Chapter: 134

There was a fire in my heart, which was suddenly ignited by Chu Xiaoxiao's words. If it weren't through the phone, I would have liked to strip her naked and do what she was supposed to do.

I was so angry that I punched the quilt: "You can slap me, be careful I will come back to you in the face of a typhoon now."

"Hey, don't mess around, I'm joking with you." Chu Xiaoxiao panted her heart and said, "What are you anxious for? I won't be yours sooner or later."

I lay on the bed and smirked, holding the quilt in my arms as Chu Xiaoxiao, I really want to hold her now.

After a few words with Chu Xiaoxiao, the signal stopped abruptly, and when I tried to make a call again, the phone prompts that there is no signal.

I ran out of the room and saw Bald and Lao Gan also open the door at the same time. Probably there was no signal.

Suddenly, I remembered that Bald's cell phone was still with me, so I said Bald, wait a minute, and I will return the phone to you.

I was about to go back to the room to get Bald's mobile phone, but Bald put his hand out of his sleeve blankly and shook it at me. His mobile phone was in his hand.

Damn, when did he get it back? !

Impossible, I was in the room all night last night, he never came. As a special soldier, or a soldier in a reconnaissance company, I can't sleep until someone enters my room, but I haven't noticed it.

Bald had no intention to explain, he walked past me and walked to the front desk.

I was silly there. Old Gan tugged me a bit and asked what's wrong with me? I told Lao Gan about the mobile phone.

Old Gan also slapped his tongue: "This is too awkward! But Young Master, haven't you found out that your friend is not an ordinary person? He was yesterday..." Lao Gan looked at the left and right people, before continuing. "What kind of method was used to kill, can you see clearly? I can't see it at all. What kind of thing did he use to kill people, more accurate than a pistol!"

My confusion is almost the same as Lao Gan's. Since last night, I have been thinking about how the bald kills the Thai killer.

Bald should use something like a hidden weapon, but what kind of hidden weapon can accurately penetrate the assassin's temple in such a strong wind? ! How strong does the hand that launch the hidden weapon have? !

Let alone a hidden weapon, even a high-precision pistol can't have such a high accuracy at such a long distance and under such heavy wind and rain.

Moreover, after Bald had killed the assassin, the action of collecting the corpse and wiping the blood was too skillful. He looked more like a assassin than the dead assassin.

Who is this guy? !

"This person can't be counted as my friend. He saved me by accident. Hush, let's not mess with him first." I warned Lao Gan, lest Lao Gan offend this killer.

But as soon as I finished speaking, the bald man wore his fat hip-hop clothes and dangled back with the peaked cap.

"The signal tower was blown down." Bald said to me.

I sighed: "Hey, I don't know when the weather will get better. It seems that I will be stuck here these days."

Bald looked as if it had nothing to do with him. While I was still talking, he left and went back to his room.

I was speechless for a while, and only listened to Lao Gan patted my back saying: "This is a good thing, can buy us some time, you can rest first, I will go to the front desk to make a few calls with a fixed phone."

This is the only way we can do now. We can't get out, and it's the same for Liu Rong. With such a big typhoon, all parts of the city will suspend work, and Junran is no exception.

I had to use the hotel’s satellite TV to watch TV.

After watching it for a while, Lao Gan came back in despair and told me that I couldn't make a limited number.

"It is said on TV that this typhoon will take at least three days to end." I said.

As soon as my voice fell, the satellite TV suddenly jumped, and a blue screen appeared.

"I can't rely on it!" I ran back to the front of the TV and pressed the remote control, but it still showed no signal. For three days, there was no TV and no telephone network, so people had to be bored.

But as the saying goes, good fortune is unparalleled, and misfortune never comes singly.

Towards the end of the night, the typhoon successfully broke the wires, and the entire small hotel plunged into darkness.

My heart was ashamed at this time, thinking that this was the limit, but I didn't even think of it, I really didn't think that even the water would stop at night.

After a day of boredom in the hotel, even the bald can't stand it anymore. When we came out and wandered, the three of us ran into each other in the corridor.

I still remember that in the daytime, his stinky face that was indifferent to others, deliberately teased him and said: "I thought you wouldn't be bored."

"I also thought that your special forces could lie down in one place for three or four days."

"Damn, I've been a special soldier, and I'm not a natural wooden person."

Lao Gan was a little afraid of baldness, and worried that we would fight, so he came out to be good guys: "Okay, it's boring to stay in the room. I think someone in the lobby is playing poker if you want to watch it together. Look?"

"Okay! Being idle is also being idle." I said excitedly.

When in the army, we occasionally played poker. I play poker well, and I can play a few of them. Because I have a very good memory and can remember rows.

I didn't think that Bald would have followed, even though this guy didn't say anything, but he was interested in seeing it.

There are not many people living in the small hotel, and now they are almost all in the lobby.

This is not surprising. In this kind of weather, there is no water and electricity, and being with everyone in the lobby feels much safer than being in a room alone.

The hotel staff lighted a few candles in the room, and they barely proved that seven or eight people gathered around a large table with two sticks stuck in the table, and they were constantly shaking by the wind blowing in from the gap, but they were playing cards. People don't pay much attention to this.

The three sides of the card game are a big cheeky man, a young woman, and one and two boys. They are in the same group. They look like they are only fifteen or six years old, and they may not be an adult.

"Little brother, you have won so much, but once this one loses, it's all not yours." The big beard said, "Or forget it, you stop now, you have won enough. "

I glanced at the three sides of the cards. The big man's cards were a two of hearts, a three of hearts, and a four of hearts. The woman's hand is a pile of bad cards, it's not worth talking about. But the cards in the hands of the two boys are interesting. There are three aces on the cards. No matter how you look at them, this card is better than the big guy's win.

The young woman laughed and said, "Brother, there is only the last Ace on this card. Are you sure you can get it? The little brother here can win you by any card. You are afraid of losing. Also fool others into surrendering."

The big man smiled wryly: "Little brother, this is really good for you, big brother."

Lao Gan whispered: "This big guy is likely to win. Don't watch a few kids win more, but it's really not good to continue."

But Bald snorted coldly: "This card is a big win for children."

Old Gan shook his head and said, "That's just what it looks like. When luck comes, it's unstoppable. No matter how great you win, it's just a probability. It's better not to lose or to win." JrNovels.com