Chapter 387: So

"Life should be so beautiful!"

Zhang Ning sighed, however, soon, the driver stopped in a small town, and it happened to be next to a hotel, Zhang Ning handed him a few large dollars, and now he, money is no longer a problem, without looking at the driver's grateful and flattering smile, he got out of the car and came to this town.

As soon as he got out of the car, he brought a big black sunglasses, a long-collared gray shirt wrapped around his body, and a bag of food was packed in a big bag.

Looking up, a signboard had a few Korean characters written on it, and to his surprise, there were two Chinese characters, "Hotel", which was unusual, Zhang Ning nodded and went in. In fact, in South Korea, there are signboards with the character Li in many places, but Zhang Ning has walked too few places, and every time he goes out, he is in a state of high mental tension, where do you care about these.

The door of the hotel is a glass door, Zhang Ning slowly pushed it open, the door frame may be a little old, and there was a harsh friction sound when it was pushed, however, Zhang Ning ignored it and walked inside. A little direction on the side facing the door, there is a counter.

A thirty-five or sixteen-year-old woman was sitting behind the counter, and when she saw Zhang Ning coming in, she hurriedly stood up, bowed to Zhang Ning, and said, "Ah, you, oh!"

The woman still has a bit of beauty, but after all, she is old, her skin is a little loose, and her figure is relatively fat, Zhang Ning glanced at the woman's eyes attentively, and found that it was just a piece of clarity inside.

Zhang Ning made up his mind and nodded at her.

Stretched out her hand and took out the documents that Linlin gave herself in her bag, and then took out a stack of money from her bag and put it on the counter, the proprietress saw Zhang Ning constantly pulling things out, and glanced at Zhang Ning in some surprise.

The proprietress said something to Wang Ming, but where did Zhang Ning understand, so she began to use the most primitive way of human communication - gesturing with her hands.

After a quarter of an hour of in-depth exchanges, Zhang Ning and the proprietress reached a broad consensus and came to three conclusions:

First, Zhang Ning came to stay in the hotel.

Second, Zhang Ning has to stay for several days.

Third, you have to pay for staying in the hotel, so Zhang Ning paid the money.

In the first and third articles, Zhang Ning's IQ of up to 208 played a role, and it was easy for the proprietress to figure out what he meant, and on the second one, it was difficult for Zhang Ning, Zhang Ning just took the calendar on the table, pointed to the date in two days, and then took out a stack of money. The proprietress was very happy to understand. Especially when he saw the dollars that Zhang Ning took out of his bag. Her IQ is obviously higher. The smile is also sweeter.

When Zhang Ning had a profound exchange with the proprietress, the proprietress led Zhang Ning to start picking a room. This is also what Zhang Ning requested, of course, how to communicate took Zhang Ning's brains again. In the end, Zhang Ning typeset and lived in a room facing the street, and his door was facing the toilet.

Zhang Ning has seen that the toilet has a door to the outside, and in the corridor, Zhang Ning's room is also next to the window.

Time passed quietly, and after Zhang Ning refused the boss's kindness to invite her to dinner again, the sky finally darkened. Zhang Ning glanced at the western sky. Silently, he pulled out a knife from his body. This is a saber, of course, it is an imitation, which Zhang Ning bought from the store before he came.

Tearing off a piece of cloth from the bed, Zhang Ning carefully wiped the bright white blade of the saber, why is it bright, Zhang Ning thought that he might use this knife to stab an enemy of his own next, that feeling, how beautiful this saber is!

Glancing up at the door, the invisible filaments were tightly tied to the furniture on both sides behind the door, and by the window, there were hardwood mechanisms. Of course, the glass in the hallway and the iron nails in front of the door should be put after dinner. lest the proprietress say.

Quietly, quietly, the sound in the corridor gradually disappeared, and Zhang Ning began his own carefully planned arrangement. The first one to deal with, of course, is the invisible man, well, in fact, it is also the only thing he is worried about, and the rest of the people may have such and such abilities or skills, but as long as they can see it, it is not a big problem, but the enemy they can't see is the most sad.

At this time, Zhang Ning was very glad that this person would just be invisible, if he would still wear through the wall or something, it was estimated that whoever met this kind of person would also have a headache.

The night is as cool as water.

Zhang sat quietly by the window, looking at the street below, this is a small town, although it is not prosperous, but after so many years of development, South Korea is no longer the original poor and humiliated country, and from the national level to the bottom, it is manifested in the treatment of foreigners with an equal mentality, economic independence and rapid development. These things add up, and this is what Zhang Ning, a foreigner, sees.

Although it was late, the town crossed a national highway in the middle of the town, and from the top down, cars and trains kept passing by. The busy scene is no less than the daytime.

However, Zhang Ning's blazing eyes were not looking at these, but at the pedestrians walking by the street and the door of the hotel. Zhang Ning was sitting on the windowsill on the second floor of the window, he had calculated that he jumped from the second floor, with his current physique, it was very easy.

It's been a sleepless night!

His brain shouted to him, don't sleep, his body was trembling slightly, it wasn't fear, but Zhang Ning was practicing his muscles, he needed to multiply his attack power when he erupted violently, he needed to be taken by surprise, whether it was fighting or escaping, the greater the power that erupted, the greater his chance of escaping.

Fight to the death?

This word does not exist in Zhang Ning's dictionary, and only when he is cornered and can't escape, he will fight to the death. Others, Zhang Ning, who went to him and died several times, was already a little worried about the feeling of death.

Think about it, in a few days, kill you again and again, that kind of taste, I guess no one will like it.

Sitting quietly on the windowsill, Zhang Ning's eyes were like shining stars in the night sky, exuding a bright light, staring down for a moment. As midnight came, there were finally fewer cars on the streets, and the town gradually calmed down.

Raising his hand, he looked at his watch: eleven o'clock. The lights in the room were turned off, but Zhang Ning's keen eyesight could see everything in the room clearly in this situation. Turning his head and continuing to look out the window, he said from the bottom of his heart that Zhang Ning had a little bit of luck, and his luck psychology was that he thought that those people could only locate themselves once a day, and not immediately. In this way, I can still have a chance to breathe.

If it was those people who could know their location anytime and anywhere, it would really kill him, and the experience of the past few days was even more cruel and intense than his experience in the past twenty years. He was able to survive because of the humiliating life he had experienced over the years. The heart that had made him once fragile had long since hardened and plied, and now, three days had passed from the tenth to now.

What kind of three days, I died four times, and each time it became more and more miserable. Each time is more and more helpless. He didn't even know how he got here. Perhaps, the number of deaths is too much, and my heart is numb.

Looking out the window, Zhang Ning was a little distracted, thinking about the ability he had gotten.

Suddenly, a black shadow seemed to flash in the corner of Zhang Ning's eyes, Zhang Ning looked over, but found nothing, and laughed at himself in his heart, maybe it was because he was nervous and too nervous.

Shaking his head, Zhang Ning withdrew his thoughts and stared at the vehicles on the street and the door of the hotel again. After a while, Zhang Ning looked at his watch again, and at eleven o'clock, there was no movement outside, and there were no people who even came to stay in the hotel. Zhang Ning calculated that after he stayed in the hotel, only two groups of three people entered the hotel, and the proprietress went out to buy some vegetables and came back.

Looking at the three people who live in the hotel, they don't look like agents or anomalies, but maybe it's impossible for a supernatural person to have three words written on his face that he is an anomalous person. The hostess is even more unlikely.

"Oops!"

A woman's cry of pain came in, Zhang Ning instantly judged that it was the voice in the corridor, and it was very close to his door, he put some glass shards in front of the door, very small pieces, but once someone stepped on it, it would make a crackling sound, ordinary people would not pay attention to it, but Zhang Ning's current ear power can be easily heard.

Needless to say, the woman stepped on the glass shards under her cloth, and Zhang Ning had already heard a subtle crackling sound just now. His heart tightened, Zhang Ning's whole body tensed, his muscles agitated, and his mental strength was highly concentrated. His eyes were fixed on the door.

Bang! Bang!