Warrior's Troubleshooting System

Chapter 88 Entering Jiangdong City for the first time.

The owner of the small hotel is a bronze-ranked martial artist. He opened a small hotel with equipment and services comparable to those of large hotels. He specially attracts foreigners who are not too poor at a low price. He will start to take it.

His boss is the protector of the block where the small hotel is located, a third-level bronze warrior, he can open a black shop thanks to his boss Li Hu, otherwise the security team would have wiped him out long ago.

Liu Feng, the fat sheep, he wants to dedicate to Li Hu, which can be regarded as his protection fee for this month.

The boss thinks that the new car driven by Liu Feng is worth 10,000+, and there must be more money in the bank card on his body, because in this world, people who travel will not leave money at home, because it is easy to do so Snatched away by warriors.

What the owner of the small hotel doesn't understand is that the travel photographers in the past were all tall and strong fighters, but the photographer who came today is thin and looks like an ordinary person. What survived?You must know that warriors have always been merciless to people from other places.

"Maybe this idiot is lucky. Maybe this idiot thinks the world is peaceful. I'll let him know what the real world looks like in a while."

Thinking this way, the owner of the small hotel touched Liu Feng's room No. 17, and when he walked to the door of Room 17, the owner of the small hotel took out his room card and swiped it in the card slot, and then the door opened with a click.

The owner of the small hotel walked into the room grandly, the curtains of the room were drawn, so the room was a bit dark, and Liu Feng was sleeping soundly on the white bed.

The owner of the small hotel untied a bundle of rope from his belt and walked towards Liu Feng. The boss wanted his life, so he didn't dare to kill Liu Feng. He just planned to tie Liu Feng up and torture him when the boss came.

The owner of the small hotel walked up to Liu Feng, and grabbed Liu Feng's hands without any scruples. He wanted to tie Liu Feng's hands first, and then his legs. The fat sheep who come to the door know what it's like to cook dried shrimps.

Just when the big hand of the owner of the small hotel touched Liu Feng's, Liu Feng suddenly disappeared.

The owner of the small hotel was taken aback, and looked around in horror. The fear in his heart continued to increase. He knew that this was by no means a supernatural event, but that he met a master, and a master whose strength was far superior to his.

When the owner of the small hotel was looking around, he suddenly felt a pain on the left side of his cheek, and then his left cheek was swollen, but the owner of the small hotel still didn't see anyone. When he looked around vigilantly, his right cheek Another slap in the face.

But he still didn't see anyone, and then the slaps on the face of the owner of the small hotel continued like a storm, and the owner of the small hotel felt that his neck was about to break, and his old face was even worse. was beaten into a pig's head.

But this is not the most frightening thing. The most frightening thing is that he never saw anyone, which means that the other party is constantly moving slightly. Although the movement is small, the speed is extremely fast, so the owner of the small hotel with low strength cannot see the other party clearly. speed.

Liu Feng didn't stop until the owner of the small hotel was beaten and fainted. After his reaction speed improved, his hearing was far beyond ordinary people, so when the owner of the small hotel called, he woke up.

After beating the owner of the small hotel until he didn't even know what the hell, Liu Feng felt satisfied. He tied up the owner of the small hotel and stuffed it under the bed before continuing to sleep.

Not long after, the sound of car brakes came from downstairs in the small hotel, and then a thin voice came from the first floor of the small hotel:
"Old Feng, where is the fat sheep?"

Liu Feng sat up and imitated the voice of the owner of the small hotel and shouted:
"Room 17."

As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, he heard the sound of someone going up the stairs.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and a man with a height of two meters walked into the room, but he didn't see anyone in the room. He was wondering in his heart, and wanted to call the owner of the small hotel out, when suddenly a shadow passed by his eyes , and then he slapped his face.

This slap was so severe that the block boss turned 360 degrees in mid-air, and the left half of his face was also swollen.

He stood up in a daze, and shouted:
"Fuck you, who are you? Believe it or not, I will let my boss kill you."

"Now hit you on the right cheek."

A voice suddenly rang in the ears of Li Hu, the boss of the neighborhood. Then, before Li Hu could react, he was slapped on the right side of his face, causing him to flip 360 degrees in the air and land on the ground.

After landing, he opened his mouth and vomited loudly, spat out all his good teeth, and both sides of his face were swollen as high as a pig's head.

At this moment, Liu Feng stopped moving, showed his body, pulled out the owner of the small hotel under the bed, and stood side by side with Li Hu and said:
"Two pig heads, compensate me for mental damage."

Li Hu felt wronged and said:
"You beat us up like this, and we haven't asked you for compensation yet. How dare you ask us for mental damages."

"Find a fight."

As Liu Feng said, he stepped on Li Hu's leg, breaking Li Hu's leg.

Only then did Li Hu know that Liu Feng and other strong men were generally unreasonable.

Li Hu had no choice but to say:

"Listen up, you outsider. My boss is the captain of the security team in the DC area of ​​Jiangdong City. He has the strength of the fifth-level bronze. Now you send me to the hospital for treatment and pay me 10,000+ compensation. Boss killed you."

Then with a click, Li Hu's other leg broke. "

"After compensating me for mental damage, I can ask you to call your boss."

Li Hu rolled his eyes and said in his heart:

"As long as I call the boss over, I will definitely kill this bastard, and take revenge for today's slap in the face."

So he respectfully said to Liu Feng:

"Master, how much compensation do you want, just say, we will definitely compensate you."

"Very good, each person compensates me with 20 yuan, and one penny less will break a bone of yours."

The owner of the small hotel and Li Hu both looked bitter. They originally wanted to make a fortune from Liu Feng, but unexpectedly they posted 20 yuan each.

But under the threat of powerful force, they had to obey, so they had to stretch out their trembling hands, and took out the bank card from their pockets with a painful face. Li Hu said to Liu Feng:
"My lord, there are 30 yuan in the bank card, can you leave 10 yuan for me?"

"I don't have any change right now, I'll give you some money later."

Liu Feng made it clear that he wanted to take it by force, but Li Hu had no choice but to admit it.

Liu Feng put away the bank card, asked for the password, and asked Li Hu to call the captain of the security team.

Li Hu glanced at Liu Feng, then at his cell phone, and then at Liu Feng, worried that Liu Feng would kill him as soon as he dialed the number.

(End of this chapter)