Chapter 38 Lao Tzu is your ancestor

Pan Hua looked at the room card suspiciously, raised her head and wanted to ask, but she noticed that the waiter had just left, she looked around, but the waiters in the venue were dressed the same, and they didn't find anything in the middle of the ring.

Cold-blooded asked her to give her a room card, this thing...... Strange!

Pan Hua thought for a few seconds, coupled with her understanding of cold-bloodedness, a quiet smile on the corner of her mouth, and walked to the bathroom.

In less than 5 minutes, Pan Hua walked out slowly, holding a handbag in one hand and a room card in the other, bypassing all kinds of crowds and entering the elevator.

From a distance, the waiter had been observing the floor where the elevator was parked, and only then did he take out his mobile phone and make a call......

On the 30th floor of the International Hotel, Pan Hua walked to 1314 after getting out of the elevator, followed the sign on the wall, stood in front of the door, and she hooked her fingers and knocked on the door gently.

In an instant, a two-finger-wide gap opened in the door, and the light inside was dim and the vision was poor.

Pan Hua didn't rush into the door, and the people in the room seemed to be waiting for her very patiently.

Separated by a door, it seems to be a silent contest.

Pan Hua's thin white fingertips dotted on the corners of her lips, and the hand holding the room card was gently attached to the door, "Sir, your room card has dropped!" ”

She's gambling, betting there's a man in the room!

This time, in a moment's breath, the door was opened open, and the people inside were exposed to Pan Hua's eyes.

The other party only had a white bath towel around his waist, his hair was half wet, his face was not good, and he stretched out his palm to get the room card.

But when he saw Pan Hua standing outside the door, he was obviously stunned.

I saw Pan Hua holding the room card between her fingers, and there was a sneer in her beautiful eyes.

"Yan Shao?"

At a glance, Pan Hua recognized him.

It was the man who was in the bar before, accompanying Ye Xinuan.

She remembered that Ye Xinuan called her 'Yan Shao' at that time.

Yan Shao's gloomy eyes looked at Pan Hua for a moment, and his face was full of anger at being played.

He stretched out his hand to puff away the broken hair in front of his forehead, raising the corners of his lips wickedly, and his eyes were full of disgusting lewdness: "Since you know who I am, what are you waiting for?" ”

When the words fell, he stepped forward and grabbed Pan Hua's slightly raised wrist, intending to pull her into the room with absolute strength.

Pan Hua panicked slightly, but she didn't expect Yan Shao to do it directly.

She was staggered by the tugging, and in the panic, she calmed down, and took a calm breath and stepped directly on the instep of his hotel slippers with the heel of her shoe.

"Whew-"

Yan Shao screamed, the strength in his hands was relaxed, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, obviously angry.

He endured the pain, and just wanted to continue to move, a few black shadows flashed at the door, and before he could see clearly, Yan Shao felt that the bridge of his nose was smacked hard, and his nose bone seemed to be broken.

"Hmm-"

The power of this punch was huge, and Yan Shao was directly knocked to the ground, holding his nose and wailing.

Pan Hua was also shocked, and before she could react, her waist was already covered with muscular forearms, and she was pulled into her arms domineeringly, and the tip of her nose instantly rushed into the incense, as well as the slow heartbeat in her ears.

She guessed who it was!

"Damn, who are you? How dare you hit me? ”

Yan Shao, who was lying on the ground on all fours, covered his nose and roared, and the bath towels around his body were loosely scattered, covering only the key parts.

At this time, Mo Liangyu rubbed his wrists, put on leather shoes and kicked Yan Shao's calf bones again, "Lao Tzu is your ancestor!" ”