Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 311 Script Killing: The Eighth Person (7)

Eight people stood in front of a quiet house.

Zhu Dongdong didn't dare to look up.Because as long as he raised his head, he could look at the red lantern hanging high in front of the door with a strange bloody light.

Even if he lowered his head now, the lantern tassels were being blown by the mountain wind, dangling between his hair.Like an invisible hand, pressing on the top of his head, the coolness rushed straight into his forehead.

Zhu Dongdong's voice trembled, his knees softened again, "Sure. Are we going to sleep here tonight?"

Guo Meizhen was also afraid, and hugged Li Lin's arm tightly, "Li Lin, you should quickly think of a way! I don't want to—"

With a "creak", the tightly closed door slowly opened.

Jiang Wan stood right in front of the door, with a crack open, and she watched a dark figure slowly walking over.

He is a middle-aged man with a kind smile.

"Do you want to stay overnight?" The middle-aged man was wearing black short-sleeves and black pants, with a smile on his face, adding some vitality to the depressing attire.

With the "lessons learned from the past" in the car, a bunch of people are afraid to talk to the middle-aged man at the moment, and stare at him defensively.

The middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and looked at Jiang Wan, as if he was waiting for her to speak.

"Are there enough rooms?" Jiang Wan glanced at the place, not too big or too small, but they were all bungalows with only one floor.

"Summer vacation is also the peak tourist season, and now there are not so many rooms, only five rooms left."

"That is to say." Li Linchao glanced at the door, "Besides the eight of us, are there other travelers staying here?"

The middle-aged man said, "Of course. After all, I'm the only hotel within a radius of ten miles! If you don't come to live with me, you'll have to pitch your own tent."

Hearing what he said, the preoccupied people gradually let go of their guard, feeling a sense of relaxation with a long sigh of relief.

Jiang Wan asked, "There are only five rooms now. If eight of us want to live, do we need to allocate them ourselves?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "That's what I mean."

Qin Xu was a little impatient waiting, or was shocked by the "paper man" in the car just now, and his mood is extremely unstable at the moment.

With his bag on his back, he squeezed Jiang Wan away, then bumped the middle-aged man away with his shoulder, and strode towards the hotel.While walking, he said domineeringly, "I don't sleep well, so I need a room by myself at night!"

The middle-aged man looked back at him, his face still smiling, as if he would not be angry.

Jiang Wan was squeezed by Qin Xu just now, she couldn't stand firmly, and staggered twice.

The thin shoulders were supported by someone, stabilizing the frequency of the front and back swaying.

Turning her head to look up, the cold white jaw line fell into her eyes.

It's a guy in a hoodie.

After Jiang Wan stood up, she whispered to him, "Thank you."

The boy didn't answer, but still stood upright, as if waiting for her to go in first.

Jiang Wan made a "tsk" sound, and stepped into the hotel while raising her foot, muttering, "Weird"

The boy's body paused, and it took two seconds before he followed in.

When Jiang Wan entered, the room had already been allocated.

Guo Meizhen was afraid, so she shared a room with Li Lin.The other three people occupy a room each, and let Zhu Dongdong, Jiang Wan and "Hoodie" sleep in a room.

Zhu Dongdong didn't want to do this either, the three of them were crowded together, and the other was a girl, how could they sleep here?

"Jiang Jiangwan, me"

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Jiang Wan curled her lower lip, "It's okay. Let's just be together and take care of me!"

Zhu Dongdong glanced at her gratefully, carrying a bag, followed behind her in small steps.

Qin Xu curled his lips, looked at Zhu Dongdong with a sneer and scolded, "Like a dog, you have no future at all!"

Zhu Dongdong shrank his neck, not daring to make a sound.

"It's getting late, everyone, wash up and go to sleep." The middle-aged man handed them the room keys one by one.

Eight people, divided into five groups, went to their respective rooms.

"By the way." The middle-aged man called out to them who had already walked a long way, squinted his slender eyes, and told him with a smile, "It's raining at night, so don't go out if you have nothing to do."

Qin Xu didn't show face, he sneered and scolded with a crooked mouth, "Idiots only get out!"

Putting aside the words, he went back to the room by himself.

The rest of the people also tossed all the way, exhausted physically and mentally, and left the hotel lobby with big bags and small bags on their backs, and went to the corridor.

"Boom——" The dark night was split by lightning and thunder, and it fell on the smiling face of the middle-aged man in the hall, with a bit of treachery.

The middle-aged man slowly moved to the counter, found a chair and sat down.

While humming a little tune, he found a mirror from under the counter, then picked up a small black tube, and twisted and twisted.

The red cream was applied back and forth on the somewhat purple-black lips, and it became more and more bright red.

In the mirror, the face of the middle-aged man seemed to have apricot eyes and willow eyebrows.

The small mouth, covered with a thick layer of lipstick, opened mechanically, singing a shrill little tune.

(End of this chapter)