Outside the door, the courier wearing a blue hat, saw that the door opened, raised his hand and handed over the lunch box, "Your meal."

Lin Zhigang reached out to take it.

The courier said again, "Happy meal." Then he turned around and walked towards the elevator.

The corridor was empty, and there was no one else except the courier.

Lin Zhigang closed the door and walked to the table with the lunch box. He pulled open the chair and sat down, unbuttoned the plastic bag, and the scent of cumin instantly floated out.

He picked up the skewers in the plastic bag and opened his mouth and bit it. The taste was neither salty nor light, and the heat was just right.

After three or five strokes, I finished eating them all like a wind and clouds.

After wiping the mouth with a tissue, he threw the plastic bag and bamboo sticks into the trash can.

Lin Zhigang stood up and walked to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, he returned to the room, turned on the TV, and wanted to watch it.

The old version of classic TV series is played on the TV, and the stories of fighting, killing, love, hate, and love.

Lin Zhigang became more and more sleepy when he saw it, and he was not as energetic as he had just woken up.

He closed his eyes and thought to take a short snub, but he fell asleep unknowingly.

The TV series on TV happened to be finished, and the ending song is playing.

Lin Zhigang collapsed on the sofa, closed his eyes and fell asleep while snoring.

"Click."

A gap was opened, and then pushed open, and a man walked in with the box.

The man pushing the box walked to the sofa and saw Lin Zhigang sleeping properly, showing a disdainful sneer.

He spread the box flat on the ground and opened it, reached out and grabbed Lin Zhigang's arm, and pushed it into the box.

Lin Zhigang fell down all over, showing no sign of waking up, as if falling did not affect his sleep.

The man curled Lin Zhigang's hands and feet into the box, closed the box, pulled it up, and dragged it out the door.

When he was waiting for the elevator, the elevator door opened with a tingling sound. A man came out and was not someone else, but the guy who delivered the meal just now.

After the two looked at each other, the delivery guy walked out of the elevator and walked towards Lin Zhigang's room.

The man who was pulling the box entered the elevator, closed the door and pressed the first floor.

A few minutes later, the person who entered Lin Zhigang's room changed into a dress and his figure seemed to be much fatter than before.

He took Lin Zhigang's things and went to the front desk to check in. The front desk had already lost his shift, confirmed the information, and after collecting the money, he checked out the check-out procedures.

The man took off the room, carried Lin Zhigang's box and left.

Lin Zhigang woke up in a dizzy state and felt something was wrong at the first time.

He opened his eyes and looked around and found that it was not the hotel where he was staying, but an empty room.

A thud of heart was heard. Lin Zhigang's eyes saw the door. He didn't care about the pain on his body and rushed over with his plump body.

He held the door with both hands and shook it hard.

After shaking for a while, the door did not move at all, he was locked up.

Lin Zhigang pretended to be calm and shouted, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

He shouted for a while, and the surroundings were quiet and no one answered him.

Lin Zhigang was a little weak. He could vaguely guess who tied him up. It was very likely that it was the group of people from last time.
Chapter completed!