Chapter Forty-Three: Another Door
One by one, the forms came out of my hands, and the 'guests' filled out the forms sluggishly and walked straight to the right side of the hallway door, as if something was attracting them.
I wiped my saliva and looked at the 'people' who entered the hotel in confusion.
What's going on?
Why did you come so many at once?
The little girl said yesterday that she has been busy lately, has there been any group death in the town?
After tossing for a while, when the twenty or so 'people' all entered the door on the right side of the corridor, there was a roar of motors at the entrance of the hotel.
Immediately after, a blue sports car appeared in front of the hotel gate.
The car door opened, and a tall short-haired beauty stepped out of the car, wearing a short suspender skirt, and strode into the hotel gate.
The moment I saw her, my eyes shrank suddenly, and the black cat at the reception desk also stood up, hunched its waist, staring at the short-haired beauty, and let out a low whining sound.
He Jing!
She's here at this time!
Didn't the little girl and Mo Li go to catch this woman?
Don't......
Little girl, they missed and were caught?
She walked to a place more than two meters in front of the reception desk and stopped, and if she got closer, the black cat on the reception desk would probably pounce immediately.
At this time, He Jing is very different from the one I have seen before, she gave people a very hard and cold feeling, and at first glance she is the kind of person who does things vigorously.
At this time, she applied a little powder, her eyeshadow was very heavy, and the smile on her face gave people a very charming feeling, and the atmosphere of wind and dust was heavier.
Even if a person's personality and temperament change, it is impossible to have such a big change in just a few days, which can only show that this woman is very good at disguise.
He Jing looked at me with a smile and said politely: "I'm sorry, I lied to you before!" ”
I didn't be hypocritical and polite to her, and said in a deep voice: "What about Tang Xiaoya and Mo Li?" ”
"Oh, don't worry, they'll be back in a while!"
He Jing said softly: "Actually, our purpose is not to be an enemy of you, we still understand the truth that a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, but if we don't use a little means, I'm afraid you won't give us equal qualifications for dialogue......
"Meow~"
The black cat let out a low bark, interrupting He Jing's words.
He Jing shrugged, pointed to the closed door on the left side of the hall, and said with a smile: "I just want to say a few words to my old friend, and leave after speaking, I will compensate you for the trouble caused to you in the past few days, how about it?" ”
Behind the corridor door on the right side of the hall, in the words of the little girl, it is equivalent to a special prison. However, what is behind the door of the corridor on the left, the little girl did not mention to me.
Not only that, but the corridor door on the left is like a very inconspicuous existence, which can make people subconsciously forget that there is a door over there.
When He Jing said these words at this time, it was obvious that something was being held behind the door of the corridor on the left, and all she had done before was just to be qualified to say a few words to some 'old friend' who was being held here?
Should I believe this kind of nonsense?
Actually, it doesn't matter if I believe it or not, because after saying this, the little girl walked straight to the door of the corridor on the left.
I glanced at the black cat and whispered, "Isn't it a little bad for us to just do it?" ”
I thought that the black cat would stop it, but I didn't know that it didn't mean that at all, and the cat's face showed a humanized complexity, as if it was hesitating and tangled in something.
Seeing He Jing walk into the corridor door on the left, I frowned, and when I was about to flicker the black cat to the left corridor door to take a look, a strong figure walked directly in front of the reception desk.
301's strong man with red gloves!
I don't know when he came downstairs, but with a large kitchen knife in his hand, he walked towards the corridor door on the left with a calm face.
Although his expression seemed calm, he always felt that there was an unconcealable rage in his body, as if he could go crazy at any time.
After he walked through the door on the left side of the hallway, I looked at the black cat again, and my voice was lowered, and I said, "Who is behind that door?" If there is a fight later, what should we do? ”
The black cat ignored me, staring at the door on the left side of the hallway, as if waiting for something.
"Bang ......"
Suddenly, a dull slashing sound came from behind the door on the left, and it was obvious that it had been moved.
They're not here, little girl, and the black cat is staying here like a wood carving, what can I do?
If that strong man can chop He Jing up, it's fine, but if he is not He Jing's opponent, the consequences may be terrible.
At this time, I was in a strange mood, not the slightest nervousness and fear, but a strong desire to join in the fun, a very irritable impulse, the feeling of wanting to rush in and tear everything inside apart.
Such a thought came and scared myself, when did I become so violent?
Also, don't you have a few pounds and a few taels?
Rushing in at this time, isn't that delivering food to others?
The dull slashing sound behind the door didn't last long, and after the dead silence was restored, the door opened, and He Jing walked out from inside.
Her face was a little paler than before, but she still had that seductive smile on her face, nodded to me and the black cat at the reception desk, and walked out of the hotel door.
Watching her walk into the blue supercar, watching the supercar roar away and disappear into the night, I had mixed feelings.
Could it be that the strong man of 301 was killed?
"Bang~"
The door to the left side of the hallway opened again, but this time with a big foot.
The strong man of 301 walked out from behind the door, his face was still calm and indifferent, but the violent anger on his body seemed to be even stronger, and the large kitchen knife in his hand was still dripping with black liquid, and he didn't know what it was contaminated.
Just a few steps after the strong man walked out of the door, his steps slammed, turned his head to stare at the closed door, and said in a low voice: "Go back!" ”
As the words fell, the door silently opened a crack, and a pale hand poked out of the crack in the door, grabbed the edge of the door, and pulled the door open little by little.