I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 59 Hidden Mission Two in One
On the other side, Lindy looked anxiously at the door of the toilet. At this time, the flowing blood flowed down from the door frame like a waterfall. Lindy reached out to touch it, and immediately withdrew his hand as if touching hot magma. He saw Looking at his smoldering fingers, he felt anxious all of a sudden.

At this time, a group of ghosts dressed in team deacon costumes came over, looked at the blood flow like a waterfall, and exclaimed: "I really didn't know there was such a place in our hotel."

The person who spoke was the team deacon of the Misty Bar. He was holding his chest with one hand and touching his chin with the other hand.

"This should be a ghost domain, right?" Xiao He lowered his head thinking about it, then shook his head again, "I can't think of any guest in the hotel who owns such a ghost domain."

"Xiaohe! Wake up! The hotel has long since fallen, how can there be a person of the level of a fierce god living here? Return to the ghost domain."

"I can't see the information of the guests." Xiao He rolled his eyes.

Seeing a group of ghost deacons chatting, Lindy glanced at them with a livid face: "Brothers, is there a way to get in?"

"Are you crazy?" Xiao He said, "There is a fierce boss inside, you want to die by entering his ghost domain?"

"He won't kill the hotel guests." Lindy said anxiously, "No, don't the hotel's guests come first? This little favor can't help?"

All the ghost deacons shook their heads: "We are just ordinary employees. We don't even have a deacon badge. If we go in, we will die, and we are just here to watch the fun."

"Wait, what do you mean he won't kill guests?" Xiao He suddenly asked.

"Qin Che said that he should be under the ninth master and would follow the rules of the hotel." Lin Di frowned and said, "No, why are you asking this? If you want to help and refuse to help, it's also nonsense to ask so many questions."

Hearing this, Xiao He nodded and said, "Indeed, if what you said is true, then we can also go in. The hotel also stipulated that employees should not kill each other in the early days, but that rule has long been invalidated."

"But if this evil spirit is really under Master Jiu, he should still abide by this rule. It's a pity that we can't get in."

As he said that, Xiaohe sighed pretendingly, and spread his hands to express his helplessness.

At this moment, a small man with a small cloth bag, a rag cloak, and a shabby red wool cap came over. She looked up at Lindy, pointed at the fan, and said with red eyes: "You guys Are you going in?"

Seeing that she was a kid, Lin Di didn't bother to talk to her, but Xiao He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but we can't get in, it's really embarrassing!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yu nodded, and immediately, a black and purple circle appeared under the feet of all the ghosts. They looked down at the strange circle that suddenly appeared, and they were all stunned for a moment, and then they all fell into it.

……

The tall ghost did not stop attacking Qin Che because he killed Babu, he was only stunned for a few seconds, and countless bloody hands gathered together like a tide again, preparing to launch a final attack on Qin Che.

Just as the countless bloody hands were grabbing towards Qin Che, a black and purple circle appeared on the ceiling, and a dozen or so ghost deacons all fell down and landed directly on the bloody hand that had condensed into a huge palm. , suddenly there was a snap, and blood spattered everywhere.

The tall ghost was stunned again.

"Trench digging! What's going on?" A ghost deacon hurriedly got up from the ground and looked around. Just as he looked up, a blood-red eye with dark yellow pupils opened on the ceiling.

The dark red light spread to every corner in an instant, and all the ghosts including Lin Di and Xia Qingcheng, who were a dozen or so ghost deacons, stood in place as if possessed by demons at this moment, raising their heads and staring blankly at that eye.

Cold, shaking.

It was pouring rain.

Huge raindrops fell on Qin Che's body like thin needles. He struggled to get up from the ground, his whole body was soaked and the ground was extremely muddy.

"Where is this?"

Qin Che looked around for a while, the mist filled the air, and he couldn't see the road in the distance clearly. There was only one building in front of him, and it was dimly lit at this moment.

Seeing the light, Qin Che staggered over, his legs became stiff from the cold, and fell down at the gate of the building after walking a few steps.

At this time, a black umbrella helped him block the heavy rain, a big warm hand helped him up, and a coat was put on him.

"Master, it's time to go back."

Qin Che raised his head and looked at this strange old face. A memory that did not belong to him was crazily devouring his original memory.

So my name is... Lin Jiu.

Who is Qin Che?
Qin Che shook his head, took the towel from Uncle Biao, wiped his hair, and walked into the hotel.

"Uncle Biao, how much money did the hotel lose this month?" Qin Che walked upstairs.

"I've been losing money all the time." Uncle Biao shook his head, "All the refugees who come here are fleeing refugees. How can they have any money?"

Qin Che stopped suddenly, his expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "Uncle Biao, as I said, hotels are open for people to live in. If they are empty, then he has no meaning of existence, and so do refugees. People, if you don’t have money, you have no money, and if someone comes, let them in, if you can save one, it’s one.”

"If my wife is alive, she will beat you to death!" Lin Jiu's mother knew her child's character well, so she asked Uncle Biao to help him. Uncle Biao sighed, "You and I know who those refugees are. , They are all desperate bastards in their bones! They are all heartless white-eyed wolves!"

"Stop talking." Qin Che said with a tired face, "They also have good people."

Just when Uncle Biao was about to speak, Qin Che interrupted him: "I'm tired, Uncle Biao, let everyone go back to the room to rest."

As he spoke, he looked at a young man on duty at the front desk.

"Xiaoqiang, you have to work hard because you are on the night shift."

The young man named Xiaoqiang hurriedly said, "No hard work, no hard work!"

Qin Che smiled softly at him, then went back to his room, took off his wet clothes, turned on the hot water, and let the scalding water wash away his tiredness.

After taking a shower, he was naked to the waist, put his hands on the sink, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Putting on his pajamas, he took out a bottle of red wine with an unknown name and a goblet from the wine cabinet, went to the balcony of the room, sat on a single sofa on the balcony, and watched the pouring rain outside the window. People huddled in the sofa.

Years of wars and chaos, even if their Lin family is well-off, it is already shaky by now. The employees should run and scatter. The hundreds of hotels that used to be chained across the country, now only really belong to him. This last building.

The Lin family is willing to do good deeds, especially their father, Lin Buyi. After he took over the Lin family's business, the business is thriving because of his excellent reputation.

Lin Jiu was taught from a young age to be kind to the weak, and he has that weak nature.

Until a few years ago, the flames of war spread to their country, and the streets were full of hordes of disaster victims. In order to solve these problems, Lin Buyi died of exhaustion on the desk, and the huge property was also handed over to Lin Jiu.

In peaceful times, even if Lin Jiu didn't do anything, their family would still stand tall because of word of mouth.

But now the war is raging, the hotel has been lent to the country, and up to now, no rent has been sent, and the blood that was originally in the chest has cooled down at this moment.

After drinking half a bottle of red wine, Qin Che's eyes were a little blurred. Uncle Biao was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he found a blanket and covered him.

"Master, it's time to rest."

Qin Che raised his head to look at Uncle Biao with a dazed gaze, and showed a self-deprecating smile: "Uncle Biao, am I too cowardly?"

"How come?" Uncle Biao hurriedly said, "Master, you have done a good job. Even if Master is alive, he will be like you."

Qin Che shook his head, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. Half asleep and half awake, he saw fires coming from a distance, dotted from a distance to the hotel gate.

He woke up instantly, and ran down without even changing his pajamas.

"Master, there are a lot of refugees here!" Xiaoqiang looked around at the door, "It's raining so heavily, how could their torches not be extinguished?"

Qin Che looked back at Uncle Biao, only to see that he shook his head slightly.

He took a deep breath, with complicated expressions in his eyes: "Close the door, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Okay!" Xiaoqiang nodded heavily

Immediately, just as he was about to close the door, a rotten arm like dead wood stretched through the gap.

Xiaoqiang was deeply influenced by the master, and his heart softened at this moment, he poked his head to the crack of the door, and saw the haggard and miserable old woman.

"Boss, please do me a favor." The old woman cried and held a baby in her arms, "I haven't eaten for three days and three nights, we have money."

Xiaoqiang was startled, and looked at Qin Che with a troubled expression.

Qin Che immediately moved over and saw a dense group of refugees wrapped in rags and rags. They were all miserable old, weak, sick and disabled.

Qin Che's heart softened suddenly, and he shook his head.

The child in the old woman's arms suddenly cried, yelling, the old woman showed distress, hugged the child tightly, and cried: "The baby's mother can't produce milk at all, if you go on, you will really starve to death on the road." , we will pay for it."

As he spoke, the old man on crutches opened a small box, and the gold bars inside were shining brightly under the light at the door.

"Young Master, why don't you... just take them in." Xiaoqiang couldn't bear to look at the refugees crying outside the door, turned his head and said in a trembling voice.

Qin Che sighed, and opened the door. The two toilets by the door were a few thin pregnant women. They were sitting on the ground with emaciated faces, their faces were pale, and their breathing was so weak that if it wasn't for their half-open eyes, Qin Che would have even Think they are dead.

Qin Che pursed his lips, showing a look of pity.

The kind-hearted him couldn't see such a thing, he immediately looked away, opened his mouth, but found that there was a gnat in his throat.

Before he knew it, his eye sockets were moist: "Xiaoqiang..."

As soon as Xiaoqiang's name was called out, Qin Che felt his heart pounded hard, as if a red-hot hammer hit his chest hard.

Countless fragments of gray fragments flashed through my mind.

……

Xiaoqiang fled in the hotel in panic, and the crazy refugees chased after him. At a certain corner, he bumped into the chest of a tall man. The man looked at him condescendingly, and slowly raised his hand. the axe.

……

The clothes on Lingling's body were torn, and two refugees dragged her calves to the dark basement. She struggled wildly and screamed helplessly. The flesh and blood on his fingers were smoothed on the ground, exposing the bones .

……

Uncle Biao, who had a broken leg, limped into the toilet with a kitchen knife in his hand, but was cut off by the swarming refugees, made human sticks and hung in front of the window.

……

There is also Sister Li's daughter, who was imprisoned in a room by a dozen refugees, who took turns leaving traces of evil on her young body.

……

"Master? Master?" Xiaoqiang gently pushed Qin Che's arm.

Qin Che suddenly came back to his senses, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

Fake!all fake!
The refugees outside the hotel are just a group of old and weak women and children who are complaining a lot. How could they...

"Boss..." The old woman burst into tears, "It's getting colder and colder. If this continues, we'll all die outside... Please, boss..."

The hotel waiter Lingling covered her mouth at this time, her face was full of tears: "Master, let them in."

Chef Dawei also said: "Yes, master, we still have a lot of food in reserve, and it's not like they don't pay for it."

"Master..."

"Master..."

All the employees spoke collectively, Qin Che put his head in his hands helplessly, muttering: "No... no..."

He suddenly closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind was his father's kind face, and his mother stood aside, looking at him tenderly.

"Xiao Jiu, Dad knows you are a good and compassionate boy."

"Xiao Jiu, mom believes that you can do this well. Our Xiao Jiu is the best."

"Dad... Mom..."

Qin Che burst into tears, and when he stretched out his trembling hand to grab the handle of the door, he saw the black rose in his palm, and immediately froze in place.

Suddenly, an unparalleled pain suddenly hit his brain, as if countless bugs were constantly gnawing, as if thousands of needles were stirring in his head.

As if he was out of control, he stretched out his hand towards the door, and then slowly pulled it away.

Seeing this, the old woman was overjoyed, and even the baby in her arms who was less than one year old was babbling and laughing.

However, the gate stopped halfway open.

He lowered his head and murmured, "Sorry, I can't let you in."

Hearing this, the old woman's expression changed suddenly, she kept shaking her head and said, "Why, you are obviously ready to open the door!"

Hearing Qin Che's refusal, all the refugees at the door knelt down: "Please help us! Please help us."

The miserable voice came to Qin Che's ears, like throwing a boulder into a calm lake, not only ripples, but also huge waves.

Qin Che gritted his teeth, desperately suppressing the overflowing sympathy in his heart, and shouted at Uncle Biao, "Uncle Biao!"

Uncle Biao has been with Lin Jiu for more than 20 years, how can he not know what he means?Just about to go forward to help Qin Che close the door, only to hear Qin Che shout: "Bring the gun!"

Uncle Biao, who was more than two meters tall, was startled suddenly, his old face turned red instantly, and the drooping flesh on his face trembled violently: "Okay! Okay!"

When the old woman heard Qin Che's words, her face immediately changed, like an evil poisonous woman, she showed a bitter look: "Little boss! Do you really want to kill them all like this?"

As soon as the words fell, a few strong men hiding in the darkness came up behind the old woman. Although they were dressed in rags and looked haggard, they didn't have the air of a refugee.

"Let's go!" Qin Che's eyes were red, and he shouted at them.

"Kill him!" The old woman ordered, and immediately the group of strong men rushed towards the gate.

Lin Jiu's thin body was no match for this group of bandits who specialized in murder and arson. With just one punch, he was sent flying and fell heavily to the ground.

Uncle Biao, who came belatedly, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the sound of chug chug continued.

"Master!" Xiaoqiang helped Qin Che up.

Qin Che only felt a tearing pain in his chest. He gritted his teeth and snatched the machine gun from Uncle Biao's hand. Uncle Biao, Lingling who was insulted by a strong man, and the appearance of all the hotel staff when they were brutally murdered by these bandits...

Qin Che was insane. The machine gun fire illuminated his distorted face, and what was revealed from his eyes was a kind of numbness out of control, a kind of madness that lost his mind.

He stared angrily, watching the group of bandit refugees fall in front of him one after another, not even noticing the overheated and red barrels of the guns.

"Master! Stop!" Uncle Biao, who came with the weapon box on his back, was stunned. The next moment, the overheated barrel exploded, and the flying fragments of the barrel sank deep into his right eye.

Qin Che seemed to see the blood gushing from his body, as well as the refugees and bandits rushing in like a tide of zombies.

He saw a few figures standing in front of him, and in just an instant, he was submerged by the crowd, and screams resounded through the sky.

"Master!" Uncle Biao's eyes were tearing, he put down the weapon box without hesitation, and just squatted down to open it, the crazy refugees rushed on it.

In the next second, a dark red light emanated from the crowd, and everyone was frozen in place as if time stood still.

An oppressive atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire hotel.

Qin Che slowly stood up from the crowd, stretched out his hand to pick out his necrotic right eye and the fragments of the gun chamber that missed the eyeball, and threw the bloody eyeball away as if he didn't feel pain.

When he opened it again, those eyes full of death were like a scythe harvesting life, harvesting the lives of those bandits.

"Congratulations to player No. 0326, Qin Che, for completing the hidden mission of the Laisheng Hotel."

"Get the ghost: Lin Jiu's right eye."

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