Son of the Tower

Chapter 329

When the little guest walked into the hotel gate, the little doorman in charge of opening the gate didn't know what to say.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with you saying that you are welcome, but he just watched this guest walk out of the door of his hotel's opponent's house, still stepping on that house's shoes.

Forget it, let the proprietress deal with this guest.

But his silence attracted the attention of the security chief. The old wolf originally wanted to reprimand the irresponsible Lamb doorman, but when he saw the opponent's bathrobe on the new guest, the reprimand that he was about to blurt out could only be A halfway ending.

Because he felt that if he changed his identity, he didn't know how to welcome this guest.

In the end, he could only look for help to the Tallhoof woman at the counter. The latter had withdrawn her attention from the newspaper in her hand and glanced at him. The lady glanced at the lobby, but found nothing .

"Ma'am, you'd better put down the newspaper in your hand." The reminder from the counter made the Tallhoof woman show an embarrassed smile. She didn't hear the footsteps of the guests, which was very embarrassing, but when she put down her hand When reading the newspaper in the house, even more embarrassment appeared, and even the child who used the chronograph on his wrist was the product of his opponent's family, and was looking at her with a smile.

"Are you here to stay at the hotel, or do you want to amuse me after hearing a few words from that old man." She sat up straight and asked, looking at the little snow leopard cub in front of her.

Even though she was a child on a high mountain, she would not refuse a real guest, but she really didn't know whether the child in front of her was a real guest or an unlucky guy who had been provoked.

Of course, the little snow leopard shook its head with a smile: "I don't have anything to know or explain about the grievances between you and that old cow, I just want to know which floor Mr. Rose Michel lives. "

Looking for someone?Living in two hotels with friends?

The Tallhoof woman glanced at the computer in front of her while thinking, and found that there was no Mr. Rose.

"Ah, wait a minute, my friend told me that he stayed at the hotel under the name Lance Faris."

This time, a name named Lance Faris appeared on the screen in front of her.The Gaohoof woman looked at the little Snow Leopard in front of her: "Your friend lives on the top floor, I don't know who you belong to him, maybe I should first find out who you belong to our distinguished guest."

"I don't know him yet, but I believe he will soon regard me as a good friend. After all, the same way, we should get together." The child said with a smile.

The Tallhoof woman shook her head, and she took out a gun from the counter—the little Snow Leopard looked less than 12 years old, and judging from the gestures made by the security captain behind him, it should be a guest of the old man's house, I don't know Why did you run over.

Therefore, facing the guest from southern Thailand, she must have wanted to scare him.

"Ah, the gun, it's an old-fashioned southern Thai single-sleeve. This thing may be bigger than the old dog behind me who can make dumb gestures and his family." The woman found that the gun in her hand had appeared in the child's hand, and he pointed the gun at herself and pulled the trigger.

Then he caught the bullet with his other hand.

"The muzzle velocity is still too slow. It's really a single barrel. This gun is considered a cultural relic in southern Thailand. If you sell it to collectors, it is enough for you to open one in a small city in southern Thailand. It's a more luxurious hotel than it is now." The child said with a smile: "Now, have you decided to take me up to see him?"

"Do I have any other choice?" She asked helplessly.

………………

Mars followed the cow lady to the elevator. The head of the security guard just wanted to sneak up on him, but now he was being attacked by an activated electric fan and was hung upside down and tied to the ceiling.

Compared with the helpless shop assistants and security guards, most of the guests came from the inside of the civilized circle, applauding this psionic trick,
This made Mrs. Niu in front of Mars even more helpless. When she was waiting for the elevator to come down, she looked at Mars and said, "If you have a grudge, I suggest you drag him out of the hotel and beat him to death, after all, he is The highest-level rooms in the hotel are full of the most valuable guys."

"Don't worry, I'm here to make friends, not to kill people. Besides, I really want to kill people. Wouldn't it be more explosive to fire An-12440 in the square?"

"Then my top floor is finished, Mr. Little."

Madam Niu from the High Hoof Tribe sighed helplessly.

"So you have to believe in my determination to make friends." Mars smiled and followed her into the elevator.

"Are you really here to make friends?" Mrs. Niu asked, it seemed that she had seen love-hate scenes not once.

But Mars will definitely not fall in love with that guy named Rose, and he will not think of killing him because he will not fall in love.

"Don't worry, I'm here to do business."

With these words, Mrs. Niu finally sighed, she seemed to have resigned to her fate—you see, form is better than people.

When the elevator reached the top floor, she walked out of the room, and Mars followed her footsteps. After taking eleven steps, Mars grabbed Mrs. Niu's arm and pulled her behind her. Stove pliers that have been twisted into climbing picks in the hands of young men.

The other party spat, and when he was about to continue fighting, Mars retreated to the other side of the corridor with a flash: "Mr. Ross, I think we should talk."

"...do you know who I am?" The young man looked at Mars suspiciously. It was obvious that he trusted his disguise very much, and he had reservations about why his disguise would be seen through.

"Yes, I know you belong to the Michelle family, and I have some considerations about why you came here, and do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?" The young man thought for a while, and pointed the iron object in his hand at the carpet.

But Mars can be sure that as long as Mr. Ross thinks it is necessary, this thing will still be a weapon: "Mars House, son of the tower."

"Damn it, how dare you call yourself the chief of the tower at 1.3 meters these days, you wait, I'll find someone to expose you!" The young man muttered while taking out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket with his free right hand, and dialed A number: "Lao Meng, I have a 1.3-meter bastard who said he is the chief of the tower, Mars House. If I remember correctly, the real one is 1.8 meters. How did he grow in reverse? Come and check the goods .”

After speaking, he pointed the phone camera at Mars.

Mars smiled and waved to the camera.

Then I heard Mr. Meng Xiao's laughter from the phone.

"That's right, it's him, as if it were fake."

Mars grinned like a silly leopard.

Now embarrassment has come to Mr. Ross's face, like an enemy who has met in his lifetime.

(End of this chapter)