The green sweatshirt said that he saw the proprietress go up to the third floor, she didn't use the key to open the door, her footsteps didn't stop at all, and went directly into the door of the man in blue.

As he described it, it was integration.

It's like it's not a sturdy door, it's a jelly castle in the cartoon, and people squeeze a little bit outside and just go straight in.

"He didn't resist at all?" Lan Shuying asked, this "he" refers to the man in blue.

"Nope!"

The green sweatshirt said: There was a snoring sound next door, and it stopped in the third second after the proprietress entered.

The man in blue was like he had died in a dream, and he couldn't see any injuries on his body.

"I don't really know how she did it, I was standing behind my door and I heard her next door, and she opened it from the inside and dragged the body down...... Boom, boom......"

The green sweatshirt imitates it very devotedly, and the left hand is still beating up and down at this rhythm, and those who don't know think it's the music teacher teaching the students.

Lan Shuying said with a headache: "Stop, stop, you don't have to simulate that voice for me, go on, where did she drag the corpse?" ”

"Cellar."

The green sweatshirt felt the pressure from the muzzle of the gun and replied honestly.

Lan Shuying thought that the "sound of pounding clothes" she heard at night was probably the proprietress beating the body of the man in blue. This woman is evil enough, do you have to break her bones after killing, what's the use?

Also, she and Aisha talked about the whereabouts of the corpse on the third floor, and it stands to reason that no sound should be heard from below, but the proprietress immediately came up from the first floor; The green sweatshirt saw the proprietress easily "melt" into the door......

Could it be that the hostess and this hotel are connected to some extent?

Come to think of it, hehe...... I really want to live in a different place......

"Did you follow up?"

The green sweater immediately denied: "Eldest sister, you overestimate me too much, how dare I!" I hid carefully enough, she walked all the way, and she didn't look back, she definitely couldn't see me, and as soon as she opened the cellar, she turned back! Carrying the corpse and smiling at me, it made my heart ......"

"She didn't attack you?"

"I didn't ...... Well, her daughter, Aisha, just opened the door and asked me to go back to my room, so I hurried up. ”

This passage is a bit informative.

Lan Shuying asked the question she wanted to know the most: "Where is the entrance to the cellar?" ”

"Behind the counter! Just move that plank out of the way. ”

The green sweatshirt pleaded pitifully: "Woman, you said that we came from one place, and we have the fate to live together, so we have to join forces!" Otherwise, she wouldn't have been killed one by one! ”

Lan Shuying asked rhetorically: "Haven't you discussed changing places to live?" ”

The green sweatshirt was shocked: "This ...... The two of them went to look for it, but yesterday we didn't have a day of searching, and we must have to sleep on the street when we moved out of the hotel. ”

Suddenly, I heard the woman say lightly: "Haven't you considered robbing in the street?" ”

"Huh?"

"Rob, miss, get caught, you have a place to live." She added slowly: "The worse the attitude, the longer you stay." "This experience does not apply to all planes, so don't imitate it.

The green sweater was silent for a few seconds, and then stood in awe: "Senior! I'm going to talk to the two brothers, can you get rid of this thing? ”

"I can't."

Lan Shuying didn't finish speaking, and pulled out his right hand that was nested in his pocket.

I saw that between the thumb and index finger, there was a sharp blade!

The green sweatshirt didn't expect her to make a sudden move. He had a good handle and would definitely not hurt himself, but when she pulled him, the blade was reversed, and a hole was immediately pierced in his palm.

The wound was not large, but it was already bleeding out.

The face of the green sweatshirt suddenly turned white.

He glared back at her, his eyes full of resentment, as if she were a murderous enemy!

Lan Shuying threw the gun up, freed his hands, dislocated his arm before the pistol landed, and threw the person to the ground, just at this time to catch the pistol and insert it back into his pocket.

This person was wrong in the first place.

She spotted him on her way to the watch shop, and was followed by him all the way out, and he kept his body relaxed all the time—his hands swinging at his sides, and he walked in a big way;

But when she reached the no-man's land, she found him with his right hand in his pocket.

Never took it out again.

It wasn't until she showed up and held the muzzle of the gun against him that he seemed surprised that she had a gun in her hand.

The way for a normal person to surrender is to raise his two hands, just now, in the process of his narration, his left hand will swing according to the tone, and his right hand is still reluctant to let go.

So she guessed he had a weapon in his pocket.

If there is such a person, he will talk to you enthusiastically about cooperation, and he will not hesitate to take the initiative to inform important information. Out of sight, he's feeling for his weapon, waiting for you to let go—because that's the perfect time for him to attack.

Then, his so-called cooperation, she didn't want to believe even a pause.

"You deliberately exposed your whereabouts to me, lured me closer, told the truth, and had just the right amount of emotion...... Overall, I give full marks for acting. ”

Lan Shuying's gaze fell on the blade on the ground.

If you look closely, the corner of the blade is fresh blood, but not only this, but there is also a dark red stuck to the recess.

There is a raised place with royal blue silk hooked.

"I see, the guy in blue was attacked by you." Lan Shuying muttered, "A small wound that can heal in a few days can make you change so much...... If you hate me for hurting you, it means that it has something to do with the reason why the player is out. ”

"If you have an injury on your body, you will be targeted by the proprietress of the boss, right?"

The green sweatshirt was lying on his back on the ground, and there was no trace of cowardice and honesty on his ordinary face.

He raised his chin unruly and scolded angrily: "I know and ask, are you cheap?" ”

At this point, he had no hope of making it back alive.

Players are free to kill among themselves, and if he loses, the probability of the woman letting him go is very small.

But he would rather die at her hands.

Compared to the weird boss lady, being killed by the player can leave a good memory, rather than dying inexplicably......

If the first two can survive the period of weakness after going back, how can they leave a psychological shadow on the world......

The jar was broken, and the green sweatshirt simply tried to provoke the woman in front of him. Lan Shuying's response was a kick in the chin:

"If you can't afford to lose, don't come in."

Three thousand reincarnation realms, there are so many places to go, since you choose a killing game, don't show this kind of hypocrisy. If you can't afford the consequences, then what are you going to do?

Want to have a blast? I won't give it.

The green sweatshirt was desperate, and she was dragging herself back to the hotel.

At this time, things took a turn for the better, and he heard neat and hurried footsteps leaning over: "Madam, please wait a minute! ”

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