Liu Biao was stunned for a moment. Indeed, what else do you want with ten yuan a night
It's impossible for a hotel that costs ten yuan a night to provide five-star service, right
The public toilet is not far from Zhang Yang. Many people quickly became quiet after going to the toilet. Some Xinjiang people seemed to be sleeping. www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.coM
Surveillance at this time had no effect, mainly in the morning. In the morning, the boss would definitely show up to arrange the day's work. Zhang Yang asked Liu Biao to go to bed and rest first.
Liu Biao simply threw the sheets and quilts to the ground, and lay down on the hard board with his clothes on. However, it seemed that the marks on the hard board were even more shocking. He had no choice but to pretend that he could not see them. If it was fifty yuan a night, Brother Biao would have gone crazy. However, if it was ten yuan a night in a hotel, even the great Brother Biao would be too embarrassed to trouble the hotel.
Soon, the whole hotel fell into silence.
Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on a chair and began to practice slowly, entering a meditative state again. These days, he practiced almost whenever he was sleeping, hoping to use this special function of his in life as soon as possible.
Zhang Yang's unparalleled patience and strong will have allowed his ability to develop by leaps and bounds. At least, now he can enter the meditative state at will. Although he cannot enter the state while acting, as long as he sits quietly, You can enter immediately.
This is a mysterious and magical ability.
Zhang Yang likes this kind of detection more and more. When he entered a meditative state, he had a feeling that he was God. He was in control of every slight movement dozens of meters around, even a flying fly or a crawling ant.
It was a feeling of having everything under control, and Zhang Yang liked this feeling.
Slowly, the vortex began to split, spread, swallow, and finally. It became a huge whirlpool with Zhang Yang's body as the center and began to radiate to the surroundings. The trace of wonder made Zhang Yang intoxicated. It was as if he was commanding thousands of troops to spy on and charge around.
Slowly, Zhang Yang felt some breathing sounds, and a Xinjiang couple was doing piston movements. The woman was breathing heavily... Even Zhang Yang felt that there was darkness. There was a pair of eyes peering at the couple. They were from Xinjiang who lived in the same room as the couple...
The man obviously couldn't do it, and he just gave up after a few violent blows. The woman seemed to make a little dissatisfied sound, and the man hummed a few words, put on his shorts, opened the door and went to the toilet.
Just when Zhang Yang was about to turn away his thoughts, something happened that stunned him. Just as the man went out, the Xinjiang man sleeping in another bed suddenly jumped up from the bed, naked* *All of a sudden he pounced on the woman. The woman didn't struggle, the two bodies were entangled together, and they were pounding wildly. It seemed that they both knew that time was running out, and their bodies were like high-speed engines...
No, Zhang Yang couldn't help but secretly worry about this couple, because his mind felt that the Xinjiang man who went to the toilet had already come out of the toilet.
immediately. Zhang Yang realized that he had made a false alarm, because the couple seemed to know that the man was coming. After letting out a hard blow, the man slipped into his bed. The woman began to clean the "battlefield" herself.
At that moment the man slipped into his bed naked. The Xinjiang man who went to the toilet opened the door and came in...
Zhang Yang couldn't help wiping his sweat, it seemed. This feeling of thought is not entirely beneficial. I will probably see such dirty things often in the future.
The thoughts slowly spread, and suddenly, Zhang Yang was attracted by a person. On the third floor of the hotel, upstairs from them, there was a young man about his age practicing martial arts in the corridor.
Of course, it was not this young man that attracted Zhang Yang, but his actions.
The young man obviously doesn't know martial arts, but the way he practices is surprisingly similar to Zhang Yang. However, Zhang Yang can be sure that he is practicing martial arts and the other party is not, because those actions did not make Zhang Yang feel excited. For Zhang Yang Generally speaking, as long as he sees real martial arts, there will be a feeling in his body, a desire that is ready to move.
The young man had his upper body exposed, his muscles were very strong, and he was full of explosive power. He was holding a crescent-shaped waist knife in his hand, which showed his sharp edge. His movements were boring and mechanical, all of which were to thrust the knife and stab! Draw out the knife and stab! His angle was very tricky, and after he stabbed with the knife, the curved sword would move upward. Zhang Yang believed that if anyone was stabbed by this knife, there would be absolutely no way to survive, because, judging from the young man's position where the knife was drawn, it was all When stabbing the opponent's abdomen and chest with an upward movement, the target will have only one result: death!
Looking at this young man who repeatedly stabbed, stabbed, and flirted, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a chill. This young man's strong will was rare in the world. It would not be an exaggeration to describe his movements as fast as lightning. Zhang Yang calculated, The young man's speed of drawing and retracting the knife has reached five times per second. The knife is powerful and the position is as precise as a fixed point. Five punches per second is an astonishing figure considering that the best boxers in the world only throw seven punches per second.
This is an ordinary person who does not know martial arts. Obviously, he has figured out these cultivation methods by himself.
There is no doubt that this is a terrible person.
Suddenly, the young man stopped, holding the waist knife tightly and looking around nervously. His body was arched like a cheetah preparing to hunt, and his expression seemed a little confused.
What a sensitive sixth sense!
Zhang Yang immediately thought that the young man must have realized that his thoughts were peeping at him, but the other party could not understand this feeling. Sure enough, the young man looked around suspiciously and then began to practice the same expression thousands of times. Knife, stab, tease...
Zhang Yang was surprised to find that there was actually a meeting on the fourth floor. There were five people sitting in a small room. Some were sitting on chairs and some were sitting on chairs. They were very casual, but their expressions were very serious. .
"Boss, Alimu has bullied us. What should we do? Do we really withdraw from the mutton kebab market in Province H?" said a strong man with a big beard and a white hat.
"Let's take a look first. I have already reported to Maimaiti and am waiting for news from him." A man in his forties had a raised nose, sunken eye sockets, and a pair of eight-sided mustache, which made him look very gloomy.
"Brother, wait, we have been waiting for more than a month. Maimaiti has always been partial to the other party. What result can he give us? Since the other party won't give us a way to survive, let's just fight. I believe that although Maimaiti is partial to him, but , and will not help him suppress us..." The person who spoke was a tall and strong young man. At first glance, he looked like a very tough person. Except for his nose being more upturned, there was no difference between him and the Han people. Even his speech was the same. Spoken in Mandarin.
"No, everyone, please don't make trouble. Wait for the news about Maimaiti first. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me. The mutton kebab business in H Province is very big. We can't give the other party an excuse to attack us. Okay, that's it, everyone rest early… "
The boss with an octagonal beard stood up, waved his hand, and walked out of the door.
The remaining four people looked at each other in silence, but none of them left.
finally. Someone spoke.
"Brother, what are you thinking? People are bullying you and you still tolerate them. Are you going to drive us all back to Xinjiang before we can resist? At that time, we probably won't have a chance to resist. There are many bustling streets in this provincial capital. The mutton kebab business is monopolized by us, including KFC, McDonald's, and some large entertainment venues. And now, they have arranged for people to fight against us. Are they going to let us live?" The tall, strong young man said fiercely. He slapped the bed and said with an angry look.
"The boss has become the boss. He is afraid of losing what he already has, so he doesn't have the courage and courage he had before." The old man who had been silent said slowly. Consider the old man’s words.
"Peng...!"
Sudden!
Just as Zhang Yang was waiting for them to speak, a loud noise came from downstairs, followed by the sound of breaking glass and countless footsteps...
Zhang Yang's thoughts suddenly disappeared, but at the moment when his thoughts disappeared, Zhang Yang heard the old man's words: "Finally, the killer is coming!"
Obviously, another group of Xinjiang people came here to kill.
The whole hotel began to become noisy, and the Xinjiang people who had started to sleep suddenly got up. All kinds of sounds intertwined together, like a battlefield.
Except for the stairwell, the first floor is the facade, and the second floor is the hotel. The entire hotel is basically occupied by Xinjiang people.
In a few seconds, the people below rushed to the second floor... (Quanben Novel Network www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)