Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Chapter 842: Nokan

This motel is not small in size. There are more than fifty rooms in total. The night has not yet come, and the street lights around the hotel have lighted up. However, there is no regular road on the way from the national highway to the hotel. Passengers are required to cross this wilderness and plains by themselves. Even the street lights are only built within a hundred meters around the hotel. After the prostitute Gao Chuan logged on to the Internet, he did not find detailed information about the hotel. Even locals such as Zha Huo heard for the first time that there was such a "uniquely operated" motel in such a place. The above-mentioned situation is enough to reflect the "weirdness" of this motel. Even ordinary people can instinctively resist going to such places from this information. However, another surprising place is therefore It was backed out-there are definitely no fewer guests in the motel. When the fire and the prostitute Gaochuan and others arrived, there were only five empty rooms, just the number of netballs and whispers.

In the current sensitive atmosphere, this coincidence cannot be ignored. If you want to question the torch light, it is generally impossible to get too much information. The idea of ​​"this motel is a subordinate industry of torch light" is not just a few people ’s ideas, but it is also not available. confirm. At least from the actions of the torch light and others, there is no sign of it.

Although the situation is a bit special, the time and place of the encounter are full of treacherous taste, but the group of people is a good hand to ask for life in such an environment. In their own experience full of mystery and danger, a similar situation is not known How many times. They know what to do in this environment, what to watch out for, but fear and rejection. However, they will never appear in their minds under this degree of deceit.

The mysterious danger did not immediately appear in front of everyone. The busy scene of the hotel's operation is familiar to ordinary people. If there is anything wrong with it, ordinary people's vigilance has faded most of them when they saw the scene of people coming and going. It's just that because of the vigilance at the beginning, ordinary people can't taste the peculiar smell suspended in the air. For the fire escape and the prosthetic body Gaochuan, it is as clear as the smell of the sewer.

For the cyber ball, such a situation in this sensitive period undoubtedly needs further confirmation, but there is not much expression on the face of the fire. It seems as if he didn't even notice at all. He needs to consider many things. The torchlight chooses to settle in this hotel. Naturally, it is impossible to be aimless. However, the other party is also a top mysterious organization that is very close to the network ball in terms of level and scale, despite the chaos in the early years. Let them be hit hard, but in terms of time, it is much longer than the online ball. They have been cultivated for such a long time, and when they appear in people's eyes again in a high-profile manner, the online ball can never really judge them as paper tigers-perhaps, the strength of the other party really has no apparent gesture So tyrannical, but once the two top mysterious organizations collide, it is impossible to truly determine the strength of the other party. I can't imagine the possibility of victory on my side.

In this case, no matter what the torchlight is planning, the cyber ball can only be seen after the eruption, and it will destroy the peace and mutual understanding between each other in advance, and the consequences and responsibilities. No one wants to carry it. Prostitute Gao Chuan feels that even high-level personnel like Huohu will not resolve conflicts on the countertop with a tough attitude as soon as possible because of a strange hotel in every area? However, what will happen to the fire escape, the prostitute Gao Chuan is not very sure, he just has a kind of intuition that the fire escape has been decided.

The exterior of the hotel, as well as the surrounding street lights, are very common in style, except that it looks old due to the wind and sun, there is no slight gloom. There are many vehicles and passengers, including sweet couples, peaceful families, lonely backpackers, and guys who are arguing and scolding. The atmosphere of shouting is all commonplace. A group of people parked the car under the direction of Jacques, and then entered the hotel nonstop. The driver went to the front desk to check in under the sign of the fire. It seems that there are many chances to spend here tonight.

The three of the fire escape and the whisperer followed Jacques and his party to their room. The room is unexpectedly large. It is an ordinary quadruple room with a separate bathroom but no single room. The four beds are arranged in a row and occupy half of the room. Of the three Jacques living in this room, Kula is the only woman, but she doesn't seem to care. K returned to the room as if he had returned to his home, turned on the air conditioner and TV, Kula turned on the coffee pot, and seemed to be making coffee, while Jacques hosted the fire, the prostitute, Takagawa, Saya and Gregia sitting on the bed. Although there is enough space here, there are not enough seats.

"It's a bit tight. Is the torchlight insufficiently funded?" The words of the fire sounded a bit ridiculous, but he couldn't tell from his expression.

"Yeah, we don't have an industry as big as the internet ball." Jacques didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Even when traveling, the expenses can only be reimbursed by half."

"So I chose here, because it's my own industry, so I can save a little money?" Gregia unabashedly pointed out the things that no one had mentioned before.

Jacques took a serious look at the girl before saying: "Saving money is indeed the purpose. However, this is not our industry. We have no industry in London. This is introduced by acquaintances. Feeling good? For those of us, A normal hotel is not a good living environment. "

"I've said it all out of nowhere." Gregia didn't care at all. "But I didn't feel that it was much more comfortable to live in a five-star hotel. There was no need to worry about dying someone suddenly. "

"The problem is here." Jacques did not have any impatience. He said seriously: "When your sensitivity is worn away by the normal environment, you will be caught by surprise. Be aware that for us, mystery does not appear, It does n’t mean that it is far away from us, it ’s just lurking in unexpected places. ”

"As you say, soldiers have to live on the battlefield?" Gregya retorted.

"I understand what you mean. Although it seems a little extreme to me, but--" Jacques smiled deeply, "That's about it, soldiers rarely return to the battlefield a few years after retiring. It ’s a good example. Most of the guys who do this will be killed in the first battle when they return to the battlefield. The old guy ’s chance of death is comparable to that of a novice. And, I I do n’t think you ’re talking about it now. It ’s your real idea. Why do you do something you are not used to? Whisperer ’s newcomer. ”

Gregia seemed to be poked, not answering her face. Prostitute Gao Chuan interrupted: "Is Dada here?"

"Mr. Dada? Mr. Gao Chuan knew her? By the way, I remembered that I am really an acquaintance. I have worked together in the 51st district." Jacques said: "Dada is dealing with the body. Should I call her over? ? "

"Corp?" Asked Fireside. At this moment, the coffee machine creaked and the sound was sharp and harsh, making people instinctively want to press the stop button.

"Damn, Kula, don't tease that **** old machine!" K shouted aside, "there is a new one in the next room!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Kula. But the frosty woman didn't shake at all, didn't have any thoughts of causing interference to others, just stared at the screaming coffee machine intently. The person next door started to pat the wall hard, bang! "Ugly woman! What kind of plane are you doing !?" The woman screamed, the sound of the coffee machine was almost overwhelming. Everyone looked at each other, k spreading his hands helplessly, and Jacques looked embarrassedly at Zhahuo and Takagawa, who seemed to say that he could not stop him.

"Three seconds." K said suddenly, "Time is up."

"What?" Before Gregoa understood it, the door of the room was kicked open from outside. An obese woman with an eight-foot height and an eight-foot waistline gasped in the corridor, her body is unimaginable. There are really humans of this size in the world, as if they were decorated with exaggerated writing. . From the novel script to reality, the impact on people's vision and psychology can't be compared only through reading. "I don't think she can come in." Gregia seemed to have a lingering fear. The round, obese woman outside the door was full of a bullish momentum all over her body, making people feel that even the defense line formed by five or six football players could not resist Her charge.

However, her size, both high and wide, seemed to fill the area of ​​the door. To see the corridor, she could only peep from the gap between her crotch and above her shoulder, and the door, and now, there is Several feet shook through the crack, and two pairs of lower legs stopped.

"You stinky bitch! I have been bearing you for a long time!" The fat woman's screaming was the voice from the next door. She tried to squeeze forward, and Gregia flinched back slightly, but the woman failed to come in after all, and someone patted her shoulder behind. She refrained from scolding again and turned her head to stare behind her. Her neck could turn at such a large angle, which was also an unimaginable miracle.

"Sorry, what happened?" A familiar voice sounded when no one was seen, and it was the driver who had registered at the front desk. Gregia gave Sakuya a look — this guy was really unlucky.

"Your room?" The obese woman asked patiently.

When the driver stuttered a little "Yes, yes, this is ...?", He came off almost everyone in the room expected. First, the dull noise, in the chain judgment of the prosthetic body Gaochuan, another man who also stood behind the obese woman punched the driver's cheek with a boxing. The stiff power almost all poured into the driver's cap. Shadows obscure the face. The driver is of course not an ordinary person, but in the face of seemingly no mystery, it is just a blow of ordinary heavy punches-although this heavy punch is completely beyond the scope of ordinary people-the whole person's neck is about to be twisted, the body Flying a few meters in a swirling direction, hitting the aisle heavily, another dull impact sound.

Not only the prosthetic body Gaochuan, but everyone also understood what happened. When the driver flew, his feet disappeared from the ground, and his head was suspended in the gap between the obese woman and the door. Everyone could see clearly. Clearly.

"Oh, Snow!" K yelled, but how to listen to the sound, how to have the taste of gloating.

"Stinky boy. Is my big d delicious?" A low joking voice came from the man's mouth. In the retina screen of the prosthetic body Gaochuan, this man has a body shape that is quite close to that of an obese woman, but it is not obese, but a sense of lateral strength, and he is wrapped around his mouth. It is connected with the hair side, and the whole face is fluffy. It makes people feel that among the remaining facial features, the pair of deep blue eyeballs have become more eye-catching-like a reflective glass ball, giving a kind of Feeling cold. Again like a foraging wolf, somber and cold. At first glance, it can give people a strong feeling that this guy is not a kind person, and the whole body is full of violent elements.

The two seem to be either relatives or husband and wife.

The obese woman laughed sharply. Turning back to see Jacques standing up from the seat, she immediately cursed again with rude slang in the country. Her mouth was like a machine gun, and Gregor could not help holding her ear. Saki Ye and Gregia didn't understand what the obese woman was scolding, but the sound she made was more unbearable than the noise of the coffee machine. When Jacques walked up. Being pushed hard by an obese woman, she could not help but toss a few steps. Even so, this man was just a helpless grin, without pulling out his arms, waving his fists, or using mysterious violence to drive the other side, However, judging from his performance. The obese woman, and the man standing behind her, a boxing fly driver, are not members of the torchlight.

"... Do you want to do it? You do it! I have endured you for a long time, do you think we are as bully as others?" "Cracked in the crackling." It's just these few words that the prostitute Gao Chuan really heard through his own ears. The retina screen lists translations, but there is only one piece of information: the other party said that he was angry and the consequences were serious.

No one came to persuade, the hotel's service staff did not plan to come up this level at all, people like Huo Huo and Prostitute Gao Chuan did not plan to step forward, k was happy to watch the lively look, Kula continued to stare deafly. In the coffee machine, only Jacques was as lively as a clown. The obese woman poked Jacques with thick radish fingers, desperately trying to squeeze into the room, and Jacques snatched a few times in awkwardness, repeatedly apologizing but not fighting back.

Suddenly, the figure of the driver appeared on the retina screen of the prosthesis Gaochuan-his body melted in the shadow of the corridor and floated up from the shadow of the room without the attention of others. "It's really unlucky." He pressed the cap, and the sound made Gregia jump. "How did you come in? When did you come in?" He stared at the man's face before he even answered. "Bring the hat and show me, you seem to be unharmed?"

"Ma'am, please forgive me, this hat is my body, but I can't take it down." The driver was very good-tempered, and he answered briskly.

"Ah! That guy!" At this time, the obese woman suddenly discovered the driver and screamed at him. She was blocked at the door, and she couldn't understand it. Why did this guy who had just been punched fiercely appear in the room casually? Her expression wriggled like jelly for a while, as if thinking of something, her panic-stricken expression suddenly subsided most of the time.

"Hey, honey, what's wrong?" Said the man behind him.

"A group of decayed ghosts!" The obese woman stared at the room again, but the arrogant arrogance before it was completely lowered. She stepped back a few steps and grabbed the equally large man and walked out. Just when the man was puzzled, her voice came again: "I curse you! You are dead! You don't want to see the sun of tomorrow!"

At this moment, the noise of the coffee machine snapped and the room was completely engulfed in a frozen silence. In the aisle, no sound came from other rooms.

"So ... what's this about?" After a while, Gregia broke the silence and said.

No one answered.

"You are doing this every day here?" Gregia asked Jacques very clearly.

"No ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Only this time, only this time." Jacques smiled a little embarrassedly, stepped forward to close the door, but found that the door lock was damaged as soon as he was kicked, and he had to face the room. The man said, "I'll call the waiter." Then he left the room.

"... Isn't it pretending?" Gregia whispered to Saya.

Miyaki smiled silently and rubbed her hair without answering.

"Who are you going to drink coffee?" Kula asked.

No one answered, and the fire said voluntarily: "It seems that you can't make a decision immediately. Let's go to see your room first. The specific situation can be solved as long as you have the sincerity of consultation. I wait for you Good news. "After all, he gave the prostitute Gao Chuan a wink and signaled that everyone would leave the room after leaving, and the driver quickly followed. The prostitute Gao Chuan glanced at each other, also apologized to Kula and K, and stepped out of the room.

"It seems that it will not be too calm tonight." Sakuya stretched leisurely and said. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.

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