"Hiss...ha..." After leaning against the wall for more than a minute, Ye Zi took away the towel with deep tooth marks from his mouth, gasping for air while holding on to the wall, He reluctantly stood up tremblingly with his two unruly jade legs. Her face at this time had a sickly paleness, coupled with the expression that still showed some pain, which was enough to arouse pity in anyone's heart; as for the soft and white back exposed to the air, At this moment, he was already covered in sweat.
(The recovery time from the backlash this time was obviously much faster than the first time... and although the pain was still unbearable, it could be felt that the degree had been reduced for the time being. It seems that my body has begun to adapt. Is the gene lock in status?)
"The so-called 'Except for the first time it hurts a little, it won't hurt after the second time' is really just a lie used to deceive girls... It is estimated that it will take more than a dozen times before the body becomes genetically locked. Shape." "Old Siji" Ye Zi, who was obviously inexperienced but had a lot of dirty jokes in his mind, inexplicably thought of this level as his thoughts turned. She laughed out of joy at first, but as all kinds of complex emotions, including the joy of surviving the disaster, continued to flow out and intertwined, the laughter grew uncontrollably... Silver The sweet bell-like laughter cut through the falling raindrops and howling wind, echoing in the night sky.
"It's the principle of civilization, right? Sorry, I won this round again... until you kill me, let us continue to have fun!"
After venting her suppressed emotions for a while, Ye Zi, who had regained her senses, seemed to feel that her previous words and deeds were a bit shameful. She patted her cheeks, which had regained a trace of blood, with both hands, and decided to take action and escape from the scene as soon as possible.
Although she was not directly responsible for the helicopter crash, she would be cleared of suspicion no matter how the investigation was conducted... But no matter what, being involved in a police inquiry was always a troublesome thing. Especially when the next wave of "accidents" is unknown when it will come, it is better to do more than to do less.
After taking stock of his equipment and changing into a set of crisp and smart sportswear, Ye Zi blended in with the guests who woke up from their sleep and rushed into the escape staircase in a panic, and left the hotel inconspicuously. . After leaving the building, she just looked back at the room where the fire was still flickering, then opened her umbrella, walked into the rain, and disappeared into the dark night.
(After all, you still need a place to rest, especially in this rainy night... But after your identity has been used, you can’t go to a high-end hotel. You can only make the same choice as Zheng Zha in Death Comes 2. I just spent one night in a dark hotel with a mixed bag of good and bad people.)
Twenty minutes later, Ye Zi walked to a poor neighborhood. She just walked around for a while and found a hotel that had three letters missing from the neon sign and looked dilapidated.
And he opened the door casually, and what he saw was a smoky place similar to a cheap bar... Like most black hotels, the ground floor here was also chosen to be operated as a bar, and the remaining floors were used as guest rooms. But what surprised Ye Zi was that at three or four o'clock in the morning, there were actually several tables of guests there, drunk and smoking. Aren't these people sleeping?
(In addition, the second reason is that this kind of black hotel is not comfortable enough to stay in. The most important thing is... in such a mixed place, it is easy for some reckless people to come and steal money and sex.)
"Oh, the plot of beating up the gangsters has already been used in the Black Friday branch line... This time, it's best to avoid this kind of trouble in advance." After muttering a few words, Ye Zi walked over In front of the counter, he rapped the wooden tabletop with his knuckles, waking up the boss who was napping on the recliner. She first threw down a few hundred-dollar bills and ordered the other party to prepare the best guest room. Then she looked at the other party's pockmarked face, which showed a trace of greed and evil thoughts, and showed a "kind" smile.
I saw Ye Zi's right hand fumbled in his pocket a few times, and took out a coin that was the change from a previous purchase. After tossing and catching it casually a few times, she clamped the coin between her flexed index and middle fingers, then concentrated the elven energy on her right arm, flicked her wrist at lightning speed, and gave the coin a polarity. The high initial velocity made it thrown like a money dart in a martial arts novel.
After the coin passed by Boss Mazi's ear, it was embedded directly into the wall behind him, with only a small half still exposed. The boss was stunned for a long time, then turned around stiffly and glanced at the coin.
When he looked back, there was already a trace of cold sweat on his face, the greed in his eyes had completely disappeared, and his face was filled with a smile that he tried hard to please. He obviously realized a cruel fact... How could the girl in front of him be a "fat sheep"? She was an out-and-out dangerous person!
Seeing the other party's reaction, Ye Zi remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he was very satisfied with the shocking effect of his move. So she recalled the image of the female devil in the film and television works, deliberately adjusted her tone of voice, and whispered softly but sinisterly at a volume that only the two of them could hear:
"Have you ever thought...if I don't have a few brushes, how can I, a lonely girl, dare to stay in this kind of hotel late at night, right? If I don't want to have a few more stumps and broken arms in the room, or even more If there are a few corpses, I suggest you persuade those dregs of society to calm down."
The room key slipped from Boss Mazi's trembling hand to the table, making a crisp collision sound. Ye Zi, who grabbed the key, didn't even bother to look at the guy, turned around and walked towards the stairs upstairs.
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Although the furnishings in the room seemed a bit shabby, as the most expensive room in the hotel, the room was still quite clean and not as infested with insects as Ye Zi had previously worried about. And some restless guys must have been warned by the boss and did not disturb her purity without opening their eyes.
Coupled with the fact that civilized principles "mercifully" did not cause any other accidents in the second half of the night, Ye Zi was finally able to have a good rest for half the night, allowing his physical strength and spirit to return to their peak state.
Early the next morning, the heavy rain that had been falling all night finally stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. After Ye Zi found a fast food restaurant to have breakfast, he continued to wander on the street to kill time like yesterday.
Until noon, except for a thief who tried to kidnap her, but his arm was broken off and thrown into an alley, she had not encountered any dangerous attacks. However, after experiencing two "unexpected" tests, Ye Zi has adjusted his mentality at this time. He will neither relax his vigilance nor take it lightly, nor will he be as nervous as a frightened bird.
She had her lunch at a Mexican restaurant in a slum that looked clean and hygienic... Surprisingly, not only was this restaurant reasonably priced, but its craftsmanship was also surprisingly good. It is almost an authentic and original Mexican flavor, which uses the "spicy" taste to create a taste that is different from Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, but has a unique taste. It seems that this is the case all over the world. Restaurants that can survive in residential areas for a long time are more or less capable.
But having said that... what Ye Zi didn't know was that not only the restaurant where she dined, but most restaurants in slum neighborhoods and even residents' homes were not connected to gas pipelines, and instead relied on liquefied gas bottles for cooking. Rice. And the people who control this business are not kind-hearted people. They have been used for more than 20 years and have not been eliminated. There are many low-quality cylinders that have not even passed quality inspection.
No, not long after she finished her meal and went out, a van drove towards her, loaded with freshly filled liquefied gas bottles, ready to be delivered to various households. Although Ye Zi couldn't see the cargo inside the fully enclosed rear compartment, when she glanced at the license plate number of the car, a chill that could make her blood coagulate filled her heart.
Its license plate number is...EXP180.
