"A high-quality room requires the highest position." At the same time, help me prepare information about what good things are available for sale in this stronghold recently." Qin Liang entered a hotel and threw a gold coin to the enthusiastic friend.

Although this stronghold is not big, sparrows are small and have all kinds of organs, including taverns and hotels. However, the accommodation price here is more than three times that of towns, and the safety is less than one-tenth of towns.

What often happens in hotels is that when the guy enters the room to clean the next day, he drags a dead body out of the room. Death is normal for such a stronghold. Almost every room in every hotel has died.

He smiled like a flower in his hand, and enthusiastically led Qin Liang to the top room. Then he prepared food and drinks for Qin Liang, and soon the information he asked for Qin Liang was sent.

In fact, it is not very difficult for hotel guys to find out about this information. Because these people obviously want to sell the goods here. If they want to sell them at a good price, they naturally need to let many people know. Therefore, as long as people familiar with this stronghold find out after a little inquiries, they will be clear.

Seeing the information in hand, Qin Liang waved his hand to the servant, and the servant quizzically left Qin Liang's room. He also received a lot of guests like Qin Liang in a year. After all, although the base is not safe, sometimes there are many good things, and the prices are lower than those in the middle of the city.

So even though you know that the safety in the base is impossible to guarantee, after trading the front foot, the back foot may be killed and the things will be snatched away for sale. But there are still many adventurers who choose to come here to trade.

So Qin Liang took a look at the information on the information and threw the paper on the table. Then he swept away the wine and food on the table, although everyone must be wary of in the stronghold. The guys and bosses in the hotel are the objects they must be wary of.

Because people often die in hotels, except for the money and money being exposed, it is difficult for you to rule out the suspicion of the robbery of the hotel. So even if you can rest in the stronghold, many adventurers generally don’t touch the food here when staying in a hotel.

However, this matter was obviously nothing to Qin Liang. Poisons with Qin Liang's physical fitness were useless to him at all. Advanced poisons could be detected. What's more, Qin Liang also had the opportunity to get poison, and small hotels were not qualified to poison him.

After eating, Qin Liang walked to the windowsill, which was the fifth floor of the hotel. This hotel is the tallest building in the entire stronghold. Someone actually built a five-story hotel in a stronghold that cannot be guaranteed. It can be seen that the boss behind the hotel is rich and powerful.

Of course, it can also be seen that the relationship between this hotel and the boss behind this stronghold is extraordinary. Or he is the boss behind the scenes. However, these things have nothing to do with Qin Liang. Looking at the dim light curse stick in the stronghold below, appearing in Qin Liang's hands.

Qin Liang was a little surprised that Wen Jie actually lifted the curse and did not die. You must know that he would not hold back as long as he took action. Even if Wen Jie escaped, he would not live long. Unexpectedly, he was not dead but had a breakthrough in his strength.

The Curse Staff flashed with black light, and an invisible layer of ripples spreading around quickly brought feedback to Qin Liang. Wen Jie was cursed before, but although he didn't know what method he used to temporarily suppress it, the cleaning was not very clean. The Curse Staff easily locked the place where Wen Jie was.

In the largest bar in the stronghold, it is hard to imagine that there is such a luxurious private room in such a small stronghold.

There were several people in the box, except Wen Jie and Aman, Hong Liang was also here. Then there was another pair of men and women. At this time, there were several women wearing exposed clothes sitting around the men. These women were Orientals, Westerners, and even a few were dark races.

Aman's big hand was rubbing the chest of the woman beside him, while the woman was pushing her half-heartedly, showing a shy look on her face. From time to time, she used her hands to rub Aman's lower body inadvertently, making Aman's clothes disappear one by one, revealing her extremely well-developed body to pick up her gun and get on.

Wen Jie, who was sitting next to him, was drinking wine in one mouthful. Although his big hands would take advantage of the women around him from time to time, the women around him showed a painful look. This was really painful, not pretending. Because every time Wen Jie touched him, there would leave a purple mark on the woman's chest or thighs.

Obviously, after being cursed, Wen Jie's heart became a little distorted. He felt very happy when he saw others suffering, especially the helpless look of the women around him who were obviously very scared but dared not resist, which made Wen Jie feel extremely satisfied.

Once again, he landed his hand on the woman's breasts. Wen Jie slowly tightened his palms, as if he wanted to knock the woman's ** off. The people present were only interested in watching Wen Jie's actions, and even the woman's companions did not show any sympathy.

The woman in the stronghold has no difference from a slave. Their greatest existence value is to please the guests and satisfy all the needs of the guests. Not to mention meeting Wen Jie who likes to torture women, even if they meet more perverted women and experiences, some of them are even directly abused. They have long been numb to these.

For example, a woman who was ravaged by Wen Jie, she was afraid to die every time Wen Jie reached out, but she did not dare to dodge at all. Otherwise, as long as Wen Jie showed any unhappiness, the boss sitting opposite her might throw her down and receive adventurers who had been holding back for unknown amounts of time and were played to death.

"What's wrong?" Suddenly, Wen Jie slowly tightened and looked at the woman sitting beside him with pain and begging expressions. Wen Jie's face, who was greatly satisfied, changed. He pulled off the last hint of blockage on his body. Aman, who was about to carry a gun and get on the horse, was closest to Wen Jie, and immediately discovered the change in his breath.

"It feels like someone is peeping at me." Wen Jie slowly frowned. The curse that had not been eradicated around him just now moved for a moment. This was not a good phenomenon. But what surprised Wen Jie was that the throbbing of the curse was not breaking through his own suppression and continued to spread. It seemed that something caused its throbbing.

Wen Jie even felt a little excited from these curses. Although the curse was a great harm to Wen Jie, these curses existed in his body for so long that there was an inexplicable feeling between the two. So Wen Jie keenly noticed the curse in his body.

"Someone peeks at you, is he already here?" Aman was stunned for a moment. He was originally interested and ready to come. He let go of the woman in front of him, and sat down there without any concealment. His face gradually became extremely fierce.

"I don't know." Wen Jie shook his head and stroked the lump condensed by the curse power on his face like a tumor. He just felt the curse power jumping, and he disappeared before he could feel it carefully.

"He should be fooled, right?" Hong Liang, who had been sitting next to him without making a sound, asked.

Compared with the past, Hongliang now seems more steady, and of course it also seems more gloomy. Especially the eyes have changed from being originally energetic to like dead fish eyes, which makes the person he stares at very uncomfortable.

"As long as he is not dead, he will definitely come." Wen Jie said with gritted teeth.

When Qin Liang first tried to kill him, he felt Qin Liang's strong murderous intent. So as long as Qin Liang knew his traces, he would definitely find someone to kill him. And he could no longer get out of the net of heaven and earth here and wait for Qin Liang to appear, and then cut Qin Liang into pieces.

Because the instructor who trained him said that even if Wen Jie's strength increases in the future, the curse power on his face will be expelled bit by bit. But now the face where the road of curses gathers will be permanently necrotic. Unless Wen Jie can ascend to the position of king to reshape his body, this tumor-like lump will continue to grow on his face.

"You guys, don't worry, I dare not say that this bar is 100% safe. But as long as the person you mentioned named Qin Liang dares to enter this bar, I will make him come and go." The woman sitting opposite Wen Jie smiled.

Just like Wen Jie and the others, there were two beauties sitting beside the woman. At this time, the clothes on the upper body of the two beauties had been torn off by the woman, and they fiddled back and forth on the chests of the two women, with both hands showing a smile on their faces that seemed like a man playing with a woman, which made people feel extremely weird.

For Aman, who was naked at this time, the woman showed a provocative look. However, Aman was not as beastly as a pounced on him. Even if this woman was much more beautiful than the so-called beauty who was with him or something.

boom!

The entire private room vibrated suddenly, and a hole as thick as a bucket appeared on the wall. The private room, which was originally noisy and drinking, fell into silence. Only the clicking blood hit the ground.

"Ah..." The drinker screamed, even though they knew their slave identity. The final outcome must be to be played with by a guest with a perverted hobby. He was already numb to life and death and ravage, but at this time he still couldn't help but torture everyone's eardrums with a high decibel voice.

Aman, who was originally sitting next to Wen Jie, was stunned at this time. He was covered in blood with his naked body. Especially the blood on his face was mixed with some white juice. Wen Jie next to him had turned into a headless corpse.

Hong Liang, who was sitting a little farther away, was trembling at this moment, and his eyes were like a dead fish's eyes, showing a look of horror. He had been looking at Wen Jie because of his speech just now, so he clearly saw Wen Jie's head being hit by a Yuanli bullet and exploded like a watermelon.

Although Hong Liang had killed people and even tortured opponents, those murderous scenes could not be compared with the process I witnessed just now. The scene of Wen Jie's head exploded in an instant and rushed into Hong Liang's soul, making his whole body tremble like a spasm.

Bang!

The woman who was originally sitting opposite Wen Jie kicked the table in front of him and instantly hid under the sofa. At the same time, a cushion on the sofa flew out, directly blocking the big hole that appeared on the wall.

Several wine bottles on the table that were kicked over flew out and hit the foreheads of several screaming wine lovers. The room, which had originally had a harsh voice, suddenly became silent. Because the situation was urgent, the woman was not sure of her determination, and the three wine lovers died after being hit by the wine bottle. But at this time no one could care about them.

The woman's actions made Aman and Hong Liang wake up and look for a place to hide. The man who had been with the woman was silent all the time, pulled out a rotating gun from his waist that looked like a desert eagle, bent his body and left the room in an instant, and quickly moved towards the direction of Yuanli ejection.

Standing on the open-air balcony of the hotel, Qin Liang dismantled the elemental sniper rifle that was still emitting a fiery breath and put it into his war backpack. Then he jumped directly from the balcony and left the stronghold before he was in chaos because of the shot just now.

Just now, he used the Curse Staff to sense where Wen Jie was. Qin Liang did not expect that he had accidentally locked Wen Jie's position. Qin Liang, who originally thought he would have to wait a few days before he could find a suitable opportunity to snipe Wen Jie, would naturally not miss this opportunity. He grabbed the battle and jumped onto the rooftop with his backpack.

Then he used the curse stick to guide the direction he sent to himself with a direct shot. Qin Liang used his own special bullets for fear that Wen Jie would not die. However, the result was obviously beyond Qin Liang's unexpected success.

But it is natural to think about it, because no one would think that sitting in a luxurious private room to drink, the walls around were so strong. Someone actually shot himself in the head and killed him. You should know that the entire closed private room has no sniper perspective.

Of course, Qin Liang's shot did not require any sniper perspective, and he used the curse stick to lock the breath to convey to himself. Then he shot open the wall of the room where the private room was located and killed Wen Jie. In fact, Wen Jie should be damned, because there was a wall facing Qin Liang in the room where he was in the luxurious private room.

If Wen Jie's box was actually at the other end of the bar, Qin Liang could not let the Yuanli bullet pass through several walls and then directly shoot Wen Jie's heads. So all kinds of coincidences and Wen Jie's bad luck made Qin Liang's stunning shot like a blind sniper.

After Qin Liang left for about a dozen breaths, the man who came out of the bar box appeared like a ghost in the position where Qin Liang had just sniped. The man held the desert eagle in his hand, his feet did not hit the ground like a ghost, but did not hit the ground but hang in the air, about half a foot from the ground, and a faint mist was shrouded in his body. It made people unable to see clearly.

Scandaling on the balcony, the man frowned. Finally, hesitated in the direction where Qin Liang left, his body dispersed like smoke and disappeared on the balcony.

He jumped directly from the roof of the hotel building, and Qin Liang quickly merged into the crowd of people looking for fun at night at the stronghold. Then he did not attract anyone's attention. He left the stronghold and rushed into the night. However, not long after he entered the wilderness, Qin Liang, who was in a good mood to kill Wen Jie, frowned and turned to look behind him.

Behind him was empty, and there were a few blurry starry lights flashing in the hazy sky, making the night look even more miserable. Qin Liang's vision was also hindered to a certain extent, but he could still see the real thing within a hundred meters. Qin Liang could be sure that there was nothing behind him.

"Illusion? Maybe." Turning back and looking at him carefully, Qin Liang looked at him with a self-deprecating smile on his lips. He seemed to feel that he was too sensitive. He smiled and shook his head to continue moving forward. It didn't take long for his body to completely integrate into the night.

Swish!

After Qin Liang completely disappeared into the night, a Yuanli bomb shot from the direction Qin Liang left and directly hit a mud pool fifty meters away from Qin Liang's standing just now.

bump!

The entire mud burst, as if it was not a bullet that hit it, but a cannonball. The mud in the sky scattered around, and the mud was blown out of a large pit. The big pit remained silent for a few seconds. Then the exploded mud gathered in the middle again, and a few minutes later the mud returned to calm.

Except for the vegetation that had grown on the quagmire before, the entire quagmire was blown away and disappeared. The entire quagmire was no different from before. This area fell into silence again, and it seemed that it had never happened. Qin Liang's figure did not appear again, and it seemed that it had really gone away.

About a quarter of an hour later, a wisp of black smoke rose from the quagmire where the weeds were blown away. Then it gathered more and more, and finally formed a figure. The man holding the desert eagle turned around and looked at the quagmire behind him, looking at the direction where Qin Liang left, his eyes flashed with splendor. Finally, his body turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.

"It shouldn't be so ignorant anymore, right?" Qin Liang, who was carrying a backpack, seemed to have some sense when the figure of the man in front of the mud pool condensed, then whispered a chuckle in a low voice and accelerated his movement forward.

The bar is still in a noisy state. Although the adventurer who is wandering on the edge of life and death knows that the stronghold is not a safe place, he is still spending money here to vent his suppressed heart. The whole bar is particularly noisy. The gunshot just now seemed like the bartender accidentally broke a cup, and no one cared about it.

"How is it?" The scene in the box was still the just now. After the man went out, the woman walked out of the hiding place. However, everything in the box was not cleaned up. Aman had already put on his clothes and sat there with a gloomy face. A trace of horror occasionally flashed in his dead fish-like eyes. Wen Jie's headless body was still lying on the sofa in a large pit bombed by Yuanli bullets.

"The master level is very cunning and difficult to deal with." The man put away his Desert Eagle and said in a hoarse voice. His stiff tone and tone was as stiff as the mute who spoke for the first time.
Chapter completed!