Be a passerby in the pure love campus novel

Lu Renjia came to his senses immediately, and said pleasantly - "It's you! Four-eyed brother!"

【098】About Renjia wanting a new monthly pass

Meeting acquaintances in such a different place, especially meeting acquaintances who can remember me, is really a very lucky thing.

"Why is Brother Mushroom here?" Lu Renjia asked.

The boy with the mushroom head said: "Friends, please eat. I just finished eating not long ago, so I went out for a stroll and digested my food."

"Going back to school this afternoon?"

"Of course," said the mushroom-headed boy, "but I have something left in the hotel, so I have to go back and get it back."

Lu Renjia pushed the glasses, "Which hotel?"

"Aristocrat, I booked the presidential suite when I came here, and I haven't returned it yet. I will return it later, so I asked the driver to take me back to school. By the way, does Brother Four Eyes live here?"

"No more," Lu Renjia shook his head honestly, "I just accompany classmate Duan here to discuss business."

Hearing the words Duan, the mushroom-headed boy paused and said, "Is it Duan Luansi?"

"Well, it's a coincidence. The place where classmate Duan talks about business is also in Aristocrat. How does this hotel taste like?"

"It's not bad," said the mushroom-headed boy, "but their wine here is stronger. The same export brand, but they specially supply wine with twice the alcohol content of the original bottle to the hotel. Because people who like to eat here prefer to eat wine here." If you want to fight for wine, you can eat less food, but you must drink alcohol. Whether it is a business discussion or a simple party, the person who drinks the other side can gain the upper hand. This is an inexplicable wine culture here, so the alias of Aristocrat Hotel is also called Wuwanlianye."

When Mushroom Head said this, his face showed a bit of disdain, "I don't really understand, of course, I don't like it at all."

Lu Renjia: "..."

But it sounds great.

"So, if Duan Luansi is here to discuss business, is he ready to be drunk?" Mushroom asked with a smile, his eyes seemed to be gloating.

"Maybe, of course, it's also possible to be prepared to drink the other party down," Lu Renjia said flatly: "Speaking of which, classmate Duan is really brave."

"Yeah, hahaha, okay, okay, it's a rare encounter, Brother Four Eyes, let's go! Let's go shopping together, chat by the way, how about going back to the hotel after two o'clock?"

I went back to the hotel at two o'clock, but classmate Duan asked me to wait for him at three o'clock.

Lu Renjia pushed his glasses and said, "It might be too early to go back at two o'clock."

"why?"

"Because classmate Duan asked me to wait at the entrance of the hotel at three o'clock."

The mushroom-headed boy waved his hand when he heard it: "What's the matter? You can stay with me in the presidential suite for another hour. I think it's just a shower when I go back early, and I can't be full of dust when I go back to school in the afternoon."

"I see," Lu Renjia understood, "Okay."

That way, she wouldn't have to go to the school committee's house and trouble her old housekeeper.

The boy edited a text message to the school committee and sent it. Soon, the phone vibrated and the girl replied.

[Okay, then have fun by yourself, remember the route, don't get lost. 】

Lu Renjia said: [Well, don't worry. 】

——After all, such things as getting lost are only committed by idiots.

Simple greetings, bureaucratic accents, superficial kung fu.

These are things that are familiar to the old fritters who have been in the business war for so many years.

Of course, even a newborn calf can always catch something in such an environment full of hypocrisy and friendliness on the surface of business.

Duan Luansi quietly followed behind the waiter.

The gentle and noble temperament of the mixed-race boy makes him look like an aristocrat in the British royal palace. His appearance is very good, and the first impression seems to be unattainable.

However, the soft smile on the corner of the boy's lips made him look approachable.

It is rare to see such a natural boy who combines nobleness and gentleness, so there are not a few girls who blush along the way.

When he arrived at the door of the private room, Duan Luansi looked sideways at the waiter who led him in and nodded slightly, and smiled gently: "Thank you, I can go in by myself, you can go back and continue working."

Even though the waiter was a man, he couldn't help being nervous and shy at this moment, "No, you're welcome, if you need anything, you can ring the service bell on the table."

After the waiter left, the smile on Duan Luansi's lips faded a little, but the moment he turned the doorknob and entered the room, the fake smile appeared on his face again.

"Long time no see, Mr. Mu."

The man in the private room was wearing a suit. He wasn't fat, but he wasn't that good looking either. Although he looked tough and masculine, his eyes were small, which made his face bigger.

Judging from the clothes and appearance, it is quite trim, at least the first impression is not bad.

In addition to the men, two bodyguards wearing sunglasses stood around him.

Duan Luansi is not surprised by this.

After all, Boss Mu has a lot of enemies, so he brought bodyguards with him just in case.

"Mr. Duan, don't come here without any problems. I didn't expect you to come here alone." Mr. Mu smiled.

There was a gentle smile on Duan Luansi's lips: "After all, I don't want my family to know my whereabouts. Mr. Mu must have known about my family's situation a long time ago."

The man was noncommittal, but the shrewd light in his small eyes had already told Duan Luansi the answer.

"You really look like your mother. You perfectly inherited all her advantages, Mr. Duan," Mr. Mu stared at the boy's mixed-race face, his eyes darkened slightly, his thoughts seemed to drift back to the unknown past, and he said slowly: "When I first met her, she was 22 years old and I was only eighteen. Although she had just married your father at that time, it was still difficult to stop those admirers from pursuing volcanically."

Duan Luansi paused slightly, and the hand on the back of the chair was also stiff for a moment.

He slowly pulled out his chair and sat down, but the pair of light blue eyes turned a little cold after these words came out.

"It was a mistake to marry that old man," Duan Luansi murmured, "If I hadn't married him, maybe my mother wouldn't have gotten sick."

This sentence sounds illogical at first glance.

But only the young man knows the true meaning behind it.

Of course, Mr. Mu couldn't understand the logic, but the man didn't mean to analyze it in depth, "I liked her too, but it's a pity that she died, and I also hate your father. From this point of view, we are in the same camp. , so this cooperation, I think there will not be too much difference between us, I will provide you with everything you need, but Mr. Duan, I have conditions."

Duan Luansi smiled and said, "Mr. Mu, please tell me."

The man raised his eyebrows: "You know the name of this hotel, right?"

"Aristocrat," Duan Luansi said, "Of course, it also has an alias of Wuwanlianye."

"That's right." After the words fell, the man clapped his hands.

The door of the private room was suddenly opened, and the waiters walked in one by one, and placed the wine bottles in their hands one by one on the table between the two of them.

Duan Luan stared down at the wine bottles, as if he had expected it.

The smile on the boy's lips deepened, and he said, "Speaking of which, I've never had a drink with Uncle Mu."

"Mr. Duan, it's been a long time since you called me Uncle Mu. I thought you were unfamiliar with me, although in fact, we are not familiar with each other, haha." The last two laughs sounded very false.

The usual smirk of businessmen.

Duan Luansi could hear the hypocrisy. After all, the young man's "Uncle Mu" was a hypocritical trick. He had seen a man when he was a child, so he called out, but after that, he basically had no interaction with the other party.

The teenager picked up a bottle of wine on the table and looked at the labels on it, brandy, whiskey, tequila...

All are spirits.

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Duan Luansi chuckled, "Is Uncle Mu playing so hard?"

The man smiled and said, "To entertain a good nephew, it is natural to use good wine."

"Then I'll try my best," the mixed-race boy lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the coldness in his eyes, and pretended to be relaxed, "After all, today, uncle's interest cannot be spoiled."

"It's best if you think so, Mr. Duan." When the man laughed, his already small eyes narrowed even more hard to find, so no one noticed the obsession and greed that flashed across his pupils. .

His eyes fell on the handsome white face of the mixed-race boy opposite him and the slender neck that was revealed when he raised his head and drank a glass of wine.

He repeated the sentence again, and the words were meaningful: "President Xiao Duan, you have perfectly inherited all the advantages of your mother."

Lu Renjia and Brother Mushroom walked back while shopping. They didn't buy anything, they mainly chatted.

Unexpectedly, the more they chatted, Lu Renjia found that the two of them had more similar interests and hobbies.

——Heh heh heh, he really deserves to be a good partner who is also a passer-by.

"After defeating the Messiah in the subspace, the members of the special mission team discovered that Enter, the cadre who followed Messiah, was the final boss." Lu Renjia said.

"What about Esc? She seems to be the only female cadre in the task force." Brother Mushroom listened with gusto.

"Enter made a copy of her and stayed with her. When I watched it, I was very sure that he liked Esc, so I kept her."

"OMG! I'm so excited! I didn't expect the Super Sentai series to be so much fun!"

"Of course," Lu Renjia pushed his glasses, "Superheroes never go out of style."

Chatting and chatting, the two walked all the way back to the Aristocrat Hotel.

Standing at the door of the hotel, Lu Renjia asked, "Brother Mushroom, can I go in like this?"

——After all, he still remembered what classmate Duan and the school committee said.

However, Mr. Mushroom said: "Of course it can!"

"But my whole body doesn't add up to 2000 million."

"Isn't that simple?!" Mushroom said, taking off the necklace around his neck, "Wearing it, it's enough."

"What about you?" Lu Renjia asked flatly.

The mushroom boy then showed his hand, with rings of different styles on each of the five fingers.

Lu Renjia: "...Understood."

【099】About My Rescue of the Hero

"Mr. Mu, here is the room card you want." The waitress walked into the private room, and respectfully placed the hotel room card in her hand in front of the man.

Before leaving, the waiter looked back, and suddenly glanced worriedly at the mixed-race boy opposite the man's table.

However, the two bodyguards wearing sunglasses looked at the waiter in an instant.

Although her eyes were covered by the sunglasses, the waiter still seemed to be able to feel the sharp look under the two pairs of sunglasses. Her heart skipped a beat, she bowed in a panic, and then hurriedly left the private room.

The man picked up the room card on the table with his slightly thick hands and put it into the inner pocket of his suit jacket.

He looked calm, and he didn't seem to have any wrongdoing.

Duan Luansi noticed his movements, chuckled, and asked, "Will Uncle Mu want to stay here tonight?"

"Yeah," the man put one hand on the table, and tapped his index finger rhythmically on the table. Get down, so I will be carried back, and your aunt will definitely be angry again."

The mixed-race boy lowered the gloomy look in his eyes, nodded slightly, and said clearly: "That is indeed, I met my aunt before, and she is quite dignified."

"Okay, men are talking about things outside, don't mention women, drink it, Mr. Duan, I know you have to go back to school in the afternoon, so I specially arranged for you to drive in advance, hahaha."

"Really? Thank you, Uncle Mu, but no need," Duan Luansi said with a smile, "my classmate came with me, and I told him to wait for me at the door at three o'clock."

"Classmate? Waiting for you at the hotel entrance?"

"Yes, he is probably shopping now, come over at three o'clock."

As the words of the voice fell, the man's finger that tapped the table suddenly stopped.

"..."

Two seconds later, Mr. Mu stood up, poured a glass of wine for the young man, and said with a smile, "In this case, it will be more convenient. I, as an uncle, will feel more at ease with your classmate sending you off."

"Thank you, Uncle Mu," Duan Luansi narrowed his eyes, picked up a glass of wine poured for him by the man, "I'll toast you first."

Wine table culture can be regarded as an unwritten "culture" in Huaguo's interpersonal communication.

Drinking cup after cup, the atmosphere rises, but people get down on the ground.

Duan Luansi can also be regarded as drinking a lot of famous wine, so he has a good capacity for alcohol, but the young man is still a little jealous when he meets an old fritter like Mr. Mu. He has taken a special anti-alcoholic medicine in advance, although it can't completely keep him in good spirits during drinking. Sober, but it can always slow down the speed of his drunkenness.

However, during various chats and drinks, Duan Luansi felt something was wrong.

Anti-alcoholic drugs do not seem to have any effect.

Time passed by, and this strange atmosphere became more and more serious.

When it was almost 02:30, Duan Luansi couldn't hold on anymore, put down the wine glass in his hand heavily, and forced a smile and said: "I'm sorry, Uncle Mu...Maybe today, I'm going to spoil your interest."

After saying this, there was no response from the man opposite.

Duan Luansi frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look at Mr. Mu. In his hazy vision, it seemed that the man on the opposite side stood up and approached him step by step.

His voice came, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

It seemed to be stretched away until it was completely inaudible at the end.

"President Xiao Duan? President Xiao Duan?"

He called twice faintly to let his consciousness come back a little.

When the man walked in front of him, the young man was finally able to see his face clearly, a tough face, small eyes, and the obsession and greed in his eyes, which made the unconscious young man feel alarm bells ringing in his heart!

Duan Luansi clasped Chengquan tightly with his hands on the table, trembling a little, and understood everything in an instant.

Her thin lips parted slightly, the corners of her mouth raised, and she said sarcastically - "Mr. Mu... so, is this your condition?"

The man stretched out his hand to caress the handsome and deep face of the mixed-race boy, rubbed his cheek lightly with his thumb, as if he was feeling some kind of delicacy, and sighed: "Luan Si, your mother is the most beautiful person I have ever seen, although She is not from Huaguo, she has a western face, but from the first time I saw her, I was attracted by those beautiful blue eyes, which are exactly the same as yours."

The fork on the table was suddenly picked up by the boy, and it ruthlessly plunged into the man's arm!

Mr. Mu came back to his senses in an instant and let out a scream. Seeing this, the two bodyguards immediately stepped forward to control the boy, preventing him from taking a step closer to the man.

The man also seemed quite bloody, he pulled out the fork by himself, and he drank a lot of alcohol, which paralyzed some of the nerves, even if his arm hurt, it seemed to be within his tolerance.

The sound insulation effect of the private room is very good, and there is no monitoring, so the waiters and guests passing by outside will not notice what is inside.

Mr. Mu's pupils were dark, staring at Duan Luansi who was under control, with a ferocious smile on his face, he said: "Hahaha, Luansi, even this angry appearance is the same as your mother, I really like it more and more. "

"Uncle knows that you have a good capacity for alcohol, so he got something in in advance, it can make you happier in your sleep, you are a treasure created by God, just like your mother, I am not willing to let you bear any pain .”

After the man finished speaking affectionately, he said to one of the bodyguards: "Go and wait at the entrance of the hotel. When that classmate comes, stop him and say that Xiao Duan will not go back today, let him take a taxi back by himself."

The bodyguard nodded and left without saying a word.

Another bodyguard who seemed to be "supporting" the drunk boy stayed in the private room with the man. He handed the room card to the bodyguard and said with a smile, "You go up first, I'll go to the front desk, and I'll come up later."

When going out, the waiter standing at the door glanced at the bodyguard in surprise, Mr. Mu said: "You accompany my bodyguard to send Mr. Duan to rest. This kid drank too much, I'm afraid he won't be able to go back later."

The man was so calm that no one could raise any doubts.

Seeing this, the waiter nodded and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Mu."

She looked at the young man supported by the bodyguard, he was extremely handsome, even when he was in a trance, he was a different kind of noble and beautiful.

The young man frowned slightly, as if the alcohol had tortured him a little bit, his eyes were closed tightly, like a golden butterfly with broken wings, with a sense of war-damaged beauty.

Mr. Mu seems to have gone to the front desk to check out, so this means that the man really has no other meaning.

The private room booked before should also be booked in advance for the drunk teenager.

However, despite thinking this way, the waiter was still uneasy.

This uneasiness did not disappear until he and the bodyguard helped the boy to the big bed in the room.

When he returned to the front desk, Mr. Mu seemed to be gone.

This made the waiter a little relieved, she said: "Mr. Mu has gone back?"

The front desk staff said: "Just walked out the gate."

- that's good.

She was completely relieved.

Lu Renjia and his mushroom brother returned to the hotel at two o'clock.

Before going in, Brother Mushroom hung the necklace around Lu Renjia's neck.

"Although it's a bit strange to say that, I still want to know—" Lu Renjia pointed to the respectful waiters at the door, and asked blankly: "How do they know if the value of our things exceeds 2000 million? "

Could it be that the waiters actually have super memory and can remember every big name?

Hearing this question, the boy with the mushroom head shook his head and explained with a smile: "No, in fact, every waiter in the Aristocrat Hotel carries a detection instrument with him. This instrument is developed by the Su International Technology Group. One whole body can immediately calculate the total price of everything on the body, after all, each big-name clothing will have its own special trademark, and the trademark will be entered into the big data system, which is universal."

Lu Renjia: "...Su International Technology Group, is it owned by our class committee?"

"Who is your school committee?"

"Student Su Wen."

"Su Wen!" The boy with the mushroom head suddenly realized: "Yes, the daughter of the Su family belongs to her family, and she is one of the top [-] in the world."

Lu Renjia: "..."

——This is the first time I know that the academic committee company likes to study these boring things.

In the next second, only a few "didi" sounds were heard, and the waiters at the door looked down at the walkie-talkie with the screen in their hands, and suddenly put on a respectful smile, saying, "Welcome both of you."

Lu Renjia also clearly saw the words and numbers displayed on the screen of the walkie-talkie in their hands at this moment—[Carat Dream: $21000000, Honh Snow Mountain Jacket: ￥13000, Unknown brand shirt: ￥30, Unknown brand trousers: ￥60, whether Total price over $2000 million: Yes. 】

Lu Renjia: "..."

"It's too exaggerated." The boy complained flatly.

However, Mushroom Brother waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, Brother Four Eyes, these are the basic life of us simple and rich people."

Lu Renjia: "..."

Asshole rich.

Evil capitalists.

"Classmate Duan asked me to wait for him at three o'clock, and it's only two o'clock now," Lu Renjia looked at the phone and said, "Shall I go to the room with Brother Mogu?"

"Of course!" the mushroom-headed boy said, "I just went back to take a shower, so you can wait until three o'clock in the private room of my presidential suite, just after taking a shower, Duan Luansi also finished talking about business, we can drive back together School."

"Okay." Lu Renjia nodded calmly.

He took the elevator with the boy with the mushroom head.

The presidential suite is located on the top floor. It has the best sightseeing floor-to-ceiling windows in the city. It has a good view and excellent lighting. The decoration inside is very luxurious. There are only four presidential suites on the top floor, and each one is luxurious beyond words.

In Brother Mushroom's room, there is also a large rooftop swimming pool and hot spring pool.

It is simply the pinnacle of luxury performance.

Brother Mushroom went to take a bath in the hot spring pool, while Lu Renjia sat on the sofa in the room while watching the time and playing his own little game.

Don't worry about running out of battery for your phone, because there are various types of chargers in the room, and even universal chargers for batteries.

When mentioning the Universal Charger, Lu Renjia's thoughts suddenly returned to his childhood.

When smart phones were not yet popular, people who lost their chargers had to buy a matching charging cable or a universal charger. Of course, some local tyrants could directly buy new batteries for replacement.

Later, technological innovations, batteries, and universal chargers gradually faded out of people's vision, just like trends are changing forever, and times are changing. No matter what it is, it may only become the past in the end, existing in memories, or even memories. Did not leave any shadow on them.

Lu Renjia is actually more nostalgic.

It's not that I can't accept new things at all.

He just likes something from the past, and that makes him feel like he belongs.

However, no matter how much belonging there is, if he gives up his smart phone to use a PHS, or a flip skateboard phone, he may become unaccustomed to it.

So it’s good to think about some things, and it’s enough to miss it once in a while.

Lu Renjia sat on the sofa for more than half an hour, and suddenly heard a knock on the door.

At this time, Brother Mushroom's voice came from the hot spring pool room—"Brother Four Eyes, open the door for me, the afternoon tea I ordered is here!"

"Okay." The boy pushed his glasses, got up and went to the door to open it.

The waiter in a neat tuxedo had a gentle smile on his lips. He was a handsome young man who was pushing a dining car and said, "Good afternoon, sir. Here is your snack and fruit tea."

"Come in." Lu Renjia made way sideways.

The waiter pushed the cart in, and the promenade outside the door was unobstructed.

Lu Renjia glanced outside casually, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a waiter and another man in bodyguard outfit wearing a black suit and sunglasses helping a familiar mixed-race boy into another presidential room.

He stood at the door, watching calmly and indifferently as the two helped Duan Luansi in. After a while, the waiter came out again and closed the door.

The bodyguards seemed to be still inside the house, not knowing what they were doing.

"Sir, if you don't have any instructions, I'll leave first. If you need anything, you can use the service bell in the room to call me." The young man who had just delivered the afternoon tea finished speaking, pushing his dining car and nodding slightly towards Lu Renjia.

"Well, thank you." The boy said indifferently, keeping his eyes on the presidential room.

The waiter brought one of the afternoon teas to the hot spring room, and left the other on the table, which Brother Mushroom ordered for Lu Renjia by the way.

"Brother Four Eyes, it's fate to meet you today. I'm treating you. The snacks in the hotel are delicious." Brother Mushroom's laughter came from the room.

Lu Renjia leaned against the door of the suite, quietly watching a tough man in a suit and leather shoes come out of the elevator on the right, and his black moccasins walked quietly in the carpeted corridor until he reached the suite just now , knocked lightly on the door.

The young man looked indifferent, pushed his glasses, and casually responded to Brother Mushroom in the room, "Ah, that's really just right, thank you, good brother."

"You're welcome, good brother!"

The bodyguard opened the door, and the man walked in with a smile.

In the bedroom in the house, on the wide and soft bed, a mixed-race boy with handsome and three-dimensional features was panting slightly, curled up into a ball, tightly clutching the slightly scattered clothes around the neckline with one hand, and clutching the bed sheet with the other hand, Seems to be in a state of extreme distress.

The bodyguard exited the bedroom and stood in the living room of the presidential suite, standing upright and respectful.

Mr. Mu lowered his eyes and smiled.

He didn't jump straight up like those impatient people.

It's like a noble appreciator, condescendingly looking down at an extremely beautiful picture in front of him, admiring all the expressions on that handsome face.

"Manina, you are so beautiful." He smiled lightly.

"You are always the most beautiful in my heart. I yearn for you crazily almost every night. I fantasize about you, even though you were already married at that time."

As he spoke, he slowly took off his suit jacket and threw it casually on the carpeted floor.

The man walked to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the red and hot cheeks of the boy on the bed, "Look at your current appearance, it's really intoxicating."

After the words fell, Duan Luansi suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had regained some consciousness, he turned sideways and kicked the man hard on the stomach, and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Strongly restraining the erosion of his consciousness by the drugs, he stepped forward and grabbed him by the neckline, and hit that face with all his strength.

But the harder he tried now, the more limp his body would become.

Duan Luansi was so angry that his face was ferocious, but this appearance, in the eyes of a man, aroused his desire to conquer.

He was punched in the face a few times, but it didn't make the man furious at all. He looked like a disgusting pervert, and said with a smile: "Luan Si, you really surprised my uncle. Your mother always likes to show such an expression when she is angry." expression."

There was no strength left for the last punch.

So easily caught by the man.

Duan Luansi suddenly coughed. He felt the spread of the flames. He didn't know whether it was anger or something else. The young man gritted his teeth, his pale blue eyes were extremely cold and full of anger, staring at the man who grabbed his wrist, "You dare to do this, Mu, I will definitely make your life worse than death."

"But Luan Si, I can make you want to die now first."

After saying these words with a grinning grin, he suddenly got up and pushed the young man hard, then pressed his shoulder with one hand, and started to unbutton the young man's collar with the other hand.

At this moment, someone knocked on the bedroom door.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

Although it was knocking, if you listen carefully, the sound is very loud. It doesn't seem like you are using your hands, but more like tapping rhythmically with something relatively large and heavy.

The man paused, narrowed his small eyes coldly, and said coldly to the bedroom door: "Didn't I tell you that no matter what happens, don't bother me?"

After saying this, the knocking on the door stopped.

Perhaps, the bodyguard left.

Just as the man turned his eyes back to the young man's slender neck, suddenly!There was only a loud knock on the door—the white wooden door was kicked open instantly, and it flew towards the big bed in the middle of the bedroom like a frisbee, and hit the man's head hard!

"Dong dong dong."

The knock on the door was small and brisk.

The bodyguard walked towards the gate and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?"

A young boy's plain voice came from outside the door: "The waiter is delivering the meal. This is the exquisite afternoon tea that our hotel presents to every guest."

afternoon tea.

He looked through the peephole on the door, and saw that the boy's hair was tied up in a small bun, he was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black-rimmed glasses. He couldn't tell what he looked like, but he was holding a copy of the Tea tray.

Looking a bit like a waiter, he opened the door and said, "Just give it to me, you don't have to go in."

"Okay." The boy at the door handed the afternoon tea to the man, but the next second——

"boom!!"

Someone grabbed her hair suddenly and slammed it hard against the hard painted door!

The man was caught off guard and lost consciousness in an instant!

[100] Ruthless words about classmate Duan

The hotel has two doors.

A front hall and a back door.

The front hall door leads to the private dining room, and the back door leads directly to the high-rise suites.

When Lu Renjia and the mushroom-headed boy came back, they took the back door and went directly to the elevator.

There were some small rubber bands for hand sanitizer and toilet paper in the elevator, and Lu Renjia took one along the way.

The school committee asked me to keep these at all times, which would be very convenient when I needed to tie my hair.

The boy remembered this, although sometimes he forgot to take it when he went out, for example, this morning, he forgot the small rubber band of the school committee in the bathroom of the hospital.

Maybe I have to talk to classmate Ning Que and ask him to take it with me when he leaves.

"……"Wait a moment.

It seems that he forgot to make an appointment with classmate Ning Que in the morning, and went to pick him up in the afternoon.

"..."

Forget it.

Lu Renjia looked away, with a guilty conscience expressionless - then it's better not to tell classmate Ning Que.

Various dog-blood plots are often staged in TV dramas.

For example, I love you and you love him, but he loves him again, or the long-lasting car accident amnesia chasing his wife and crematorium, you can't be together, she is your own sister and other bloody things.

Of course, there is also a powerful helper to promote the emotional progress of the hero and heroine-drugs.

Whether it's the villain being played by the heroine, or by the male lead, or by each other, everyone dies together, in short, this kind of plot is essential.

Lu Renjia recalled Duan Luansi's state just now. It was obvious that he was either drunk or drugged.

Of course, he is more inclined to get drunk. After all, judging from Brother Mushroom's words, the wine here is so strong that ordinary people can't control it.

If he was drunk, maybe the bodyguards and waiters sent him up to rest.

But soon, a man in a suit and leather shoes attracted his attention.

Although Lu Renjia sometimes couldn't hear the sarcasm or malice, but his nerves were not so severe that he couldn't tell the difference between abnormal neuropathy and normal people.

At least for teenagers, eyes can see a person's inner being. Lu Renjia has seen that kind of obsessive and greedy perverted eyes, because he often acts chivalrously and rescues cute girls who are besieged by hooligans.

He took out the small rubber band in his pocket, tied his messy hair a little, took off the snow mountain coat on his body, revealing the cheap white shirt inside, and simply tucked the hem of the clothes into the black trousers, making the dress neat and tidy.

The exquisite afternoon tea snacks on the table are also very pleasing in shape, and they look tall at first glance.

Picking up the dinner plate, the boy walked slowly to the door of the presidential suite and knocked lightly on the door.

It was indeed the bodyguard who opened the door, but the smiling man in the suit was not spotted in the living room in a blink of an eye.

The bedroom door was closed tightly, and with just one glance, he probably understood.

So there is no need for any hesitation.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the bodyguard's hair, and slammed it hard on the painted door. The sound insulation effect is really good, but such a loud sound did not disturb the people in the bedroom.

Lu Renjia's glasses loosened a bit, he raised his hand to gently support them, and said softly to the fainted bodyguard: "When you become a bodyguard in the future, remember to cut your hair, otherwise—"

He said flatly: "You will be directly grabbed by the pigtail."

The boy stood up straight, with one hand casually hanging by his side, while the other was still holding the bodyguard's hair.

Lu Renjia was expressionless, dragging the bodyguard along the carpet slowly like dragging a dead body.

Walking to the bedroom door, grabbing the man by the collar, he calmly knocked his head against the wooden door.

After three beeps.

There was an impatient growl from within.

Lu Renjia was silent for a moment, let go, and let the man fall to the ground.

A soft carpet won't make much noise.

It seems that although he is really obedient.

But in the next instant, a icy light was reflected by the thick lens, and in a rare way—a dark and deep pupil underneath was revealed.

Indifferent, gloomy.

Like an extrajudicial sanctioner walking in the night.

Decisive, ruthless, and unkind.

After all, sometimes, people can't be too kind.

—and he kicked hard at the door.

Duan Luansi could feel an uncontrollable impulse, making him clamor for something to vent.

Even the hands are a little hard to restrain and want to hug something tightly.

However, the boy's pale blue pupils were filled with murderous intent and aversion to cold.

At this moment, he seemed to be an evil ghost climbing up from hell, staring at the disgusting thing in front of him who unbuttoned himself with the purest hatred in the world.

"I know you want to hug me now, dear Mannina," the man said with a smile, "then hug me."

"Don't hold back, I like your fiery look."

The three knocks on the door didn't make Boss Mu take it to heart.

But the kick that followed broke the door, and the door panel hit him on the head.

A whirlwind.

The severe pain in the back of the head was like being burned by a flame, and the blood flowed down instantly, soaking the soft carpet.

But this was not over yet, the door panel was picked up by the young man, like a weapon, and smashed on the man's face one after another.

Although it is not considered bleeding from the seven orifices, the mouth and nose three