"Brother Li, I feel like he might be afraid of something!"

"When he attacked us just now, his moves were all dead, but as soon as we got close to you, he didn't dare to come!"

Zhang San reminded me behind his back.

As soon as he reminded me, I looked at the hotel owner again.

It was indeed evident that he seemed to be bluffing.

And he took that monster upstairs, why didn't he choose to kill us with a monster until now?

Either he has a problem with his brain, or there is some secret hidden in it.

Or rather, there is something in me that he fears.

Could it be?

"Leng Yuqing, are you there?" I screamed in my heart.

However, there was no response.

Isn't it Leng Yuqing?

By the way, I remembered what I got at Anjia before.

Could it be that thing?

"Are you afraid of the dragon energy on me?" I looked at him with a sneer.

The hotel owner's brows suddenly tightened.

"So what? You still have to die. ”

The hotel owner just didn't pretend.

That's really the case.

I had fused with the dragon's horns before, and the blood flowing through my body contained the power of the dragon's veins.

It was this thing that he was afraid of.

This grandson has been bluffing for so long, I thought he was really sure to kill us.

"Heh, even if we can't kill you, do you dare to approach us?"

As I spoke, I pointed to the sky.

"It's going to be dawn."

It's about four o'clock in the morning, and it's about six o'clock this season.

There are only two hours left.

But the hotel owner was not flustered at all, and even told me with a smile.

"What about dawn?"

"Why don't you look at the three companions behind you, and see if they can hold out here until dawn?"

The three fat men had already lost too much blood, Zhang San still had a little strength to speak, and Li Si and the fat man fell into a coma.

Even if you can carry it until dawn, it will be too late to send it to the hospital.

"Zhang San, can you still stop the bleeding for them?"

"I've already done hemostasis treatment, that is, that is, it's ......" Zhang San's voice became weaker and weaker, and he passed out without saying the last sentence.

Depending on their condition, I have to get them to the hospital within an hour.

But now the hotel owner is standing in the way.

He doesn't attack us, but we don't want to walk past him.

"You may feel it, too, and I don't want to do anything to you right now."

"So why don't we each take a step back?"

"You can't take those three people away, you can go by yourself, I won't embarrass you!"

He said this as if he were giving to me?

"If you put ten thousand hearts, I will not only go, but I will also walk out of the gate after killing you."

As the words fell, I continued to look at him.

He gave me a very strange feeling.

If you analyze his words carefully, you will find that every time he speaks, he is saying the opposite.

The more he is afraid of something, the more he emphasizes something, and the more he emphasizes that he doesn't care.

The more you are afraid of something, the more you emphasize it?

He had been stressing that I should give up my companions.

If, as he wishes, I forsake my companions, the three fat men will surely die.

But think about it another way.

He may have been afraid that I would do this, so he kept emphasizing it.

So what is he afraid of?

When he first emphasized this sentence, he was aimed at fat people.

I give up the fat man, why should he be afraid?

Is there another meaning?

I tried to think about what I would never do, but that could hurt him.

What the hell am I not going to do with a fat person?

I'm not going to give up on being fat, that's for sure.

I was afraid of hurting the fat man, so I didn't dare to attack him.

I'm afraid of hurting the fat man?

Is it hurting the fat man?

I stared into his eyes, then pointed my finger back at the fat man.

At that moment, I saw a flash of panic in his eyes.

The answer to the problem is indeed in the fat man's body.

At this time, I could already see the panic in his eyes.

Turning around, I picked up the armory shovel that the fat man had left on the ground.

Seeing me pick up the shovel, his panic was directly written on his face.

"You, you, what are you going to do?"

I slammed a backhand shovel into the fat man's head.

There was a muffled bang, and the hotel owner's forehead suddenly burst open.

A pitch-black, viscous liquid gushed out.

After a terrible scream, the hotel owner turned and ran downstairs.

I picked up my shovel and prepared to cut off the fat man's head.

But when I think about it, the distance of this thing is limited, so isn't the fat man really dead?

Withdrawing my hand, I turned my face away.

At this time, the only one who stands in our way is the monster.

Without the hotel owner by his side, there was more bloodlust in its eyes.

When he looked at me, he had that look like he was looking at his prey.

"Tsk, I don't want to die."

There was a crisp snap, and the corpse whip slashed at my side with a flash of fire.

The monster suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar.

But in the next second, strands of hair were wrapped around its body.

I was going to pull it hard and kill it with a talisman.

Unexpectedly, after pulling hard, the hair was like a blade.

All that was left of the monster was scraps of flesh.

At the same time, I could clearly feel a sharp pain in the palm of my hand.

Hurriedly looked, my hands had been corroded black by corpse gas.

Oops, I forgot that there's a lot of resentment in these hairs.

Reciting a spell in his mouth, he pressed the only talisman against the hand holding the whip.

There was a thud, as if the piece of meat had been placed on an iron plate.

The burning sensation was accompanied by a burning smell.

Regardless of the pain, I put away the corpse whip, and then carried Zhang San and Li Si on my shoulders one by one, and then carried the fat man on my back.

With every foot I stepped in, I felt like my bones would break immediately.

But I had no choice but to grit my teeth and keep going.

Walking downstairs step by step, when I reached the first floor, I felt like I was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, I realized that something was wrong.

How did I get to the first floor?

The hotel door was so close that I could open it with just my hand.

But how did I get down?

I've forgotten what direction I'm going,

It's the most primitive instinct, my feet are walking on their own, walking and walking, and I get to the first floor.

I couldn't care about it anymore, so I quickly pulled the door open and rushed out into the street.

I still remember the way I came, and I remember that there was a hospital in the direction of the east.

Turning his face, he saw that the hospital was about two or three kilometers away.

If you look at the street again, it is just as deserted as it is in the hotel.

There is even a cold wind that makes people's backs hairy.