Yang Luo patted his forehead and sighed: "It's quite a headache to be too charming."

With that said, Yang Luo took out his room card and prepared to open the door.

But at this moment.

A waiter came around the corner.

This waiter is a white man, over 1.85 meters tall, with a straight build, curly blond hair, deep eyes, and a handsome appearance.

She looks like a foreign model.

Yang Luo muttered in his heart: "It is indeed a top hotel, even the waiters are so handsome."

Originally, Yang Luo didn't pay much attention.

But, at the moment when this white man was about to pass him by!

Yang Luo's heart trembled, and he instantly felt the terrifying murderous aura erupting from this white man!

Next second!

call out!

A black cold light streaked across the sky and headed straight for Yang Luo's throat!

"Holy shit!"

Yang Luo exclaimed, quickly raised his palm and smacked it out!

In an instant!

Clang!

Accompanied by a crisp impact sound!

Yang Luo and the white man were knocked back at the same time, and they stabilized their bodies at the same time!

The two of them were about ten meters apart, and the entire corridor suddenly became quiet!

Yang Luo looked up.

I saw this white man holding a strange black weapon in his right hand.

It looks like the death scythe in the hands of the foreign god of death, except that this death scythe is a smaller version.

Moreover, through the previous fight, Yang Luo could also sense that this white man was definitely a master!

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!