Chapter 38: The Treatment of the Purple Card
Zhang Luo and Yi Huaxi left the caravan safely under the protection of Old Man Zheng.
Yi Huaxi was escorted back to Yi Fu, and Yi Dongchen had already been rescued by the cold blade, and then, it was the turn of the horse gang to be at peace.
Zheng Mansion, in the study.
Old Man Zheng sat at the desk drinking Tieguanyin and asked, "The offspring of the old Zhang family?" ”
Zhang Luo didn't dare to hide anything, and said, "Yes."
Old Man Zheng smiled, he couldn't imagine that he could help Zhang Erye's descendants today, and he was not less favored by Zhang Erye back then.
"Boy, in the future in the capital, as long as someone dares to touch you, tell me at any time."
Old Man Zheng patted his chest and said.
Zhang Luo didn't know what tricks this old man Zheng was playing, but one thing Zhang Luo knew very well was that he would not harm himself.
"Thank you, Mr. Zheng."
Zhang Luo will not refuse, now that he is helpless in the capital, it is not easy to find a backstage like Old Man Zheng.
The two chatted for a while, and the old man Zheng handed Zhang Luo a purple card, saying that he didn't need money to spend anywhere in the capital, and he enjoyed the top treatment, so he took the card and left the Zheng Mansion.
Out of the Zheng Mansion, Zhang Luo quickened his pace, he always felt that there was a strange feeling inside.
In the hall of Yifu, there were eight middle-aged men in strange costumes, all of whom wore long braids from the Qing Dynasty, and each of them had no expression on their faces.
This is the eight permanent servants of the Cheng family back then, and no one knows why they are here today.
Yi Dongchen personally stepped forward to pour tea for them, and said very politely: "There are eight laborers today."
As soon as the tea was finished, the eight people each placed a copper coin on the table, and then walked out of Yifu.
At about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, there were forty-nine corpses neatly placed on the caravan training ground, each of whom was drunk to the throat and killed with a knife.
The eight men collected their swords, left eight copper coins on the ground, and disappeared into the caravan.
Zhang Luo walked alone on the bustling street, walking aimlessly, carrying an ancient sword, like a swordsman.
North City Hotel.
Zhang Luo came here at will, and he will stay here today.
Zhang Luo walked into the hotel, and there were two young ladies at the front desk, who were not bad in figure and appearance.
"Open the room".
The young lady bowed very politely and asked, "What level of suite do you want to live in, one person or two?" ”
With that, the young lady took out the classification of the suite.
Six-star suite: 10,000 yuan
Star Suite: 50,000 yuan
Supreme Suite: 100,000 yuan
Imperial Suite: 200,000 yuan
Purple Card Supreme: Free
After reading it, Zhang Luo said to her: "Let's just the last suite."
When the young lady heard this, her face was full of surprise, and she asked, "May I ask which son of the capital is Mr.?" ”
"It's not anyone's, it's just an idle cloud and a wild crane" Zhang Luo's current identity is indeed the same.
"Then please show me the purple card," said the young lady.
The young lady also didn't expect to meet two purple card customers one after another today.
Zhang Luo took out the purple card from his waist bag and was about to hand it to her, but the young lady was so frightened that she stepped aside.
"I'm sorry sir, picking up the purple card is our disrespect for you, so we can't take it, please come with me, please come with me" Miss immediately stepped forward to lead the way, and personally took Zhang Luo up, this is a treatment that no suite has, except for the purple card.
Zhang Luo followed this tall young lady into a special elevator, up to the nineteenth floor, after some small talk, Zhang Luo asked something, and the young lady replied, not daring to have the slightest emotion.
Her name is Li Yueqin, graduated from a prestigious university, and because of family reasons, she went to the hotel to do this part-time job.
As soon as the elevator opened, the front was full of splendor, like a royal palace.
"Sir, there are eight suites in front of you, you can choose from them," the young lady said, and then took the elevator down.
Zhang Luo stepped out of the elevator, and he didn't expect that there was such a place in the capital.
Zhang Luo walked around and chose a suite with a rhyme engraved on the door.
The suite was not locked, Zhang Luo pushed the door directly in, and suddenly smelled a burst of women's fragrance, is every suite like this?
After putting away the things, Zhang Luo took off his shirt and walked towards the bathroom, taking a shower first.
Because the sound insulation effect of each room in the suite is too good, Zhang Luo didn't know that there was anyone in the bathroom, so he pushed the door directly in.
Zhang Luo was dumbfounded, there was actually a graceful woman in front of her who was taking a bath, probably because her eyes were blocked by foam, and the sound of water was too loud, she didn't notice Zhang Luo next to her.
She wears long hair draped over her shoulders, is about one meter seven or eight tall, convex and backward, and has a standard melon seed face.
When the water washed the foam off her face, she smiled back and was startled when she suddenly saw a shirtless man standing next to her.
"Ah, rascals".
Zhang Luo's body trembled, and then he reacted, he had seen everyone else, could he not be a hooligan?
"Girl, listen to me......"
Watching me take a shower so blatantly still wants me to listen to you.
She ran over and wanted to slap Zhang Luo and kill this pervert.
But because she was barefoot, the ground was full of foam, and as soon as her feet slipped, her body threw herself at Zhang Luo.
Zhang Luo is such a big man, he can't get out of the way, let her fall to the ground, out of instinctive reaction, Zhang Luo stretched out his hands and hugged her.
Zhang Luo only felt that there were two soft things on his chest, and his body was slippery.
Zhang Luo seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and was reluctant to let go, the woman suddenly stood firm, slapped her, and slapped Zhang Luo's face, and a slap mark appeared.
"Bastard, I'm going to kill you"
When Zhang Luo heard this, this was worth it, the crazy woman, she couldn't fight, she immediately pushed her away, ran out of the bathroom, took her things, and left quickly.
The woman stood in place, with a blank face, this came too suddenly, how could she just return to China, and she was looked at by a man, how could she live.
She swore that she would find him and kill him.
Zhang Luo ran to another suite, locked the door, and escaped without danger, I can't think of it, I can't imagine it, today I Zhang Luo encountered this kind of good thing, although her appearance is not as beautiful as Huaxi, but it is not much worse, and more importantly, this figure.
Thinking of what happened just now, Zhang Luo laughed sullenly in his heart, Zhang Luo was lying on the soft bed, and he thought of her on his chest just now.
Zhang Luo rolled over, and the ghost seal fell under the bed.
A burst of black gas came out, and four Yin soldiers appeared.
"Lord, what do you command?"
The four Yin soldiers said in unison.
Zhang Luo immediately sat up and looked at the four Yin soldiers, the evil aura on their bodies was a lot less, it seemed that it was the effect of this ghost seal.
"It's all right, go in."
"Yes".
Zhang Luo picked up the ghost seal, and the Yin soldiers turned into four strands of black qi and drilled in.
Zhang Luo leaned against the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, and his face became full of thoughts.
My longevity is approaching, and these seem to have no meaning to me, I don't bring it with me when I live, and I don't take it away from death.