It seems that I have come to the right place, there is indeed a problem here.
After waiting for more than half an hour, three technicians came in, but they looked obviously a little listless, probably because they didn't have a good rest.
The front desk manager greeted us, and then three female technicians took us to the second floor, and each of us went to a private room.
Before walking into the box, I glanced at Lao Dao and Duanmu Qing and winked at them. If there was any accident, just call someone. Anyway, the three of us had boxes next to each other.
After walking into the box, the female technician smiled and put down the box in her hand and motioned for me to lie down.
To be honest, it was my first time to come to a place like this, so I was a little embarrassed. Moreover, the female technician was wearing very revealing clothes, all covered in white flowers, which made people dizzy.
Especially when wearing a cheongsam with high slits, both thighs are exposed, and the figure is very good. It is even more charming under the cheongsam.
I lay down and she carefully cleaned my face and then started massaging the cervical spine of my head.
I'm not used to this kind of place, so I don't know what to say.
But that woman was obviously more cheerful and familiar, chatting with me all the time.
The woman's technique was very professional and made me feel comfortable. For the first time, I felt that I might as well come to this kind of place more often to relax.
The woman pressed it slowly, and I closed my eyes and began to enjoy this comfortable service.
"Guest, do you need any other services?" At this moment, the woman almost put her head next to my ear and asked me softly.
I opened my eyes and saw the woman looking at me expectantly, her eyes full of temptation.
I frowned, knowing that this place provides that kind of service. As long as the money is enough, I can do anything.
The woman in front of me is good-looking and quite young. Most men probably wouldn't reject her, because aren't all the men who come here just for that nonsense?
But she will probably be disappointed today because I am going to reject her.
To be honest, the woman is quite beautiful, but I have no interest in her at all. I am a bit of a germaphobe. When I think about this woman working in this kind of industry and having to hang out with so many men every day, I feel a little awkward.
So I will never touch this kind of woman.
"Are you done pressing the button? When you're done, go out." I said to the woman.
The woman who originally had a hopeful look on her face was stunned for a moment when she heard my words, and then she was obviously a little disappointed, picked up the box she brought, and walked out.
I sighed, got up, put on my shoes, and walked out.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Duanmuqing standing in the corridor, leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette, looking like an artistic young man.
"Why, you don't want service?" I asked him a little strangely.
Hearing my words, Duanmuqing sneered, and then said: "Do you think I am like you stinky men who can't move their legs when they see a woman? My body is not worthy of being touched by those women."
When I looked at this guy, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.
This guy is more beautiful than ordinary women, and he is indeed qualified to say such things.
But after knowing each other for such a long time, I know that although this guy calls himself my mother all the time, he is a real straight man and not a deadbeat.
"Where's that old guy?" I asked Duanmu Qing.
Duanmuqing pointed to the door of the box next to him, and then said: "You went in and didn't come out. That old guy must have done something good."
I turned my head, glanced at the closed door, and couldn't help but sigh. This guy is good at everything, but he's just so horny.
Coming to a place like this, that guy probably couldn't hold himself anymore.
I walked to the door, stopped, and then frowned involuntarily.
Something is wrong!
The soundproofing of the private rooms here is not very good. Although they are closed, if you are outside, you can still hear the movement inside.
But at this time, there was no movement at all in Lao Dao's box, which was abnormal.
No matter whether the old man is doing something now, or is chatting with his little sister after finishing the work, there will always be movement, and it will not be so quiet.
In addition, I also vaguely felt a faint yin energy, which was exactly the same as what I felt downstairs just now!
I knew something must have happened to the old man, so without hesitation I kicked the door down.
There was a loud bang, and I kicked the door of the private room open.
At this time, I saw the old Taoist lying down and putting on his clothes, wearing only a pair of shorts on his thin body.
His eyes widened and his face was full of panic, but it was obvious that he was controlled by someone now, so he couldn't scream or move at all.
And the woman who was serving him was sitting next to Lao Dao, raising her hands and approaching Lao Dao.
Startled by the movement at the door, the woman turned her head suddenly and stared at me closely.
I saw that her hands were only connected by an almost transparent silk thread. Judging from her movements, it seemed that she wanted to use this silk thread to attack the old man just now.
At this time, Duanmuqing also rushed to the door, looked at the woman, and knew that there was something wrong with her. He took a step forward, his right hand was filled with Yin Qi, and his arm suddenly became bone-white, and he grabbed the woman.
The panicked woman had no time to escape and was directly grabbed by Duanmuqing's skeletal claws on the shoulder.
Then Duanmuqing yelled, threw the woman off the bed, and kicked her down!
But Duanmuqing did not kick his foot down, because just when he raised his foot, the woman changed.
I saw countless thin threads popping out of the woman's skin. Although those threads were thin, I knew that they could penetrate the human body without any effort.
If Duanmuqing was stabbed by these things, his body would probably be used as a showerhead to water the flowers.
Duanmuqing also knew how powerful those threads were, so he roared and retreated quickly.
At this time, the woman saw the opportunity, jumped up, and rushed towards the door without hesitation.
I snorted, took a step forward, and reached out to grab the woman's back.
Originally I thought I could catch her, but with a stab, a piece of the woman's back was ripped off directly under my fingers.
Yes, it's a woman's back, not her clothes.
That woman's body was as fragile as a piece of paper!
At this time, the woman with a missing piece of her back rushed forward in the corridor, rushed to the end of the corridor, jumped, and actually floated out of the window.
At this time Duanmuqing also rushed over, followed the woman and jumped out.
I didn't rush out, but took a look at the thing in my hand. It was a piece of the back of the woman I just grabbed.
I saw that the inside of my hand was not human skin at all, but a paper shell like kraft paper, and there was a ball of black thread inside, which was exactly the same as the things that came out of the woman's body just now.
