Chapter 404: The Taste of Blood
Listening to the movement, it seems that something big is happening in front of me.
The lobby manager glanced at Head Tang and asked, "Head Tang, wait a minute, let me see what happened?" β
Some of the waiters were very curious, because the manager's tone was raised, and he adopted an inquiring tone, and his attitude was very humble, for fear of offending this vulgarly dressed fellow.
Tang Yulan squinted and nodded slightly.
The lobby manager finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he stepped forward, faced the waiter, put on the posture of a superior, and asked, "What's wrong, what's going on here?" β
The waiter looked at the lobby manager's dress, bowed slightly, and said, "Hello, manager." I don't know exactly what happened, but it was a foreign guest who was accidentally injured. β
The lobby manager scratched his chin with his fingers and squinted his eyes and asked, "Who?" β
The waiter said, "The one who came with the super soldier is called Turner, what Boyle." β
"He ......" The lobby manager was stunned for a moment, why are you afraid of anything? Captain Tang hasn't dealt with it yet, and Turnaboyle has made trouble over there, and his heart is becoming more and more entangled, and he is thinking about words, but he only hears the footsteps and walks in, and Tang Tuan Strides Meteor walks over from his side.
"Let's take a look!" Tang Yulan turned his head and threw a sentence at the lobby manager, and the person had already floated over.
"Wait, wait!" The lobby manager hurried to follow, while the two security guards were stopped outside by the waiters.
Tang Yulan watched the two sandalwood doors carved with complicated patterns in front of him being opened, and two security guards guarded the door and walked over quickly.
The two security guards also wanted to stop Regiment Leader Tang, but he gently flicked it, staggered hard, and stared at him in surprise.
Tang Yulan flashed into the presidential suite in the Huanyu Building, he came with Shen Shuting last time, and he didn't know if it was the presidential suite, not to mention that the room was occupied by Shen Shuting alone, so he didn't go in.
Inside, the interior is decorated in a style derived from the Persian royal court in the 15th century.
At the foot of the foot is a large, soft Persian handmade carpet, with intricate and magnificent beauty, which is more than twice as comfortable to step on as in the hallway.
This presidential suite has three bedrooms, with a total area of 2,000 square meters, and it is said that the cost of the room is more than 10 million yuan.
The presidential suites in the Huanyu Building are also divided into several categories, and the cheapest ones are priced at more than 30,000 yuan per night.
Turnappoyle's is obviously not the cheapest, and the rooms are very luxurious, with double-glazed duplex restaurants that offer a night view of half of Lingjiang City.
is even more meticulous in the design and materials used in the room, and the sofa in the living room alone looks extremely luxurious, as if it is similar to that in Zhu Yunkai's house.
It's just that the coffee table on the sofa is nowhere to be found, Tang Yulan turned his head to the right, and looked at the mess at the root of the outer wall seven or eight meters. The wall skin was smashed and cracked with many spider webs, the frame used for decoration was shattered, the coffee table weighing two or three hundred pounds was torn apart, and the coffee table that was still intact overwhelmed a black triangular table.
But other than that, Tang Yulan didn't see any other traces of fighting, which made him puzzled.
Does anyone else want to deal with Turnaboyle?
Taking advantage of the fact that the security guard had not yet come in, Tang Yulan walked around the suite.
The presidential suite also has a fitness room, a family audio-visual room, a family conference room and a private garden of more than 70 square meters.
The lobby manager also ran in out of breath, looked around vigilantly, and said, "Captain Tang, be careful, the super soldier doesn't know when he will come back." β
"I'm afraid of what he's doing!" Tang Yulan pushed open a bedroom.
The lobby manager saw that it was empty, and the silky sheets had been pulled down in half, and they were covering designer trousers and snow-white shirts. The pillow fell next to the sofa, and the indoor bonsai fell on the stall.
The light brown carpet is fluffy, and it is specially woven with dark brown pattern vector graphics, which looks particularly noble, and it is even more soft and comfortable to step on. It's just that near the head of the bed, there are a few more drops of scarlet stains, which are particularly dazzling. Even the sheets were stained red with blood, a piece slightly larger than a slap.
The lobby manager frowned, walked over to the front, and knelt down. Sticking out his index finger, he got a stain on the blood of the sheets, sticky, not yet dry.
He picked it up and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and said, "It's the smell of blood, this damn Yankee knows all day long, maybe it's another girl's virginity ruined by him, and this blood may be ......"
Tang Yulan's heart was surging with anger, looking at the lobby manager's obscene gaze, the corners of his mouth hooked a perverted smile, his left hand was lifted up under his right elbow, and the blood-stained index finger was directly stabbed into the mouth, the lobby manager simply closed his mouth, filtered the blood on the index finger, and said cheekily: "I heard that the blood that flowed at the beginning of the night is a big supplement!" β
Tang Yulan glanced at him and said disdainfully: "Why didn't I find out, it turns out that you are so cheap!" β
The lobby manager didn't care, and said, "Captain Tang, how can people not have a hobby, and I am also open-minded." He looked at the blood on the sheets, shook his head and sighed, as if he was sorry for something!
Tang Yulan felt sick in his heart, and kicked the lobby manager on the bed.
The lobby manager fell on the soft bed, rubbing his aching buttocks, unaware of what he had done wrong.
At this moment, four or five security personnel outside rushed in, their pace was steady, they breathed evenly after trotting all the way, there was no half drop of sweat on their foreheads, they were all full of energy, and the neat black security uniforms were not rustic when they were worn on their bodies, but they looked like special operations troops, full of masculinity.
Such a security uniform is a grade higher than the internal uniform of Hengyu Company, and it is estimated that the price is also expensive.
The leading man pushed open the door, looked at Tang Yulan and the lobby manager coldly, and said, "Both, follow me to the security department, this is not the place you should come." β
"Where's the owner of the room?" Tang Yulan said lightly and turned his head.
"Who are you, is this what you can control......
The voice of the leading security guard stopped abruptly, he stared at Tang Yulan with wide eyes, and the palm holding the baton slowly released. Yan SΓΉ's face slowly shook twice, and he said excitedly, "Tang ...... Captain Tang, is it really you? β
After the security guards in the back saw Tang Yulan clearly, the expressions on their faces also changed greatly, some were afraid, some were excited and worshipped.
A security guard in front of him said excitedly: "Head Tang, can I take a photo for you?" β
"I'm not interested." Tang Yulan's sexual orientation was clear, and he couldn't stand the fact that men were too enthusiastic about him, so he frowned and asked, "Is this Natenaboyle's room?" β
The security guard couldn't get the photo and felt a little lost. οΌ
The leading security guard suddenly smiled and said, "Captain Tang, are you looking for him?" But I was a step too late, and I was escorted down the stairs by our security department just now. This unlucky guy played with fire and set himself on fire, and finally got out of luck! β
Tang Yulan asked, "What's the matter?" β
The leading security guard held back a smile and said, "He kidnapped a girl, and that girl has a very strong temperament and will not obey death." Turnaboyle takes off her pants and wants to humiliate her, but she is bitten off by a girl! β
It's really a retribution! Yesterday, a girl was killed by him and wanted to die, and today she was cut off.
The leading security guard pointed to the blood stains on the floor and said with a smile: "No, the blood hasn't dried yet, such scum really deserves it!" β
"What!" The lobby manager screamed, and his whole face turned green. He rolled out of bed, as if he had lost his soul, and stumbled towards the bathroom, where his fingers and hands clasped his mouth hard, trying to spit out the filthy blood.