Seeing Wu Bei fleeing, the young man's Jiu Jin immediately woke up, and he ran out in a panic, babbling: "Don't follow me, no one, or the target is too obvious, I have to go quickly, that lunatic will definitely not Let me go."

And the direction he chose was exactly the back door that Wu Bei had investigated early in the morning...