The black-winged angel looked at Cheng Qianxun's overjoyed expression.
After a long time, he looked sideways at the bathroom, where the waiter took a bath.
Then the angel turned his head slightly and looked at her: "Say what you should say, and be silent on what you shouldn't say; no mortal can have the power of Satan."
After finishing speaking, it slowly rose up, as if passing through the ceiling, and disappeared without a trace.
"Hey" Cheng Qianxun wanted to say something more, but the angel had already left.
There were two large beds with curtains and thick and soft mattresses in the room.
She slowly lay down on one of them.
Through the layers of bed curtains, she saw the waiter wearing a bathrobe coming out of the shower room. come out.
So she waved her hand and pulled up the curtain of the other bed: "I hope you like it.
If you feel this bed is uncomfortable, just change it to your favorite bed."
"Thank you, this is very good."
The waiter walked to the bed and took off his bathrobe.
He was wearing nothing underneath, but luckily there was a bed curtain blocking the way, otherwise he would have seen Cheng Qianxun blushing.
The waiter slowly lay down on the bed.
After a while, he asked softly: "Do you really not want special service?"
Cheng Qianxun closed her eyes.
The curtains on the bed where the waiter was lying were lowered.
She smiled and said, "Good night."
After a long time, the waiter's voice came: "Good night."
She had just woken up and was about to go back to sleep, but of course she couldn't fall asleep.
She tossed and turned and thought about what the angel just said meant.
After thinking about it, I fell asleep.
A melodious violin sound sounded soothingly, slowly bringing Cheng Qianxun back from his sleep. . .
Why was there the sound of a violin?
She opened her eyes and saw the waiter, who had returned his work clothes, standing in front of the bed playing the violin.
She pulled up the bed curtains with her mind, stretched and sat up, and said thanks: "Thank you."
The waiter stopped playing and the violin in his hand disappeared.
He still said rigorously and respectfully: "The person who stays overnight is responsible for waking the guest up."
"That's good."
Cheng Qianxun smiled and said, "It's a good thing I let you stay overnight.
Otherwise, that big mouth would be unbearable.
The sound of your violin is really beautiful."
"Thank you for the compliment."
The waiter bowed slightly: "It's almost time, everyone outside has arrived.
I'm sorry to wake you up so late.
I see you are sleeping so soundly, maybe you want to sleep a little longer."
"Ah, I'm going to be late."
Cheng Qianxun immediately jumped out of bed and walked quickly to the door.
His silk pajamas immediately changed into sportswear and a pair of running shoes.
"Please don't worry."
The waiter somehow moved from behind to the front and was already standing at the door: "If you are late, the steward will knock on the door."
He slowly opened the door with one hand behind his back in a standard doorman posture.
"Thank you" Cheng Qianxun walked out.
Suddenly it felt chaotic.
There were not seven men and a steward outside the door, but at least fifteen people.
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Three of them were lying on the ground, their bodies covered with feather arrows.
Jeffrey, wearing an Indian feather crown on his head, was dancing like crazy at the side, slapping his mouth with his hands and making "vomit, vomit, vomit, vomit" sounds from time to time.
The steward used his hand as a fan and gently waved it towards the face covered with rouge and powder, rolling his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Cheng Qianxun looked around.
"What else can be done?
This bastard did it."
A man reluctantly pulled out an arrow from his thigh.
Blood spurted out from the wound immediately.
Fortunately, everyone in this group knew that Jeffrey was "different" and should be on guard, so they were not hit by the arrow.
The other eight people were in terrible condition, especially the three men lying on the ground, which were filled with white feather arrows.
A big man sitting against the wall gritted his teeth and pulled out an arrow stuck in his chest.
Jeffrey, who was still playing the Indian, yelled angrily: "Boy, just wait."
When the manager saw Cheng Qianxun coming out, he immediately laughed: "Ah ha.
He came out.
Fortunately, he came out a little later, otherwise he would have been hit by an arrow in the knee, hahahahahahaha."
"Oh, what should I do?"
A fat man wearing a tall chef's hat and holding a spatula in his hand.
I was trying my best to help a man lying on the ground pull out an arrow, and he seemed to be sweating from the work.
Cheng Qianxun was still confused about what was going on.
The manager smiled and explained: "From today on, the manager on this floor will be responsible for your needs.
Ah, let me introduce you."
The manager of Mammon raised his hand hypocritically and introduced to the fat man who looked like a chef who was sweating profusely: "This is the manager of this floor.
If you need anything, just ask him.
Of course, if you want to chat, "It's okay to catch up on old times and talk to me when you see me."
"Mamen Servus" the fat man said angrily: "Why didn't you remind me?"
"Oh, dear Beelzebub Servus."
The steward said with a smile: "This level is your responsibility.
Don't blame others for your mistakes.
Why haven't I made such a mistake?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he could only shout at the top of his lungs: "Great master, you'd better come out and take a look.
I'm just a cook, not a doctor."
The manager became more and more cheerful, and heard Mammon's voice in the air: "Marseth, don't go too far.
It seems that Beseth can't do it.
For the sake of his good cooking, you can help him."
Give him a hand."
The steward named Mathes smiled and saluted exaggeratedly: "Yes, my master."
"Oh, thank you, the great Satan Mammon.
I thank you on behalf of my master, oh, no, on my own behalf.
I will definitely come up with a new dish later."
The fat man immediately put his hands together and burst into tears. .
"Since my master said so, let me help you."
Mathes raised the scepter.
When one end of the scepter lit up, the arrows embedded in the person's body floated up one by one.
Then it fell to the ground.
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"Oh, thank you Satan, thank you Marses."
The extremely excited look of Beses, who was like a cook, made the fat man even more clumsy.
"Okay, the next step is treatment."
Mathes exhaled slightly and waved the scepter again.
I saw the scepter scattering a piece of light like silver debris, and the wounds of those who were hit by the arrows healed quickly like a miracle.
In the end, even though he rolled his eyes and died, he slowly stood up.
"Go to hell, you brat!"
These people rolled up their sleeves angrily, and Beses, who was so anxious and fat, quickly stopped them.
"Don't be angry.
Don't get angry and injure another one.
I can't cure it.
That will trouble my master."
Like a good old man, Beses stopped in front and persuaded: "I have prepared the most exquisite and delicious food for you.
Food, there are plenty of opportunities to kill him.”
No matter how mediocre and incompetent Bieses is, he is still the manager of this floor, and the others can only take this breath first.
"It's so boring."
Jeffrey threw away the Indian feather crown on his head, and then put on an angelic smile: "Don't be angry, didn't I tell you that you won't die in the rest area.
I just think it’s fun.”
Then he lowered his head slightly, as if feeling guilty: "Are you really angry?
I'm sorry, I just thought it was fun, and I won't do this again in the future."
If it is the first time to see him.
You will definitely be deceived by his innocent and bright smile that seems to be sincere, and his sincere attitude of admitting his mistakes.
As expected, most of the men who were hit by arrows snorted coldly.
The anger on his face softened a lot.
Cheng Qianxun shook his head slightly, but also secretly thanked the waiter.
If she had come out earlier, she would not have been hit by an arrow, just look at what this kid did.
I would be so angry that I would almost die on the spot.
Jeffrey looked at the waiter standing at the door strangely: "Who is he?
Is he also a newcomer?"
The waiter said respectfully and politely: "Dear guests, I am not a participant, I am just a servant who follows your orders."
"Servants are different from companions.
They can't disappear out of thin air.
They can only come out of the room."
Mathais covered his mouth.
He chuckled, then waved to the waiter: "You can go to work."
"Yes" The waiter turned around and left expressionlessly like a machine.
Jeffrey looked at Cheng Qianxun in surprise.
His big blue eyes widened: "This is the man you chose to spend the night with.
Your taste is really unique."
This sentence made everyone else turn to look at Cheng Qianxun.
Needless to say, here, apart from the child Jeffrey, Cheng Qianxun is the most special at this time, because there is only one woman here.
And looking at her figure, she is not much taller than Jeffrey, an underdeveloped child.
Cheng Qianxun was really annoyed.
She asked Mathes: "Wouldn't you be punished for hurting others?"
"Distinguished guest," Mathes said elegantly with exaggerated politeness: "This floor is no longer under my control.
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Whether you will be punished depends on the wishes of the manager of this floor."
So everyone looked at the fat man who was standing slightly behind.
Bieses didn't react until he saw everyone looking at him.
He scratched the back of his head with sausage-like fingers: "This, this...
I don't know either."
Oh my God, everyone rolled their eyes.
The manager on this floor has this kind of character.
"Okay then" Cheng Qianxun swung his hand at the arrows he had just pulled out.
All the arrows floated up and turned around.
All the arrows were aimed at Jeffrey.
"You, what are you doing?"
Jeffrey's blue eyes widened.
Whether it was Jeffrey or other people who had just arrived today, they all looked surprised.
"I said, if you dare to act rashly again and do something that hurts others, even if you are naive and ignorant, you still do it deliberately..."
Cheng Qianxun repeated what he had said before word by word.
"Hey, are you really going to do something to me?"
Jeffrey revealed that fear finally appeared in his cunning expression.
He faced the arrows pointed at him and stepped back step by step in fear.
When Cheng Qianxun turned around suddenly, all the arrows floating in the air seemed to have been shot out of their strings and flew out suddenly.
"Ah" there was a scream from behind, and the men all watched in stunned silence as Jeffrey was shot like a sieve by an arrow.
His eyes widened and an arrow hit his forehead, and he fell straight down.
Cheng Qianxun didn't look back and said directly to the fat chef: "I'm sorry to cause you trouble.
Where is the restaurant?"
Beses pointed behind him with trembling hands and stammered: "Please, please."
"Thank you."
Cheng Qianxun also imitated the false elegance of the underworld, thanked him and walked to the restaurant.
"No, you're welcome."
Bieses wiped his sweat with his fat hands
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