Haikui’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and this woman will suffer.
The old man’s face was getting colder and colder. He looked at the woman and said, "Give you three seconds, or don’t blame me for being rude."
The woman rolled her eyes at him,
Haikui didn’t want the woman to tell the old man that he saw the old man preparing to start work, pulled a button off his clothes, and quietly hit the sleepy security guard not far away.
The security guard shook it twice, but he continued to sleep.
Haikui cursed in his heart, but he couldn’t wake up the security guard. He only went to the front desk with a dry cough.
Wang Yuanshan was about to make a move when he found a man in his twenties coming up behind him and coughing, so he had to give up.
"Is there a room?" Haikui asked loudly.
The woman at the front desk looked up at Haikui and said, "What’s more?"
Haikui walked behind the old man without looking at him and said, "Give me a room."
The woman at the front desk stretched out her hand, "ID card,"
Haikui did not move, and asked, "Can’t I open my ID card without it?"
"We all need ID cards to stay in hotels here," said the woman at the front desk impatiently.
The old man took a wrong step to the side and gave way to Haikui.
"I don’t have my ID card, can you bend the rules?" Haikui said to the woman at the front desk with a smile.
The woman at the front desk shook her head. "No, you must have an ID card to register on this computer system."
"Your ID cards won’t be leaked here, will they?" Haikui suddenly asked.
The receptionist glanced at the old man standing by. "Don’t worry, we will never leak the customer’s information."
"Well, I’m relieved. It’s a pity that I don’t have my ID card. Well, I’ll make do with sitting here for one night," said Haikui, turning and sitting on the sofa not far away.
The old man frowned slightly, glanced at Haikui and whispered to the front desk, "Can you afford to delay my big event?"
Haikui felt the old man’s murder fade away, and she breathed a sigh of relief for the woman at the front desk.
"I’m really sorry, the company has regulations," said the woman at the front desk coldly.
The man in Yuan’s infancy immediately angered, "I don’t care who you are. Do you know who this is?"
Wang Yuanshan glanced at the young man sitting on the sofa not far away, and then said to the monk in Yuanying period, "Be calm."
The woman at the front desk didn’t care who these two people were, and asked in a cold voice, "Is there anything else you want? If not, please tell me tomorrow."
With that, she sat directly in the chair behind her and rested.
Wang Yuanshan really wanted to stretch out his hand and strangle this woman, but there were others here, and he didn’t want to kill too much, so he had to clench his fist hard.
"Call their general manager and ask his general manager to come to see me at once," Wang Yuanshan growled at the friar in Yuan infant.
Brother Yuan Ying reached for the phone lying on the front desk and called the manager of this hotel.
Seeing that they did make a phone call, the receptionist said indifferently, "Go ahead, go ahead. Anyway, I will act according to the company’s confidentiality regulations and rules and regulations. Even if the manager comes, I can’t grasp how."
The two of them began to quarrel with each other,
Haikui sneered in his heart. Is this still a monk? How can he quarrel with the receptionist? How does this old man practice, just like a child?
One side of the security guard also faint woke up, opened his eyes and saw an old man quarreling with his old frame, immediately stood up and walked to come over.
The security guard looked at the old man. Although he looked very energetic, he didn’t take him to heart.
The security guard is one meter eight, which is not low. When he looks at the old man, it seems that he can cry the old man with one hand, and he is even more arrogant.
"Why, in the middle of the night, don’t stay in the hotel and leave quickly," the security guard shouted at the old man.
When the old man saw another security guard coming, who was also a mortal, it was no use getting angry with them. "Wait until your manager comes," he said coldly.
The old man turned and sat down on the sofa, waiting for their manager to come.
Haikui did Sarah laugh in her heart, but she didn’t expect to be a distracted monk, and she was totally embarassed by two mortals.
Haikui looked at the battle. The old man wouldn’t leave for a while. He stood up and asked the woman at the front desk, "Excuse me, where is the toilet in our hotel? I want to go to the toilet."
The woman at the front desk pointed, "Over there,"
Haikui came in the direction pointed by the woman, and entered the toilet. A blink appeared thousands of miles away. He swept away with his knowledge and found Wang Shao. Several of them were still in that room, but the four of them might be really tired, and they didn’t know that the booze was coming up again. The four of them were lying on the ground and sleeping.
Haikui reached out and took the ID card from Wang Shao’s purse.
Wang Yuanshan suddenly felt a powerful god’s knowledge swept away, and his face changed rapidly. He said to Brother Yuan Ying standing behind him, "You wait here."
As he spoke, he left the hotel and quickly went in the direction of the gods he felt.
Haikui took Wang Shao’s ID card, then teleported back to the hotel toilet and came to the front desk with his ID card.
"I just rummaged through my bag and actually brought my ID card," Haikui said with a smile.
The receptionist was lazily lying on the table, and the security guard standing beside her was rubbing her shoulders. When Haikui came over, the security guard slightly left his mouth and was slightly unhappy.
Haikui smiled at the security guard. "I’m sorry, brother, but it’s really hard for you to pick up girls. You have to be on duty at midnight."
When the security guard saw that Haikui was quite easygoing, he was in a better mood. "What, we are just doing this job. We are open 24 hours a day, and customers are asleep, so we can’t sleep."
Haikui paid a deposit of 200 yuan for the accommodation fee of 300 yuan, got a guest room key, and pretended to yawn with the key. "I’m so sleepy, I’m going to bed."
As he spoke, he glanced at Brother Yuan Ying sitting on the sofa, but he didn’t see the old man. I don’t know what he was doing.
However, Haikui believes that the old man will come back. He is happy to watch them wait hard, but he is going to have a good sleep.
Wang Yuanshan chased him in the direction of the god knowledge he had just felt. He didn’t know who it was, just wanted to make sure that it might be Hai Kui.