Chapter 2 Station Hotel
Zhan Xia Ge took off the epaulettes on his military uniform, casually chose a hotel only a few dozen meters away from the county bus station, and slowly walked into this motel after leaving a special mark for the Fifth Special Force outside the door.
It is only 30 yuan for a night in such a hotel, and the most important thing is that as long as you pay an extra five yuan plus a deposit of 50 yuan, you don't even need to show your ID card, you can get the key to the room, which is a very good choice for Zhan Xia Ge who must stay here overnight at night and is unwilling to show his special documents.
In the innkeeper's meaningful smile, Zhan Xia Ge took the key to the house and walked to the third floor of the hotel. Pushing open the tattered wooden door, a sour smell mixed with the smell of rotting wood came to his face, and Zhan Xia Ge, who had already developed good personal hygiene habits in the barracks, couldn't help frowning slightly.
Thirty yuan a night hotel, and next to the long-distance bus station, service facilities and conditions can be imagined.
In a small room of less than eight square meters, there are two single beds, and although the bedding on them is neatly stacked, just look at the blackened bedspread, which makes people laugh and cry. In one corner of the room, there was a table and a chair that was so old that most of the paint had fallen off. As for the 14-inch black-and-white television on the table, which was not even wired, it is estimated that no one would be interested in trying to receive a few television stations.
Under a bed, there were still a few cigarette butts that had not been cleaned out in time, and when Zhan Xia Ge turned on the electric light in the room, which was at most twenty-five watts, with the faint yellow light, his eyes fell directly on the few condoms under the bed that had dried up without a little moisture, and then looked at the bedspreads and sheets that God knows how often they would be cleaned, Zhan Xia Ge couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.
Simply moved all the bedding on the bed, and Zhan Xia Ge suddenly discovered a problem at this time, the door of this room was not even locked from the inside, and there was not even a bolt used as an ornament, so it could only be hidden there. After a moment's thought, he grabbed the chair in the room and blocked it behind the door, then he took out a bullet casing from his pocket and carefully buckled it upside down on the chair.
With his arms under his head, Zhan Xia Ge lay on his back on the bare bed like this, staring at a pair of eyes, looking at the flower ceiling above his head in the dark.
He and Zhao Haiping have known each other for three years and three months, and with his insistence and the permission of the old principal Zheng Xun, he officially became Zhao Haiping's instructor. In the past three years, they lived in the same dormitory, ate in the same pot, and poured out the men's blood and sweat together with their unapologetic laughter. In getting along year after year, they have long been accustomed to each other's existence.
Zhao Haiping joined the Fifth Special Force for three years, and his progress speed was obvious to all, and his honest surname and his identity as an apprentice of Zhan Xia Ge made him easily recognized by other students of the Fifth Special Force. Even Colonel Li Xiangshang admitted that there was a kind of tenacity in Zhao Haiping that no one else had, and after repeated efforts, Zhao Haiping, the first soldier to join the Fifth Special Unit as a civilian, finally gained a firm foothold here.
Who would have thought that just a seemingly ordinary homecoming home to visit relatives would have such earth-shaking changes in Zhao Haiping in just a few days. When Zhan Xia Ge received Li Xiangshang's order, he couldn't believe his ears, Zhan Xia Ge still remembers that when he grabbed Li Xiangshang Instructor, his strength was so big that even Li Xiangshang Instructor couldn't help but let out a painful snort, and he asked more than 20 times, which made Li Xiangshang shake his head helplessly.
The second hand on the waterproof military watch beats in a grid, in this silent night, it seems so clear, I don't know when, there are bursts of louder and wilder moans and wheezing from the next door, mixed with the sound of the wooden bed being overwhelmed and almost falling apart, which makes the war hero song even more annoying.
At this moment, there was a sudden "ding" sound in the room, and the bullet casings that were upside down on the chair of the warrior song fell down!
Zhan Xia Ge propped up his hands, and the whole person slid silently under the bed like a snake.
"Squeak......
There was a faint but piercing sound from the lily-leaf-oiled wooden door, and a strange woman pushed the door open and poked her head in, her eyes evidently not yet accustomed to the darkness of the room, and though they were wide open, they could not see anything clearly. She touched the wooden chair behind the door, opened the crack a little more, and then dodged into the room.
She had barely closed the wooden door to her room when a cold tiger-tooth fighting saber rested around her neck. Feeling the unique sharpness and terrifying penetration of the murderous weapon on the tiger tooth fighting saber, the woman involuntarily opened her mouth wide, but she didn't have time to squeeze the exclamation out of her throat, and a strong big hand clasped her mouth.
A cheap perfume smell rushed straight to Zhan Xia Ge's nose, he frowned, slightly let go of the palm that was holding the other party's mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?!" ”
The girl was really frightened, she opened a pair of big eyes, caressed her chest, looked at the man who was hidden in the dark, with a pair of shining eyes and a tiger tooth fighting saber in his hand, she was stunned for a long time before blurting out: "Sir, do you want to collapse the pot?" It's only fifty yuan at a time, and it's one hundred and two nights! ”
"Get out!"
Zhan Xia Ge, who was extremely depressed, didn't say a word, opened the door again, and threw the secret prostitute out of the room directly. The woman let out an exclamation, and watched her body, under the irresistible habitual name, throw straight to the opposite wall, and after a while a slight cry came from outside the door.
Zhan Xia Ge impatiently opened the door again, he looked at the woman's unnatural sagging, obviously red and swollen left arm, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, the power he used just now was indeed a little too great. Tears kept flowing from the woman's eyes, and on her powdered face, there were one pitiful and ridiculous mark after another. She kept wiping the tears on her face with the sleeve of the dress she bought from the stall that looked like it was fifty or sixty yuan at most, and unconsciously made her face miserable.
Zhan Xia Ge quickly looked around the room, and finally saw a plastic basin in a corner of the room, he grabbed the basin and walked to the bathroom, first washed the dirt on the basin little by little, and then took half a basin of cold water and walked back. The woman was still sitting there sobbing quietly, and the warrior song ordered, "Come in!" ”
Seeing that the woman was still sitting there in a daze, Zhan Xia Ge couldn't help frowning, he touched his pocket, made sure that he had enough money when he came out, and said, "Bao Ye!" ”
"Yes, boss!"
It was definitely a professional reaction, obviously her arm was about to be broken, but the woman could still squeeze out a professional smile at the violent man of Zhan Xia Ge in this situation, supported her body with her arm that was still intact, looked around left and right, and then followed Zhan Xia Ge into his room.
As soon as she walked into the room, the woman gritted her teeth, silently took off her coat with one hand, and then reached out to continue to take off her sleeveless high-necked T-shirt.
Zhan Xia Ge took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wet it with water, threw it to the woman, and said, "Wipe your face first!" ”
Zhan Xia Ge grabbed the woman's arm, her skin had a healthy wheat color, she must have been engaged in all kinds of physical work often, and she would not be very old, otherwise it would never be so full of bullet surnames, as soon as people grasped it, an urge to knead it involuntarily swelled in their hearts.
"What's your name?"
The woman replied while wiping the fat powder on her face with the handkerchief that Zhan Xia Ge threw at her, "Ling Han." ”
Zhan Xia Ge's eyebrows raised slightly, I didn't expect this woman to have a poetic name!
"How many years of school?"
Ling Han said in a low voice: "Graduated from junior high school." ”
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-two."
There are no spots on her skin caused by nightlife disorders, and there are no tattoos that those who like to show off their surnames, and Zhan Xia Ge asked without raising his head: "How long have you been doing this business, has it been half a year?" ”
"Four months...... Yes! ”
Zhan Xia Ge pulled Ling Han's injured arm, and suddenly pulled and pulled hard, Ling Han was caught off guard, and let out a painful cry, tears gushing out of her eyes again.
"Your arm was disjointed just now, and I've got it for you now. If you don't want to be crippled if your bones are injured again in the future, don't move yourself. ”
Zhan Xia Ge took out an ointment that could reduce inflammation and relieve pain from her pocket, and applied them evenly to Ling Han's injured arm, as Zhan Xia Ge's broad palm continued to move on her arm, a cold feeling surged throughout her injured arm, and the pain was greatly relieved for a while. Zhan Xia Ge lowered his head, carefully helped Ling Han apply the ointment, and stimulated the medicinal surname of the ointment through massage, Ling Han looked at the hard and focused, strong face like a marble statue by the dim yellow light emitted by the twenty-five watt small light bulb above his head, and unconsciously became stupid.
"Do it yourself, see how it goes, if there's anything inappropriate, just tell me."
Ling Han tried her arm, except for a little soreness, it seemed that there was no big problem, she wiped off all the fat powder, and her tear-stained face couldn't help but show a happy smile, crying and laughing looked indescribably weird. She grabbed her sleeveless high-necked T-shirt, and was just about to take it off, when something fell on her head with a "whirl", Ling Han took it off her head and saw that it was her own coat.
There were already a few more hundred-yuan bills in the pocket of this coat, as well as a leftover ointment used by Zhan Xia Ge just now, Ling Han pinched the banknotes that far exceeded her night fee, looked at Zhan Xia Ge in embarrassment, and said, "Do you have any special requirements or hobbies for service?" Do you like SM or something, as long as I can do it, I'll try to satisfy you. ”
"I have a special request," Zhan Xia Ge pointed to the door and said, "Get out!" ”
Ling Han bit her lip and wanted to stop talking, and after a long time, it wasn't until Zhan Xia Ge was already frowning impatiently that she asked hesitantly, "Do you want me to go out with my clothes on, or go out without clothes?!" ”
mygod!
Zhan Xia Ge was really defeated by Ling Han, he grabbed Ling Han's other arm that was not injured, and with a slightly gentle movement, he directly threw her out of the door again.
"If you can, get out of this business as soon as possible, you're not suitable for this kind of sideways! If you have hands and feet, why can't you? ”
Dropping this sentence, there was a "bang", and the warrior song closed the door and re-buckled a bullet case on the chair.
This night, Zhan Xia Ge couldn't fall asleep at all, and in just a few hours, five or six waves of secret prostitutes pushed open the door and walked into his room, and they all asked the same sentence as soon as they entered the door: "Sir, do you want to collapse?" Fifty at a time, ...... the night"
Before their business introduction was over, Zhan Xia Ge pointed to the door and said, "Get out!" ”
It wasn't until this time that Zhan Xia Ge understood why there was no way to lock or fork the door of this hotel, which was clearly to provide convenient conditions for these secret prostitutes! After tossing and turning again and again, it was not until six o'clock in the morning, when the sky was already cloudy, that the footsteps of those secret prostitutes in the corridor of the hotel gradually became scarce.
At this time, the bullet casing that was upside down on the chair of Zhan Xia Ge actually fell for the seventh time, and a head quietly poked out of the crack in the door. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was so depressed that he was about to explode, and he grabbed what might have been a glass ashtray in his hand, threw it at the head that crept in, and shouted, "Get out!" Are you fucking annoying?! ”
There was no sound of the ashtray breaking in the room, and the ashtray that the warrior song smashed over was caught by the other party. The warrior jumped out of bed violently, the person who quietly got into the room, who else was Zhao Haiping, who was covered with a smell of gunpowder smoke and gasoline?
Zhao Haiping grabbed the cigarette helmet cylinder smashed by Zhan Xia Ge with his left hand, but his right hand tightly clasped a woman whose mouth was tightly gagged by him with a rag.
Zhan Xia Ge looked at it intently, and couldn't help but see a few gold stars in front of him, what kind of madness did Zhao Haiping take, why did he catch that Ling Han again?!
(To be continued)