That candy bag -

it really was just a candy bag.

Not only was the tattooed man angry, the young man was also stunned.

The young man who was hit by the bottle wiped his forehead and looked at the candy bag in a dumbfounded state, and then his eyebrows and eyes showed anger, "How could it be this..."

They fought to the death, and the result was just for this bag of candy?

Rage surged in his heart, and veins on the young man's forehead throbbed wildly, "I clearly..."

Obviously, he looked around and quickly found Liu Qianliu.

Liu Qianliu was startled by his angry eyes, "What, what happened? Huh? Why did this candy change?"

The young man looked at her with a serious look, "Changed?"

Liu Qianliu stammered, "Yes, right, didn't it change color? Wasn't the previous one red?" She looked at him with a puzzled look, as if to say, did you switch it, or hide it.

The tattooed man immediately cast his eyes on the young man, and threatened.

The young man was also confused. Looking at Liu Qianliu, his young face didn't look like he was lying, and there was no need to lie. "I didn't switch the candies. Are you sure you didn't give me this?"

Liu Qianliu said, "Brother, I don't have cataracts. That candy is red and this is white. How could I get them mixed up? Besides, I don't like candies and I don't have any other candies with me." As he said this, he turned out his pockets to show his innocence.

The young man thought about it and agreed.

These three kids obviously broke in to play. They didn't even know what the candies were. It was impossible for them to switch the candies in advance. It would be useless to get into trouble with this candy.

He took it and put it in his pocket, and then the other party came over to snatch it -

in the meantime, he didn't have time to give it to anyone.

So the question is, where did the real thing go?

Did someone switch the candies while he wasn't paying attention?

The young man determined this possibility with a sullen face, "Someone switched the items while I wasn't paying attention."

The tattooed man heard this and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a group of people at the entrance. It was obvious that they were going to go out. He raised his hand and nodded at the group. Soon, his companions surrounded them without leaving any trace.

The young man also gave his companions a look, and his own people also surrounded them.

"Search."

"No..." The group of people didn't expect that the other party's focus would suddenly shift to their group, but they couldn't stop them.

They wanted to leave the scene quickly and didn't want to cause trouble. It would be difficult to leave when the police arrived and were checked, so they didn't resist.

Let's look for it. It's not with them anyway.

He honestly raised his hands to let them search, saying, "Brother, I didn't touch the things you mentioned..."

"We just don't want to cause trouble and want to leave."

"If you can't find it, let us go..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand took out a package from his trouser pocket and shouted, "Brother Bao!" The man was dumbfounded.

The young man saw the package and immediately changed color and said, "You acted very realistically."

The man, "No... I didn't, ugh..." A fist hit him directly in the lower abdomen, and then the elbow hit him hard on the back, knocking him to the ground.

The man held his hands on the ground and gulped to death. He was not a fool and could guess what it was.

But how could it be on him?

Which bastard put it on him?

"Brother Bao, take a look." Fearing that it was fake again, his men took the thing over to confirm.

The tattooed man checked the item and confirmed it was real. His expression eased a little, but soon changed again. He said, "The weight is wrong. It's less."

Qin Qian and Liu Qianliu were surprised and looked at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong raised his chin slightly.

Qin Qian understood immediately and gave him a thumbs up. Well done.

The young man saw that the weight was indeed different from what he saw at first.

Several eyes were immediately cast on the man!

It was obvious that the eyes were -

where is the goods?

Where is it hidden?

The man's face changed with shock, knowing that he was in trouble this time. Not only did the bastard frame him, but he also stole the things. How could he explain this? "No, brother, I didn't take it. It was really not me who took it. Someone hid it on me and framed me."

The tattooed man said, "So, who wanted to frame you?"

The man was stunned.

How the hell do I know?

He looked around the scene and roared, "Who framed me, come out."

The tattooed man sneered, "You acted very well. I'll give you one minute. Hand over the things and don't waste my time." He looked outside. It had been a while since the incident. Someone must have called the police. He didn't have time to wait.

"I didn't...ah" The sound of a wine bottle bursting rang out.

"No, brother, I didn't take it. I was really framed. What's the use of me taking this thing!"

"I didn't..."

With every denial, the wine bottle exploded on his head.

The tattooed man became more and more angry and obviously lost his patience.

The man's clothes were also stripped off. With his nose and face bruised, he watched the other party directly use a knife. He was terrified, "No, brother, I took it, I changed it, and I hid it."

The tattooed man stopped the knife, "Wouldn't it be over if you admitted it earlier? So, where is the thing?"

The thing -

who knows where the hell is the thing.

The man swallowed his saliva, knowing that he couldn't say he didn't take it, otherwise he would die. "I, I just asked my men to take it out and hide it. I have to ask him to bring it."

The tattooed man frowned. "How long?"

The man said in a daze, "Ten, no, five minutes." Frightened by the other's fierce eyes, he quickly changed his words.

In fact, let alone five minutes, it is impossible to take ten minutes.

But the man knew that if he couldn't produce or explain the goods, he would definitely be beaten to death, so he might as well go for broke and delay until the police arrived.

He would rather go to jail than lose his life.

The tattooed man frowned and looked at the time -

he felt that time was a bit urgent, but the goods were more important, so he waited.

One minute, four minutes, five minutes -

when the time was up.

He looked at the man with a sinister expression.

The man said in a panic, "Maybe he's on the way, he must be here soon. He left not long ago, and he came back very quickly. It's estimated to be three minutes, no, two minutes..."

The tattooed man suddenly noticed and said, "Are you stalling for time?"

The man's head shrank when he was discovered!

The tattooed man was furious, and the young man also realized something was wrong. He couldn't take care of the goods, so he turned around and wanted to rush out. However, he heard the howling of sirens in his ears, very close, so close that they realized that they were basically surrounded.

This guy -

from the beginning, he was stalling for time and wanted to drag everyone into the police station together.