Working with wool for several days in a row made Mu Qing feel a little boring.

After all, she is not a real appraiser, and she has only just come into contact with wool and jadeite, so she has been a little bored for a few days.

The night in Ruizhou City is beautiful.

She came to a shopping street alone, wandering the streets, her eyes wandering over some snacks on both sides of the street.

At this moment, Mu Qing is like a real senior high school student.

Leaving the wool market, she seems to have regained her identity as a student, and once again has the true character of an eighteen-year-old girl who should have been shopping and eating.

After wandering around the streets for nearly two hours, Mu Qing didn't need to eat dinner.

Her stomach had already been filled with Ruizhou snacks on the side of the road in the process of shopping.

I took out my phone and glanced at the time, and it was now half past eight in the evening.

Mu Qing also planned to go back to the hotel.

Most of the commercial streets in Ruizhou City are in the alleys, and after leaving the alleys, it is the street, and she walks back along the road she came from.

After leaving the commercial street, Mu Qing took a car directly and went straight to the Jinling Hotel.

The taxi driver here in Ruizhou City is quite enthusiastic, and while driving, he will occasionally chat with Mu Qing about the customs and customs of Ruizhou City.

In this regard, Mu Qing was not very interested.

All the way to Jinling Hotel, after entering the hotel, Mu Qing's eyes looked at the clocks of various countries on the wall behind the service desk, and saw that the hour hand on the Huaxia clock pointed to nine.

Mu Qingjing walked towards the elevator.

After a ding, the elevator door opened, and Mu Qing stepped in.

The next second, the elevator door closed immediately.

And the blind spot of the elevator suddenly fell a male body, which pressed heavily on Mu Qing's shoulder.

Smelling a strong smell of blood, Mu Qing's brows immediately furrowed.

"Take me to your room." The hoarse male voice was obviously telling Mu Qing that he was very thirsty and his throat was about to smoke.

Mu Qing didn't speak, silently pressed the floor, and looked down at the inch-headed man who was pressing his head on his shoulder expressionlessly.

Just when Mu Qing's eyes looked at the man, the man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and said in a low voice.

"Don't play tricks, I promise not to hurt you!"

Along the way, no one entered the elevator, and the elevator went straight to the eighth floor where Mu Qing lived unimpeded.

After stepping out of the elevator, the man seemed to realize that his body might be too heavy for Mu Qing's petite figure, and he forcibly half pressed on Mu Qing's shoulder, following Mu Qing's footsteps all the way.

In the brightly lit corridor of the Jinling Hotel, the figures of the two are reflected on the ground, merging into a shadow.

The carpet under their feet covered the road, and the two of them walked heavily, but there was no sound.

Mu Qing had no intention of paying attention to these, she was secretly guessing in her heart whether the man's identity was right or evil.

Mu Qing, who was about to throw this man directly at the safety exit not far away, had not yet had time to take action to complete this plan, but was blocked by several tall and burly men who appeared in front and behind the corridor on both sides.

However, Mu Qing didn't even have a chance to look at those people, so he was slammed on his head by the big palm that had always been generous.

At the same time, a man's hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Don't look up." ”

After the faint four words fell, the deafening gunfire came to my ears again.

Mu Qing, who has keen senses and quick skills, is like an alpaca at this moment, being held in the arms of a man with one hand, and in the next second, the man hugged her and rolled towards the safety exit gate not far away.