One hundred and thirtieth sixth mysterious person four
"Good man, please spare my life... It's not a small person. Even if you borrow a hundred courages from the younger ones, the younger ones would not dare. There is nothing to do!"
"Hmph!" The scumbag threw him to the ground angrily, "Who, who is the one who is planted?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard the "swoosh swish swish swish swish" and the dense bamboo chopsticks shot from nowhere, which made the scumbag go around and crooked. After "Yiwawa" screamed repeatedly, he covered his face sadly
land.
Blood gushed out from his fingertips, and his face became bloody and bloody. I don’t know if he was shot blind or his teeth were smashed. He rolled on the ground in pain and kept wailing.
The white-faced young actor beside him hurriedly grabbed his body and stumbled to help him out of the store.
In the store, a few applause burst out sparsely, and people looked at each other, looking for the hero behind the shooting chopsticks. However, when everyone's eyes swept through the entire restaurant, no suspicious person had ever been found.
The waiter endured the severe pain and slowly got up from the ground and smiled embarrassedly at Qing Yan, "This distinguished guest, I'm scared, I'm sorry, I'll give you another bowl of hot beef noodles, free for free, please
You wait a moment.”
Qing Yan, who was still in shock, nodded unconsciously. This messy scene made her not want to stay for a moment, but, in her life, she was not satisfied, and her unsatisfied stomach was protesting. If she left this place, she could
It’s still a problem if you can’t find food, or you will run into a scumbag or a man with a breast. Forget it, let’s have peace of mind since you come.
Soothing her ups and downs, Qing Yan sat at the dining table with a little peace of mind, but her face pretending to be calm could not hide the throbbing in her heart. She thought to herself: Who would have helped her just now?
Why did I refuse to show up and let me thank you in person? This is really a bit strange.
After swallowing a bowl of beef noodles tasteless, Qing Yan took out a silk silk and gently wiped his mouth, then stood up, "Waiter, take me to the wing room."
"Okay, please come here. The room on the second floor is already full today, and only the first floor is left, but the first floor is not bad. There is also a courtyard with a unique environment, which is very suitable for quietness.
build."
Qing Yan waved his hand, "Okay, what's the matter with downstairs and upstairs? I'll just stay for one night, so lead the way."
After walking through the hall, walking in a dim corridor for a while, he came to the so-called Duyou room. When he pushed open the door, the door slammed out a creaking sound, and a musty smell came to his nose.
Want to make people disgusting.
He glared at the waiter, "Is there any other room?"
The waiter shook his head embarrassedly, "No, this guest official, this room is the best in the remaining room. Why don't you just make do with it?"
He sighed helplessly, and when he remembered his situation, he couldn't help but feel sad:
She is just a princess in trouble now, so what qualifications do she have to be demanding for luxury? Now, the right way is to quickly accumulate energy and will have the strength to continue on the road tomorrow.
When Qing Yan thought of this, he raised his courage and walked into this room with a smell of musty smell. Looking around at the old and broken furniture around him, Qing Yan let out a sigh and thought to himself that thousands of mountains and rivers were experiencing.
Come here, do you still care about this?
As soon as her weak body leaned onto the wooden bed, the bed began to shake slightly, and made a sound of Gruglu, which shocked her to almost fall to the ground. She moved the foot of the bed and leaned back, and she tried her best to smooth it out.
My irritable heart tried to stretch my limbs, and then I closed my eyes tightly and tried to fall asleep as soon as possible.
But at this moment, "Crack!" The floor suddenly made a strange sound.
Qing Yan opened his eyes alertly, sat up from the bed, looked around, searching for the abnormal sound source, and felt even more nervous: Are there rats here?
However, the light in the room was dim and she could hardly see the objects. After searching for a long time, she did not find any abnormality. While she was confused, there was another sound of wooden slippers walking by on the floor, "Bao, Bao!"
, heavy and sluggish, pouring it straight into your ears.
Qing Yan looked at the thin ceiling a little annoyed and helplessly, and a big smile broke out in his heart.
What? This dead waiter lied to me and said that this room was alone! The sound insulation effect was so bad? Alas, it was so annoying that people couldn't sleep? Why didn't the people upstairs calm down in the middle of the night?
?
Soon, a regular sound gave her a timely answer: only the sound of "crying!" was heard continuously, continuously coming from the floor, occasionally accompanied by "Yeah, huh, wow, wow, wow,
Ah, the woman's ecstatic high moan...
Ah... This is clearly the "Liu Lang Wenying" beside the couch... This is clearly the two people upstairs who are creating a generation of newcomers... No...
It is so lonely late at night and the constant whispers are so hard to fall asleep.
Sighing softly, Yin Tao muttered: "Don't look at the wrongs, don't listen to the wrongs. I can't afford to offend me, can't I still hide?" He pushed open the gate of the courtyard heavily, and a refreshing breeze
The attack caused her depressed spirit to be shocked.
"Well, the air outside is still fresh. I'll go for a walk in the courtyard first and then go back to sleep. They can't have sex all night, right?"
With a confused and lonely heart, Qing Yan walked into the courtyard. Although the inn was dilapidated, this courtyard-like courtyard was renovated like that.
Under the swaying shadows of the trees, clusters of fragrances were waving in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance. With a pinch of his hand, he picked up a stamen, approached his nose, and sniffed it gently. The picture made the men crazy.
The joyful face suddenly became as bright as mountain flowers, and the bright moonlight poured on her face like water, outlining a sweet and charming smile.
When Qing Yan was intoxicated by the charming night scene, a figure suddenly flashed on the swaying tree shadows, and a man in black flew down with a sharp sword in his hand.
"Swish!" The silver sword shone with white light, shaking and swimming like a snake, piercing Qing Yan's throat.
"Ah!" Before a sigh could be heard, the man had already arrived.
Fortunately, Qing Yan reacted very quickly and hurriedly turned around and turned his head to dodge.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the sharp sword tip cut off a strand of hair on her forehead. Qing Yan fell to the ground when he stood unsteadily, and looked at the person who came in a panic, shouting even more in his heart.
"Mama Mia! Killing!"
"Hmph!" The man in black shouted, "Vox spirit, today next year is your death date! Death!"