"Little brother, do you want to stay in the hotel?" The female boss waved her hand like a fly, and let the four or five men around her walk away, and she pulled open the collar, making the scenery of the white flowers under the neckline more obvious, especially the bottomless gap, which made people reverie.

Before Luo Yan could answer, a man with missing front teeth, yellow and dull hair, like a ball of withered grass, laughed, "This is not nonsense, you are running a hotel here, what are you doing here?"

A man with a fleshy face laughed, and there was a centipede-like scar on his cheek, and when he smiled, the scar was even more hideous.

"Huang Maozong, you don't sell food to the proprietress?"

"Look at that kid's milky appearance, just let our boss lady feed him with milk."

Suddenly, several men laughed obscenely.

The proprietress shouted angrily: "Get out, the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, of course you want to drink the old lady's milk, but even if I squeeze and feed the dog, it's not cheap for you!"

When she roared, several men laughed even more happily, but they still walked away, so as not to affect the business of the proprietress .

However, Huang Maozong and the scar-faced man both looked at Luo Yan a few more times, especially Luo Yan's backpack, and then the two exchanged glances with each other and went out.

Luo Yan came to the counter and said in a deep voice, "One room."

The proprietress greeted people with a smile: "Little brother, where did you get it, is there only one person, it's been cold recently, do I want to add you an extra quilt."

A man in the back quipped: "Where is the use of Tim, the proprietress will just warm the bed for the little brother tonight." Ь.

"***, talk nonsense, be careful that the old lady cuts off your thing and feeds it to the dog!" The proprietress picked up a cup and smashed it over.

Then he straightened his clothes, smiled and said, "Ignore them bastards."

At last.

Luo Yan asked for a room and ordered dinner, and the proprietress said that he would deliver it in person later, so he took the key and went upstairs.

Nowadays, it is not as good as before the natural disaster, all kinds of electronic equipment are complete, and life is convenient.

So the hotel used the original door locks, not the electronic locks that prevailed before the natural disaster.

After Luo Yan opened the door with the key, he walked in and saw that although the room was small, it was quite clean.

It's just that the sound insulation effect is a little poor, and the sound of squeaking and shaking the bed board next door can be heard clearly by Luo Yan.

He put down his luggage and rested for a while, and the proprietress brought food over, probably because she hadn't met a good man for a long time, and the proprietress looked at Luo Yan like a hungry tigress, wanting to pounce on him and eat him.

It's a pity that Luo Yan didn't even look at her much, and closed the door after letting her put her things down.

Outside the door, the proprietress took a sip: "I dislike my age? The little kid doesn't understand his sister's goodness!"

After dinner, Luo Yan packed up his things and went downstairs to the counter: "Boss, is there fuel for sale in the camp?"

Perhaps because of her enthusiasm and unresponsiveness, the proprietress said lukewarmly, "Yes, yes, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy it."

"Tell me about it." Luo Yan was very sensible and put a plate of anti-inflammatory tablets on the counter.

The proprietress glanced at it, quickly put away the medicine, and then sighed: "Little enemy, if you want to buy fuel, you have to go to 'Huo'.

"He's in the bar, you go to him, and say that Sister Lan introduced you."

Luo Yan nodded, "Thank you."

He thought for a moment and asked, "Which bar?"

Sister Lan leaned forward, and the scenery on her neckline was about to come out: "There is only one bar in the camp." Xiushu.com

Only then did Luo Yan leave.

After he left, Sister Lan snorted and buttoned her neckline: "I don't even look at it, this kid must have tried a woman's good."

The camp was lively.

People come and go, and modified vehicles pass by from time to time, which is rarely seen on the surface of the surface except for those mecha-protected bases, which are rarely seen in other small camps.

It's just that the health situation is worrying.

There was sewage and household garbage everywhere, but the people on the surface didn't take it seriously, and some drunkards simply lay in the garbage heap, drunk and unconscious.

Luo Yan carefully avoided a few wild warblers who wanted to pull him into the dark alley, found the bar, pushed the door in, and actually made a stone screen inside the gate.

It's just that this stone screen is painted with colorful paint or luminous paint, painted with various exaggerated shapes, wild styles and even a little crazy patterns.

Walking into the bar, there are round tables on high legs scattered around, the bar is rattling, crystal clear glass wine glasses touch from time to time, *** tattooed leather girls, hippies with hair dyed in various colors, scantily dressed bartenders, and all kinds of characters rubbing shoulders in the bar.

The smell of alcohol and low-quality perfumes permeated the air, and the smell of decadence filled every corner of the bar.

Luo Yan squeezed through the group of demons and monsters, came to the bar, and knocked on the table.

A bartender with a phoenix tail, purple eyeliner, and lip nails looked over: "What do you want to drink, or do you want some stimulation?"

She pulled down her neckline, and there were a few cigarettes between the two peaks, and at a glance she knew that it was added.

Luo Yan shook his head and said, "I'm looking for 'hot.'"

The barmaid raised her neckline and said, "Do you know the rules, come to the bar and don't consume, what's the difference between calling a technician and not massage?"

Luo Yan glanced at her, then took out a few bullets and let them fall on the table with a long sigh: "Is this enough?"

"That's enough." The bartender put the bullet away, then poured a glass of wine and put it on the table and asked, "Do you want to add milk?"

Luo Yan was stunned: "Do you still add milk to your wine?"

What the hell is this?

The bartender was also stunned, and then laughed almost out of breath: "New here, right?"

"Our wine here is not milk, it's that kind."

She gestured not far away.

Luo Yan looked.

See an indescribable picture.

Let him, the person who has beheaded the overlord and faced the heavenly ghosts, his heartbeat can't help but be a little faster.

He quickly took the glass of wine, gulped it down, and tapped the empty glass, "Take me to 'Fire'."

The bartender whistled, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy ran over.

"Take him to the fire."

The bartender pointed to Luo Yandao.

The older boy nodded, and squeezed into the bar.

Luo Yan followed, and finally came to the deepest part of the bar, where there were several sofas, and a shirtless man leaned on the sofa, hugging left and right.

The big boy ran over and pointed at Luo Yan, but he didn't know what he said, the man leaned forward slightly and looked at Luo Yan: "Are you looking for me?"

"Are you hot?"

After Luo Yan confirmed, he said, "I want to write some fuel, Sister Lan introduced me."

Huo hooked his fingers: "No problem, but I have a rule, pay first, and then get the goods."

After Luo Yan asked the price, he threw over a bag with medicine and bullets, enough to fill up the car.

After seeing the explosion, he threw the bag to a bald man in the back, and waved his hand: "You can go, go to the bar and ask the bartender for a whiskey, I'll please."

Luo Yan asked, "When can I refuel?"

Hotfire looked up, laughed, and then laughed with the woman next to him and her men.

Luo Yan just looked at them expressionlessly and laughed. Xiushu.com

PS: Today's shift, take a break~