Chapter 740: Chou Immortal

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Chapter 740: Chou Immortal

"Good guys."

The middle-aged foreman has been at the front desk, and he is always paying attention to the movements of the Yue family. When he sees the Yue family walking towards the front desk, he has an idea in his heart. Waiting to see Butler Wei come to the front desk, he hurriedly He bowed slightly to say hello, with a professional smile on his face.

"Can I check out the room?"

Butler Wei glanced at the middle-aged head waiter and asked him if he could check out.

"Oh, we haven't finished cleaning yet, and it's almost noon. Do you want to have some lunch? Our hotel's steak is delicious with red wine."

The middle-aged foreman seemed to have just remembered. His face with a professional smile softened, and then he spoke about the draft he had just thought of.

At first glance, Butler Wei was still procrastinating. Butler Wei was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He took two steps back and let Lao Ba step forward to deal with the middle-aged foreman.

"We don't have time to eat, so we have to check out."

As soon as Lao Ba saw Butler Wei withdrawing, he naturally knew that it was time for him to take the stage. Lao Ba was the best at playing tricks, and he and his brothers all looked like they were not stingy with their actions. Already used to being aggressive, he took a few steps forward, held the front desk with one hand, looked at the foreman fiercely, and shouted loudly with his voice raised.

"But it's really not finished yet."

The middle-aged foreman was startled by Lao Ba, and his momentum suddenly weakened. He was not afraid of reasonable people, but was afraid of such arrogant people, because his boss was just this kind of arrogant person.

"Bang, you did it on purpose, right? Believe it or not, I demolished your shabby hotel."

Lao Ba slammed the table at the front desk and yelled at the middle-aged foreman with a fierce look on his face. He looked like he was really planning to demolish the store.

My grandfather and the others were watching indifferently not far away, just to see if anyone would show up due to the commotion at the front desk.

"Who is so bold, saying that my hotel is a shabby hotel? Can you please tear it down and take a look?"

Zhao Dahu, Mr. Hu was on the stairs on the second floor just now. It was not until he heard Lao Ba shouting that he wanted to demolish his shabby hotel that he walked down from the second floor. Zhao Dahu came down with half a cigar in his hand. He took a sip one after another and looked at Lao Ba with raised eyes. He had an uninhibited and sinister look on his face. He knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

"It takes a whole morning to check out a room in a shabby store like yours. If you don't demolish it, why are you keeping it?"

Lao Ba is not afraid of people like Zhao Dahu. In Lao Ba's opinion, people like these who come out to fool around are the easiest. As long as they are ruthless enough and can beat them, this kind of people are not scary. What is scary is the kind of people who can borrow money. Powerful.

"Oh, did you check out all morning?"

As soon as Zhao Dahu heard that he had checked out all morning, he seemed to have just found out. With a puzzled look on his face, he cast a questioning look at the middle-aged foreman.

"Boss, I really haven't finished cleaning up, so I can't check out normally."

The middle-aged foreman bowed to Zhao Dahu and explained to Zhao Dahu with some embarrassment.

"Well, then it's really my hotel's problem. Let's do this. I'll let you stay for another day for free, so you don't have to clean up, let alone check out. You can also have fun here, and I'll give you food and drinks. Forgive me, it’s an apology for our poor hospitality.”

After hearing what the middle-aged foreman said, Zhao Dahu nodded, holding a cigar in one hand, looked at my grandfather and the others, nodded apologetically, and said that he would compensate my grandfather and the others.

"No time, we have to check out."

Lao Ba turned his head and glanced at my grandpa. When he saw my grandpa shaking his head, he knew what my grandpa meant. Then Lao Ba shouted loudly to Zhao Dahu with a fierce look on his face.

"I gave you enough face, but now you are not going to give me face."

Zhao Dahu also saw my grandfather shaking his head. He knew that it would be impossible if he didn't hold Lao Ba down. He held a cigar in one hand and walked down the stairs with a cold face. He walked to the front desk, narrowed his eyes slightly, and reached out to catch Lao Ba. neck.

"Bang."

Lao Ba is not an incompetent showman. He is a master carefully trained by the Yue family. There may be a gap between my grandfather and other older generations, but compared to someone like Zhao Dahu who has no inheritance, he can still handle it easily. Seeing that Zhao Dahu dared to make a move, Lao Ba reached out and grabbed Zhao Dahu's wrist, and pressed Zhao Dahu's hand on the front desk. The front desk made a muffled sound when it hit it. Fortunately, the front desk was made of solid wood and was made of solid materials. Otherwise, the front desk would be shattered with just one collision.

"Face, your tricks are worthy of us giving you face. You're not fucking awake."

Lao Ba held Zhao Dahu's hand and made Zhao Dahu lean half of his body on the front desk. Seeing that Zhao Dahu still had a cigar in his mouth, Lao Ba stretched out his hand to take the cigar out of Zhao Dahu's mouth and pressed it on the edge of Zhao Dahu's palm. The sparks were burning just a finger away from Zhao Dahu.

"Wow..."

The movement here immediately alerted the thugs in the hotel. These thugs were all working with Zhao Dahu. Seeing that Zhao Dahu was suffering a loss, they all surrounded him from all sides.

"Brother, if you hurt me, you won't be able to get out of here. You will be in more trouble when the police arrive."

Zhao Dahu leaned forward and held the pinned arm with one hand. He wanted to take his hand out, but the palm seemed to be welded to death. He was pinned to the counter with one hand. He was really I didn't expect this man to be so energetic. Now that he saw his brothers gathered around him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he threatened Lao Ba.

"Haha, am I scared of being your grandfather? You are just useless subordinates. We don't care about you. As for the police, do you dare to let them come?"

Lao Ba held Zhao Dahu's hand and exerted more force. While exerting force, he opened his mouth to talk to Zhao Dahu.

"Brother, if you have anything to say, say it directly and never refuse if you can do it."

Zhao Dahu only felt that his wrist was about to break, and he did not dare to speak harshly. He was really afraid that this person would break his wrist off with all his strength.

"Shamanistic?"

My grandfather took a few steps forward and looked at Zhao Dahu, who was controlled by Lao Ba. My grandfather knew that Zhao Dahu was the owner of the hotel as soon as he came out. If people didn't make it clear that it was my hotel, then he must be the owner of the hotel. My grandfather walked to the counter, looked at Zhao Dahu, and asked if Zhao Dahu was a shaman.

Zhao Dahu was startled when he heard the shamanism, and then his pupils shrank, but he didn't say anything.

"oh."

My grandfather knew as soon as he saw Zhao Dahu's reaction that the hotel owner Zhao Dahu was not a shamanist.

"Is it related to shamanism?"

My grandfather asked Zhao Dahu again.

Zhao Dahu frowned when asked. He looked at my grandfather with some confusion.

"Well, I understand."

My grandfather understood that Zhao Dahu was really related to shamanism, at least judging from Zhao Dahu’s reaction.

"Lao Ba, catch him and let him give us a ride."

My grandfather looked at Zhao Dahu and told Lao Ba to capture the owner of the hotel and let him serve as their amulet and send them out of the hotel.