After retiring from the engagement, God of War was criticized crazily for him to be soft and hard Chapter 268 Yo, where did the little beauty come from?
Chapter 268 Yo, where did the little beauty come from?
Mo Jingyu was woken up.
There was a lot of noise outside the door, and he woke up after sleeping for less than half an hour, with displeasure in his eyes: "What happened?"
Lin Yu, who was waiting outside, opened the door and came in: "Go back to the master, eight bandits have come to the lobby."
Mo Jingyu sat up and said, "A fish that slipped through the net?"
Lin Yu shook his head: "The accent doesn't sound like someone from Huaqing County. It sounds a bit like someone from Ruicheng."
Mo Jingyu frowned: "Go and have a look."
Several people left the room and looked down.
In the lobby, the eight bandits wore different clothes and held various weapons, including knives, swords, hammers, etc.
The leader was holding a thorn, and Mo Jingyu could tell at a glance that it was an ordnance, a self-defense weapon specially made for the night reconnaissance team in the army.
He squinted his eyes, but heard a bandit say: "Shopkeeper, didn't you understand what we just said? Clean up eight upper rooms!"
The shopkeeper smiled apologetically: "Sir, I'm really sorry, the store is really full and there is no room left."
The bandit holding the hammer put the hammer on the cabinet and pointed casually: "Where is your grandpa Meng? These rooms are obviously empty. I don't think you want to open this inn!"
He was fat and strong, and his fur stretched from his left shoulder to his right waist, revealing a tattoo of a lion with teeth and claws on his right shoulder. He had a ferocious face and a pair of small eyes, which was funny and terrifying at the same time.
The shopkeeper was so frightened that he trembled and explained with a wry smile: "A few guest officials didn't know that the shop was booked by guests who had already checked in."
This is Mo Jingyu's intention, to prevent unintended consequences.
The shopkeeper just wanted to send these plague gods away quickly, and said: "Go out and turn left to burn a stick of incense. There are many inns there. Why don't you move there?"
The hammer man slapped his palms like palms on the table: "It's too far, don't go, I will live here today!"
"Who rented the inn? Let him come out. From south to north in Ruicheng, Grandpa, I have never seen anyone who dares to steal space from me, let alone this little Huaqing County!"
The shopkeeper was trembling with fear, fearing that if he got upset, he would hit his head with the hammer.
Just as he was about to speak, a bandit spotted Mo Jingyu and others coming downstairs to eat.
He hit the hammer man, who turned around and saw Chu Qingwan first, and his eyes lit up: "Hey, where did this little beauty come from? I never thought that there is such a thing in this poor county!"
Chu Qingwan's face turned frosty and she glanced at him coldly.
The hammer man touched his chin, and his interest increased greatly: "Look at this, he is still a hot-tempered person? Yes, I like it, it must be like this, it will be good enough in bed!"
Before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze falling on him. He turned his eyes to meet Mo Jingyu's eyes and couldn't help but shudder.
The attention of the rest of the people was also attracted. Seeing that although Mo Jingyu was sitting in a wheelchair, his stern aura was as strong as the real thing, and they all became alert unconsciously.
Mo Jingyu ignored them, stared straight at the hammer man, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Say what you just said again."
The Hammer Man was domineering and fearless, but he was so cold by these calm words that he licked his lips and dared to open his mouth, but the man holding the thorn in his hand stopped him.
"Third brother." The man called out, motioning for him to step back, and then looked at Mo Jingyu with sharp eyes, "May I ask if this young master has booked the inn?"
Mo Jingyu turned a deaf ear.
A gloom flashed in the man's eyes, and he said patiently: "We brothers have been traveling for many days and are exhausted. I think the young master and his party are only four people. It is a waste to occupy such a big inn."
"How about it being convenient and freeing up some rooms for us?"