Killer in the Coffin

"By the way, what about the smoker?" Wei Ji shifted his gaze away from the old man and looked at the middle-aged man who was still smoking.

"Him?" The pervert looked away from the old man who was drinking and said, "That person is probably not a good person either. If he isn't a criminal or an organization's detective, he doesn't have a weapon on him, so he shouldn't be a threat to your employer."

"Thank you." Wei Yiyi chuckled. He was already used to saying the word 'thank you'.

"No need to thank me. Hurry up and lend me your body."

The pervert quickly recovered from his shock. The old man no longer paid attention to Wei Yi, as the allure of fine wine was too great for him.

Wei Yi didn't respond. He put down the wine cup in his hand, took a deep breath, and pressed his hand on his own charm.

"Bam!"

Wei Yi suddenly collapsed on the table.

"Damn, your body seems to be recovering pretty well. You can't change your body like you did before when you started fusing." Having gained control of Wei Yiyi's body, the pervert slowly raised his head, covering his forehead as he complained.

"I need to rest a little longer."

Wei Yi's conscious voice to the leprechaun was a little tired, and when his consciousness left the main body, his mental feelings were not much better — nausea, nausea.

Wei Yi clearly knew that fighting with Tom's bodyguards after the bet was over, so he lent his body to the pervert to take the chance to recover.

No matter how strong a person's body was, if they could not get a good rest after a few days, they would not be able to bear it and would sometimes suddenly die.

Wei Yi was currently in his current state. As long as his body merged with his consciousness, he would feel sleepy. However, he would not feel this way once his body was handed over to the pervert.

"Don't, I don't know what kind of tricks you have with those locks, how do you want me to deal with the game you and Tom created?" The pervert screamed.

"You don't have to worry about the mysterious thing. If nothing goes wrong, Tom will need at least half an hour to unlock all the locks. If he's in a hurry, then he can forget about unlocking the last mysterious lock I gave him." Wei Yi responded to the pervert with his consciousness.

"That powerful?" The pervert thought for a moment, "That's not right. I've been following you ever since you started, how come I didn't know you were a master at locks?"

"There are a lot of things you don't know." Wei smiled in response.

"Tsk, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. "Don't think that this marshal doesn't know, you must have been just being a petty person, you don't know how to modify locks." The pervert quickly figured out the key to Wei Yiyi's lock, and said leisurely: "If you're willing to let me out to play, then you must have taken a fancy to this marshal. This is the key to setting up this unbreakable lock, right?"

"You're not too stupid." Wei Yi grinned.

"Alright, I'll let you flaunt your case then." The pervert stood up with a glass of wine and walked towards the dance floor. "Leaving the suspense to play is also fun."

"Don't just focus on playing, pay more attention to those two mysterious fellows in the two corners." Wei Yi reminded the pervert.

"Do you even need to remind me of this? This marshal doesn't want to be so stupid as to forget that the hall is filled with dangers, right? " The pervert yawned again, "Oh yeah, you lured me out with wine. Don't blame me if I drink too much later."

"Better get drunk, and I'll take the chance to stuff your soul into the toilet." Wei Yi said lightly.

Wei didn't object to the pervert drinking at the moment, because he had just discovered that alcohol seemed to speed up the recovery of his body's consciousness. However, he didn't want to drink, so he decided to be a good person and lend his body to the pervert to enjoy the wine.

However, Wei Yi didn't dare tell the pervert that alcohol could speed up his recovery and speed up his recovery. Otherwise, if this guy took advantage of this opportunity to drink too much, he would have to fight Tom's bodyguards and practice "Drunken Fist" in his sleep.

At this moment, Julian. Grayson had come to Nong Xue Jia's side, looking worried. He whispered to his best friend, "Xue Jia, it's not good to keep drinking like this, the cost of tonight is probably over ten million. This is not a small expense, although your two families have the ability to pay, but what if someone made a ruckus and made it into the headlines? You two will definitely be drowned in saliva!"

"Don't worry. Up until now, there has never been any negative news in the media." Nong Xuejia replied in a low voice, but she was actually a bit worried in her heart.

What Nong Xuejia was worried about was not the news, but whether or not she and Tom had lost tonight, the losing side would definitely not have a good time after they got back.

As far as she was concerned, although her father and aunt doted on her, they would not allow her to be so willful. They would probably restrict her for a year or two, and ban her from living in an entertainment community.

After all, she was part of the royal family of England and everything she did had to be done in consideration for the dignity of the imperial family. If she wanted to gamble, no one would say anything even if she lost tens of millions in a proper casino.

It was regarded as an insult to the nation, a disgrace to life and a disgrace to customs and customs.

Tom, who was in the middle of unlocking the door, didn't feel good either. Listening to the crowd continuously calling out the name wine, he inexplicably felt flustered, cold sweat beading on his back.

If he lost, the price would be even more expensive than Nong Xuejia. He might lose his position as the next head of the family, and his father would beat him half to death.

Although their family wasn't big, the clan rules were very strict, and they had very good face. The clan elders would absolutely not allow a descendant who had lost to a woman in the first place to take over the position of head!

Thinking of this, Tom became even more confused. It took him four minutes to unlock the first lock.

"Cunning Asians!" Tom swore.

The bunch of intact keys Wei Yi had previously taken out had been a bluff. In fact, Wei Yi had not only modified the lock, but had also modified the key.

In this first special lock, Wei broke the key into three sections, leaving two small sections inside the lock and adding soapy water to the lock.

"If you can't break it, just say it. Let me unravel it for you."

The pervert controlled Wei Yi's body as he walked to the side of the dance floor. With a grin, he returned to being a ruffian and greeted the nearby dancers enthusiastically.

"Humph, don't be so complacent. It's just an insignificant skill!" Tom gritted his teeth.

If it had been a normal lock, Tom felt that the chances of Wei Yi being able to unlock it with the remaining half of the key were zero, but the key to the lock was a special key with a hole in the side.

This way, once Wei Yi inserted the remaining half of the key and inserted two small silver needles from both sides of the hole, he would be able to unlock the door with his key.

"Ya, this foreign wine tastes pretty good." Wei Yi acted as if he did not hear Tom's provocative voice, smacking his lips as he drank the red wine while the beauty pushed him.

"Julian, don't you think you should use some tricks to get your 'boyfriend' back?" Nong Xuejia looked at Wei Yi, gnashing her teeth in hatred. She couldn't understand what was going on with Wei Yi tonight. He looked like a scoundrel again.

"As a man, you can't be too strict with him. If he dares to seduce another woman in front of you, then it means that he just likes to play around. What he is most afraid of is those guys who act like gentlemen and have fun behind their backs." Julian. Grayson smiled softly and stole a glance at Nong Xuejia.

She was 100% sure that her best friend had fallen for Wei Yi. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so concerned about Wei Yi's every move.