Caught in this situation, Hongye was unwilling to resort to force against ordinary people, so Zhou Yu was at a loss for how to deal with it.
"What should we do now? Should we search one by one? Or would it be better to ask someone?"
"Well, let's ask around first. I really can't imagine Sang Lian living in a place like this."
Although it was somewhat improved compared to the sewer, the environment in this "rental house" was far from comfortable. The turbid air is filled with various body odors, as well as cigarettes, beer, and heated fast food. Even though it is underground, there is a light bulb on in front of everyone's bed, which can ensure that stable electricity is provided.
Even Zhou Yu, who had walked all the way from the sewer, couldn't restrain his resistance when he saw such a messy scene like a pigsty. He looked back around, and finally walked to the bed of the girl whose arms were covered with tattoos.
"What?"
The girl quickly put down the magazine in her hand and asked impatiently. I don’t know what she had in mind. Not only did she turn half of her head green, but she even dyed the rest of her hair a dark green like a peacock’s tail feathers. It wasn't until she spoke that Zhou Yu realized that her actual age might be much younger than her appearance.
"I'm looking for someone. Is there someone named Sang Lian here?"
"Sang Lian? Never heard of it."
"A young man about my age. There are red spots on his forehead."
The green-haired girl sneered disdainfully: "A man still has an auspicious mole? A sissy!"
Zhou Yu wanted to say that you didn't look very good either, but in the end he resisted the urge and asked as calmly as possible: "Where is this place?"
"Don't you have eyes? Boss Yu runs this hotel."
The green-haired girl pointed inside impatiently: "Ten yuan a night, no ID deposit required, pay in cash. You can go in and do it yourself."
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the management when you open a hotel in a place like this?"
"You idiot, who will care about Boss Yu's affairs? As long as you don't hit the subway, no one will care about what's going on underneath. Boss Yu sets the rules here, and he will be in charge even if someone dies."
"...What about you? Why do you want to live in a place like this?"
"Ah? Who are you? Where I live is none of your business?"
"Aren't your parents worried about you living in a place like this? How do you usually make a living?"
Zhou Yu originally thought that this green-haired girl was his same age, but the other party's vulgar and childish voice, if not for the rare natural childish voice like Zhang Mumu, then the actual age is estimated to be around fifteen or sixteen years old. . Her figure also proves this. Considering that the other person might not be an adult yet, he couldn't help but ask one more question.
This was obviously not a wise move, as the green-haired girl's eyes showed strong suspicion and vigilance. Seeing that she was about to take some action to drive away or call people, Zhou Yu immediately said: "I'm going to find Boss Yu." Then he pulled Hongye beside him and walked away quickly. However, before they could walk away, the green-haired girl shouted.
"Stop! There's something wrong with those two people! They were sent by Motian!"
The familiar name shouted from the green-haired girl's mouth made Zhou Yu and Hongye stunned for a moment. The two stopped and looked at each other in confusion.
Like pouring a whole vat of cold water into a boiling pot, the noisy voices in the space instantly became quiet. Except for the crying baby, everyone in the aisle stopped what they were doing and looked over intently. Before the two of them could react, a tall, bald man with a cold face walked from the inside of the corridor.
"Brother Dan, these two women are asking around!"
The girl said loudly, pointing at Hongye and Zhou Yu. Her voice became shrill and deformed due to excitement, and Zhou Yu didn't know whether she was talking about "Brother Dan" or "Brother Dan."
It doesn’t matter if it’s Brother Dan or Brother Dan. After hearing what the green-haired girl said, the bald man looked over with a threatening expression. As the person responsible for causing the situation, Zhou Yu had no choice but to say: "We are here to stay in the hotel."
Judging from the appearance and temperament of the two people, this sentence would not be very convincing. However, after the previous trip to the sewers, no matter how reluctant Zhou Yu was, they were inevitably stained with a lot of dirt and rancid smell, which barely gave them a sense of desolation.
The bald man looked doubtful. Before he came to a conclusion, Zhou Yu raised his hands to him again and said: "If we have malicious intentions, we should at least bring some weapons for self-defense? We just heard people say that there are cheap beds here, and we want to stay for a while."
Actually there is. Not to mention Hongye's green sword, his switchblade was also neatly placed in the pocket of his sportswear. However, probably because their body shape and gender enhanced their persuasiveness, the bald man did not ask for a body search in the end. He just nodded coldly and said, "Follow me to see Boss Yu."
Zhou Yu looked at Hongye, and after receiving a look of agreement, the two of them followed the bald man forward. After walking back and forth around the shelf-like compartments five or six times, the bald man opened an inconspicuous door on the wall.
"Go in." He stood by the door and urged coldly, as if he had no intention of continuing to lead the way.
The scene behind the door was not as serious and deadly as imagined, it was just a very ordinary, cement room like an old-fashioned shop. There are three armchairs side by side in the center of the room. It looks a bit like a hair salon, but there is no decoration at all, and there are no mirrors or oil drying machines.
The few decorations in the house are the items placed on the shelves along the wall. Most of them are ornaments such as lucky cats and porcelain bottles. There is a bowl directly placed in the bottom grid, filled with clean water, with a white fake lotus floating on the water. Perhaps affected by the sound of opening the door, the lotus in the water was constantly swaying and spinning.
As soon as she entered the house, Hongye walked directly to the trellis and silently looked at the lotus flowers spinning in the bowl.
"Hongye, why are you..."
Zhou Yu still wanted to ask questions, but the black curtain on the other floor of the room was opened, and a middle-aged man walked out. When Zhou Yu saw this person, his first reaction was disappointment.
It's not that this man looks ordinary. He is nearly two meters tall, with a sinister face and strong muscles. Coupled with the blunt blade in his hand, this man looked less like a land-grabbing villain and more like a butcher in a pig farm.
But no matter how unkind he looked, this man was obviously not the Sanglian that Hong Ye said. He came to the center of the room, roughly wiped the blood on the blade with his sleeve, and then looked at Zhou Yu with wide eyes.
"What do you two little girls want from me?"
Zhou Yu was stunned by this guy's voice.
Unlike his expression, his tone of voice was extremely honest and kind, which made people feel indescribably inconsistent. To describe it, it was like a tiger meowing.
"Are you Boss Yu?"
"It's me. Why are you looking for me? Renting a bed is ten yuan per person. You can't choose a seat that's already occupied."
The butcher-like man spoke in a very serious voice with a rough voice. Zhou Yu couldn't help but stare at him again. Just when he was about to actually pay to rent a bed and give it a try, Hongye turned around and said, "Is this flower yours?"
Her fingertips held the lotus flower, which was as small as a broad bean. Incredibly, even if it is out of the water, the lifelike white flowers are spinning. If you look carefully, it seems that the position of the flower stalk is not in contact with the fingertips of the red leaves at all.
Faced with this scene, Boss Yu just nodded dullly and said, "It's mine. Please put it back."
The red leaves did not move. She gently put the lotus flower into her palm, suddenly closed her fist, and crushed the delicate flower into pieces.
Then, she said in a cold tone: "Call your master."
