He felt a scorching air flow rising from his stomach, the hot air quickly spread all over his body along the blood, he pulled the buttons of his clothes, his throat was about to smoke, he swallowed hard, opened his mouth and said, "Water, water......"

The strong physical discomfort made him lose the heart of sleeping, and he opened his eyelids and looked around the room.

In front of him was a long gauze tent, which was reflected by the dim wall lamp, like the skirt of a young woman, sometimes lifted, sometimes falling, and the people who watched it were dazzled.

He closed his eyes and shook his head, which felt dizzy.

And something seems to be driving the primitive ** in his body, and the blood in his body is spurting out to make him more and more uncomfortable.

He sat up suddenly, ignoring his splitting headache, staggered to the bathroom and turned on the showerhead.

The cold tap water poured him with cold water, and the cold water kept slapping his head, cheeks, and body...... After a while, I was soaking wet.

made him feel a lot more comfortable, and when he looked at himself drenched in soup, he couldn't help but wonder: What's wrong with him?

When he looked up, he saw a person standing at the door of the room.

A woman, that is a woman who cannot be described as beautiful alone, wearing a flight attendant uniform, a silk scarf, stockings, and heels.

Her attraction is not her looks and dress, of course, her appearance is very outstanding, and she will definitely turn 100% when she walks on the street.

But the most attractive thing about her is not these, but the sense of mystery that exudes from the inside out.

This sense of mystery is fatally alluring, making people want to get closer and want to find out.

Then look at the double bathtub next to the bed, next to the bay window, and the small stage and metal pole next to the bathtub.

Even if he hadn't been there, he could guess where it was.

Wen Jie raised his head and let the shower sprinkle straight on his face, then suppressed the restlessness in his body, and walked out of the bathroom quickly, ready to rush out of the door.

But at this time, the mysterious "flight attendant" woman moved lightly and blocked the door.

raised his face and looked at Wen Jie defiantly.

"Let me out!" Wen Jie propped up the wall with one hand and said coldly.

His breath mixed with alcohol sprayed on the flight attendant's face, and the woman who was only one step away from him blinked slightly, her long eyelashes teased people's hearts like a long eyelash brush, and under the eyelashes were a pair of beautiful eyes, narrow and evil, as if she could see through your thoughts at a glance.

"Yes, leave your life behind!" The flight attendant lifted his skirt and reached for the dagger hidden at the base of his stockings.

But as soon as her arm touched the dagger, Wen Jie's big strong hand pressed her hand hard.

The woman looked down at the position of Wen Jie's hand, and snorted ambiguously: "What's the hurry?" ”

Wen Jie's hand touched the handle of the dagger with body temperature.

A nerve in his brain strained violently, and he took a deep breath and slammed his knee into the woman's abdomen twice.

The woman's face twitched, and after a brief expression of pain, there was a long, hideous smile.

"Why aren't you dead yet!" As if she was going crazy, her other hand pinned behind her back pulled out another dagger from her short skirt and stabbed at Wen Jie furiously.

Wen Jie retreated, dodging left and right, avoiding the blades that the woman attacked again and again.

The woman laughed and pulled her hair back to the back of her head, swinging her arms with too much force, tearing a hole in the neckline of her thin blouse.

She simply tore off her coat and continued to wield the dagger wearing only her undershirt.

She attacked fiercely, temporarily forcing Wen Jie to retreat a few meters away from the door.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she pulled out the dagger in her stockings, with both blades in her hands, and her two arms moved up and down, left and right in unison, and for a moment she only felt the cold light of cold blades flashing everywhere in the dark room.

Wen Jie lifted the sheet suddenly, and "thorn, thorn, thorn" was cut out by the woman in twos and threes, getting rid of the shackles of the sheet.

After the woman jumped out of the sheet, she found that Wen Jie had already the steel pipe on the small stage.

This kind of thing is all decoration, Wen Jie kicked the connection between the small stage and the metal steel pipe as soon as he was bored, and he sighed at the steel pipe in his hand, and was very satisfied with the attack power of the pipe in his hand.

It's always better to have this than to be bare-handed.

He picked up the mineral water at the head of the bed, poured it in, and poured the rest of it on his head.

While he was drinking, the woman lifted a chair with a strange shape and smashed it over.

Wen Jie waved the steel pipe with one hand, and the chair was broken up in the air.

After drinking the water, he threw away the mineral water bottle, and vigorously waved the steel pipe in his hand, and the steel pipe broke through the air and made a "buzz, buzz, buzz" wind sound.

The woman was defeated for a while, and soon retreated to the door of the room.

Wen Jie put the steel pipe against her neck and kicked it twice, and the dagger in the woman's hand was kicked out.

"Why did you kill me?"

The woman tilted her head, looking like she was being slaughtered.

Wen Jie tilted his head to the side and said fiercely: "Get out of the way!" ”

The woman stepped back to the side and stepped out of the doorway.

Wen Jie quickly twisted the doorknob, but the door didn't move, he looked sideways at the woman and said, "Open the secret lock." ”

"It's useless, it's locked from the outside." The woman said indifferently.

"Who sent you? Why did you kill me? Wen Jie patted his head, and the passion that had just been cooled by the water rekindled in his body.

Inch by inch, it ate away at his sanity.

Wen Jie seemed to think of something again, he propped his hand on the wall, gritted his back molars and said, "You drugged me?" ”

The woman showed a hint of doubt on her face, and then the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Wen Jie felt like his head was about to blow up, and he kicked the door like crazy. The door flickered and was not kicked open.

At this moment, the door was opened, and two men stood in the doorway, the leader of the men straightening the backpack he was carrying in the crook of his arm.

There was a pinhole camera hidden in his backpack, which was the reporter who Wang Hui instructed to come over to secretly film the affairs of the young master of the Wen family.

They listened to the sound of ping-pong in the room, and thought that Young Master Wen and Mei Jiaoniang were fighting hand-to-hand, and the heat was almost there, and they would definitely be able to shoot some fragrant and violent pictures when they broke in at this time.

Unexpectedly, the two reporters looked at a man and a woman at the door of the room for a moment, and both sides were blindsided.

What's the situation?

How did the two people in the room beat you to death?

The reporter was still the leader of the experience, and he hurriedly took the room card and asked: "Is this an 805 private room?" ”

His companion next to him chimed in: "Wrong, wrong, this is room 806." It must be that the front desk has just made a mistake with the private room key card. ”

Wen Jie didn't pay attention to the two of them singing and acting in harmony there, he had a gloomy face, snatched the door card from the hand of the man in front of him, and walked quickly outside.

Leaving three people looking at each other, the reporter led by the reporter still read to the mysterious female killer in the room one by one: "The front desk got the wrong access card, that ......"