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As soon as Han Shuo ate two pieces of chocolate and half a bottle of mineral water, he felt that his stomach was full and he could no longer eat.

This is strange, I was very hungry just now, why I was full after eating such a little thing.

He didn't understand, he stuffed the rest into his backpack and pulled out a clean set of clothes to wash.

Looking at the clean clothes that were turned out, his expression was stunned, if he remembered correctly.

From fleeing to the present, he seems to have never washed his face except once at Lingqi's house. After such a long time, he has experienced many battles......

He got up and went to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, his head was full of dust, his face was stained, and the clothes on his body could be dusted with a single slap. Even people who were so sloppy would believe that they were beggars.

Why is this hotel still so enthusiastic about him?

In his opinion, as a normal person, he would not be so warmly entertained even if he encountered a sleeper with such a respectful appearance as a normal person, and would greet him with a smile unless he had other plans.

Defenses can not do without.

Still have to be careful.

Han Shuo turned on the shower switch, looked at the remaining tap water, found an ashtray, carefully connected a little first, and then put a tissue in the ashtray.

It was found that there was no problem with the water, so I cleaned it with confidence.

You must know that many assassination scenes in the movie are filled with high concentrations of sodium hydroxide or strong acid in the hotel water tank.

Such uninformed people want to take a bath, take off their clothes, rush in, turn on the shower, and wash, and they will be greeted with unrecognizable, body burns and death.

"Comfortable."

As long as people don't take a bath for a long time, they will feel that their body is heavy, and there is always something pressing against them.

Water can not only wash away fatigue, but also the feeling of being pressed on the body.

He walked out of the bathroom refreshed and lay on the soft big bed.

Han Shuo thought he could fall asleep quickly, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Why is this happening?

He rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed, puzzled. He was sleepy, but couldn't sleep. It was strange.

now that.

If you can't sleep, then practice.

Meditate cross-legged and work your mind.

One week down.

Han Shuo frowned and opened his eyes, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, opened the curtains, looked at the dark sky outside, and listened to the music coming from the first floor.

He understands that everything here is fake.

It's just that he didn't know when he was recruited. He rode his bicycle all the way without stopping, and he didn't encounter any ghosts. Why did he break into such a fake world.

Everything here looks so real. If he had not just meditated and practiced, and there was no spiritual energy pouring into his body, he would not have doubted that he would still be able to condense thunder and lightning in his palm when he tried to use his palm thunder.

only.

He understands that this palm thunder just has its shape, it has no power, and it has no aura blessing, it just has its appearance, and slaps it on the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand.

Bang Ka.

Han Shuo stood in the messy wind, only feeling that the wind tonight was exceptionally cool.

The music on the first floor stopped abruptly, and the people attending the reception ran out of the first floor to the yard. Seeing the glass scum all over the floor, they looked up at the second floor with puzzled faces.

"Sir, what happened? Why did the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly burst?" Someone asked in confusion when they saw Han Shuo in a bathrobe standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I don't know very well, it may be in disrepair."

Han Shuo replied politely, turned and walked to the edge of the bed to sit down, quietly waiting for the hotel owner and waiter to arrive.

Damn.

This is completely unscientific. How could my inference be wrong? There is no spiritual energy just after cultivating. Why is the power of the palm thunder still there.

I don't know how much I have to pay for such a large floor-to-ceiling window. I am really cheap.

dong dong.

Heard a knock on the door.

Han Shuo quickly got up and opened the door.

"My dear, I heard that the floor-to-ceiling windows in your room are broken, so I came here to take a look." The middle-aged man still asked politely.

Han Shuo stepped aside in embarrassment and politely said, "Yes, I don't know what's going on. After taking a shower, I stopped there and it just shattered."

The man walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, checked it carefully, and shouted to the guests in the yard: "Everyone is fine, it's just that a simple outer glass is broken, and it may be in disrepair, so I will put down the inner glass. "

The man reached out and pressed the curtain, only to find that the button was hidden in the curtain.

at this time.

A piece of glass fell slowly like a rolling shutter, firmly stuck in the card slot, and one floor-to-ceiling window was restored to its original state.

People in the yard saw that the floor-to-ceiling windows were restored again, and they all returned to the first floor to sing and dance again.

Han Shuo ran to the floor-to-ceiling window with a face full of surprise, and stretched out his hand to mold it.

That's right.

Really glass.

This is also too terribly unscientific.

How can such a large piece of glass be hidden on the roof, and it can be stored up and down.

"My dear guest, these are all my mistakes. I didn't explain to you that the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel are double-layered. The single-phase glass is relatively thin and easy to break, which will shock you. Please forgive me."

"Can I try?"

Han Shuo pointed at the button behind the curtain and asked.

"Can."

He stepped forward, reached out and pressed the button, the whole floor-to-ceiling window was contained again, pressed, and returned to its original state.

"My dear, do you have anything else to tell me?"

"No."

"I wish you a happy stay."

The middle-aged man bowed and saluted and exited the room.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Han Shuo quietly watched the middle-aged man lead the two waiters to clean up the shards of glass in the yard.

He turned around and changed his clothes, walked out the door, and came to the first floor. If he wanted to know the real answer, he had to join in.

Looking at all kinds of delicacies, red wine drinks, and fruit platters on the table on the first floor.

Instead of trying to enjoy it, he picked up a glass of red wine, pretended to sit in the rest area, and quietly observed dozens of couples of men and women under the lights.

And what Han Shuo didn't pay attention to, he was noticed by four eyes as soon as he went downstairs.

"Handsome guy, it's boring to drink alone, I'll accompany you to drink."

A tall, beautiful young woman wearing a black suspender and a low-cut dress came to sit beside him with a glass of red wine, revealing two pairs of long legs in white silk, and looked at him with coquettish eyes.

"Sorry, I like to drink alone."

"If you don't drink, we can play other things."

The young woman raised her head and drank the red wine in her hand. She held the empty glass and slid the mouth of the glass down her white neck, until it reached the neckline. He fiddled with the suspenders gently with his fingers, and looked at Han Shuo with big watery eyes.