Afterlife Hotel: I Live And Die In The World!

However, the grievances were not reinstated, but as if they had found a target, they rushed in two directions in unison!

And these two directions are a small office building that was contracted by private individuals, and... the St. Milton Hotel!!!

"What the hell! Is the hotel's air conditioning system out of control!?

"Go to the maintenance staff, the guest room phone is about to explode!

In the hotel, the female manager in charge of the guest room was about to break her leg.

I don't know what's going on today, it suddenly started to cool down.

What is outrageous is that the hotel's constant temperature system did not respond at all to this cooling, so that many guests and special customers in the guest rooms complained wildly.

However, just when she was busy and exhausted, a young man in a suit walked into the hotel lobby unhurriedly.

"Is this the St. Milton Hotel?"

The hotel manager hurriedly greeted him: "Hello, sir, there is some problem with the temperature control system of our hotel, and we cannot provide you with accommodation services for the time being. 35

"It's okay, I'm not here to stay." The man smiled and shook his head.

Immediately without looking at the manager in front of the front line, he walked straight towards the VIP lounge on the side of the hall.

"Sir, is 750 our VIP? Please show your VIP number."

"Not really."

"Then please stop, ordinary customers are not allowed to enter here."

"Oh?" The man smiled and asked, "Is it because you are afraid that the secret of your hotel will be discovered by the authorities? 35

The female manager's eyes twitched slightly.

At the same time, he pressed the button on the bracelet without a trace.

Last night, she said with a smile: "Sir, it seems that you don't need the services of this hotel. I take the liberty to ask, are you... here to make trouble."

Hearing this, the man grinned.

"Yes, I'm here to make trouble."

Unexpectedly, hearing Su Changsheng's words, the smile on the female manager's face didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

"Sir, I advise you, if you want to make trouble, go to another hotel. 35

Su Changsheng shook his finger and said, "I'm sorry, this time I made a special trip to trouble you.

After speaking, he stepped up again and walked towards the VIP lounge.

(bhbb) "Sir! I warn you one last time!"

The female manager hurriedly stopped in front of Su Changsheng again.

There was already some chill in his tone.

Looking at Su Changsheng's eyes is no different from looking at a dead person.

Dare to come to St. Milton to make trouble, is this tired of living?

It's just that before her next sentence could be said, it was completely stuck in her throat.

I saw Su Changsheng stretched out his right hand.

Under the horrified gaze of the female manager, she actually reached into her chest like this!

But she strangely didn't feel any pain!

It was as if it was just a shadow passing through the body.

"Your heart is beating fast."

"What are you worried about? Are you afraid that I will find out about St Milton's secrets? 35

"..." The female manager opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, the unchanging smile on her face finally dissipated, replaced by intense horror and fear!

Because at this moment, she could faintly feel that her heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Like being wrapped in something, the beating became more laborious.

"Well, the heartbeat is strong.

"Let me guess, you should be someone from inside St Milton?"

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"Nod, or shake your head.

The woman nodded subconsciously.

Seeing this situation, the smile on Su Changsheng's face became even bigger.

He leaned gently into the manager's ear, with a cold smile in his voice.

"Then...Welcome to the Hotel of Rebirth." As the voice fell, Su Changsheng clenched his right hand tightly!

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As soon as the woman raised a trace of doubt, she felt an unbearably intense pain hit her chest.

Immediately, the capillaries all over the body swelled and burst!

"Pfft... cough cough... vomit..."

The mouthful of blood spurted out.

Su Changsheng took his hands and left, without the slightest trace of blood on his hands.

All that was left was the female manager lying on the floor of the VIP lounge, convulsed and convulsed, bleeding profusely everywhere, and her heart burst.

Apparently it's not far from death.

It's just that Su Changsheng hadn't walked a few steps here, and a group of burly men in hotel security uniforms rushed out from all over the lobby.

Seeing their manager lying on the ground, they didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense, pulled out their waists and threw their sticks and rushed into the VIP lounge after Su Changsheng.

"call!"

The door to the lounge was closed, blocking the sight of all the lively people in the lobby.

The expected chaos did not occur.

It was unexpectedly quiet in the lounge.

Three minutes passed, and there was still no movement.

Someone with good deeds dared to push open the door of the VIP lounge.

"..."

A weak airflow blew past, blowing away the last wisp of faint green flames.

Other than that, there is no half-figure here.

What a man who found fault, what a manager who vomited blood, what a bunch of burly men.

It's as if this never happened here...

In the special service hall, Su Changsheng looked at everything around him like a curious baby.

It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the dozens of people in front of him who were holding all kinds of firearms.

"Is this the special service hall at the Grand St Milton? A big organization. 35

"Are all the tasks posted by the hotel on that wall?"

Su Changsheng raised his feet on his own and was about to walk over there.

However, the male manager of the hotel said: "This gentleman, may I take the liberty to inquire about your origin? 35

"My history? You don't deserve to know.

"Are you here to make trouble?

"Heh..." Su Changsheng smiled coldly and said, "The last person who asked me this question is dead, and you will be no exception."

"Also, I need to make corrections.

"It's not that I'm trying to trouble you, it's that you St Milton are looking for trouble first! 95

The manager frowned and said, "It seems that this gentleman has no intention of sitting down with us to chat."

"No, there is no room for negotiation."