Otherworldly Merchant

From the elevator light before the drop, the two idiots who were hit by the chandelier, came down from the fifth floor.

But I was not in any hurry, and I took the elevator to the second floor.

The Grand Hotel is called the Hotel, but it's actually a dragon to eat and play.

On the ground floor is the lobby and coffee table, on the second to fourth floors is the restaurant, and on the fifth to sixth floors is the bar singing room.

The 7th floor is a bath massage and the 890th floor is a guest house.

The top floor is said to be for the hotel's own use and never outside.

In fact, it's a semi-public casino, just not hosting people.

Although there are restaurants on two to four floors, the settings inside are completely different.

The second floor is a fully open lobby with a small stage in the middle for weddings, big banquets, etc.

I came down the elevator, and as soon as I crossed the hallway, I heard a clap of applause.

At first glance, a bald man with a big tummy stood on the stage. Handheld microphones are emotionally excited about what they're saying.

There is an unusual dog's blood on the subtitle, but it's inflammatory: “Three years, 40 million, dreams have a future! ”

Don't even think about it. It's either invisible marketing or a brain wreck!

“... three years ago, I was a vegetable dealer who got up in the dark, squatted in the street wind, and fought with the city's pipes, but now! I bought a luxury car, a villa, married a model wife! What am I relying on? ”

“Friends, I have nothing, no education, no background, no face and no intelligence, but how can I succeed? Because of my unbeatable loyalty to the future fund! ”

“People like me can succeed. What are you waiting for? Still watching what. ”

“Three years! Cocksucker turns rich, marries rich and white, and goes to the top of his life! ”

The more excited this guy gets, the crazier he gets, the more he leads the crowd to raise their right arm and shout slogans.

“The future will prevail! The future will prevail! ”

I walked up from the red carpet in the middle of the hall to the stage.

“This friend, would you like to express your passion? Come on, everybody.” As soon as the guy saw me walking up, he prompted everyone to applaud.

I took the microphone from him with a smile.

I swept like a duck, holding my neck up and ready to be fooled, imitating the emphasis of the guy just now: "Friends, do you know what the future is? ”

I waited quietly for a few seconds, and everyone stared at me and waited for me.

“I'm telling you, the future is bullshit! ”

The guy on stage, he's a little pissed off, and there's some commotion downstairs.

But it was thought that I was going to be a loop talk, and I was going to pull the theme back, and I was going to go up to a whole new height, and I was still waiting silly.

“Don't believe me? Then I'll let him say it again. ”

Speaking of which, I handed the microphone to the guy.

Pfft!

The guy just opened his mouth and made a fart sound.

He felt something was wrong, patted Mike, coughed up his voice.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Continuous assholes.

The people under the stage still endured at first, but I don't know who laughed the first time, and then they laughed all over the scene.

The guy on stage, he touched his voice, waved hard, shouted out loud, tried to maintain order as best he could.

But no matter how he adjusts, how hard he tries, what will eventually come out is the sound of fart!

Soprano, bass, short, long, almost all combinations!

The crowd under the stage laughed a long time ago, some squatting on the floor with their hands in their bellies, others covering their mouths and holding their faces red. More people are laughing and crying!

But immediately, everyone seemed to smell the same smell, all covered their noses in the same way.

That's right, it smells like shit!

What a big, fat fart!

This hall is similar to a biogas tank, which smells intense and spicy almost unbreathable!

Someone couldn't stand it and ran out with his nose covered.

One, two, twenty, fifty!

Everyone stood up in fear and ran out with their noses covered! It's like being smoked alive if you slow down.

The guy on stage finally woke up, and it all seemed like I did it.

That's true.

That's what I did!

The reason the guy on the stage sounded like a fart was because I let out the kid's prank. He seemed to keep screaming, but he was strangled by the kid's throat. He couldn't make a sound at all. The fart tone was the kid's toy: Woody Whistle. Just blow it backwards, that's the sound.

As for the taste, it's true.

When I was walking to the stage, I spilled dozens of bullets along the way.

This thing is made from the odor source on the skunk and not only has a strong odor, it is also not volatile and lasts for a very long time, it is a dissipating artifact!

The reason I brought this is because the Grand Hotel Jiahuo is a public place after all. No matter how damned Li Jiahuo is, why don't you let so many people bury him?

So, I'm going to push everyone out on one level at a time, leaving Li Jiahuo and his dog's legs behind, and this is going to be their final grave.

And I'm the only grave digger!

The guy found out I did it, but it was too late!

Under the control of the kid, he flew fast and had to strip his clothes naked, eventually running out with his necktie tied naked.

Looks like he'll have another capital to blow by the time he comes on stage.

“Friends, I dare to give up my pride when I have no body and no face. What do I rely on? It's all about confidence in the future! ”

The whole second floor was empty and empty, and there was no one left.

You can hear it from afar, from the elevator, from the fire escape.

I'm afraid this is the safest and happiest emergency evacuation in the world, isn't it?

I walked to the entrance of the hall and dropped the rest of the big, stinky, fierce balls to prevent any more idle people from going upstairs.

Then take the elevator to the third floor.

The third floor is also a restaurant, although it is one or more large or small upscale rooms.

The waiters were polite, either with empty plates or with liquor dishes. When they saw me coming, they took the initiative to hide on both sides to make way for me.

I walked down the hall from one end to the other, roughly estimating that there were about two dozen rooms with guests.

Pull out a pre-prepared spiritual charm and think about who it's for.

Suddenly, a man and a woman came out of the front room.

The man, in his forties or so, was wearing glasses, his face was full of loyalty, he was dressed in rules and regulations, but he was not discouraged. He should be the leader of a state-owned enterprise or government.

The lady's early twenties, short skirt stockings - high heels, strapless lace outfits, are nothing like a housemaid in an island action film.

The man held the phone with one hand and the other with the woman's deliberate twist, exaggerating on her waist like a water snake.

“Well, I haven't been able to go back for a few days, so I've been exploring the oil fields in Daqing. Yeah, right!” The man made a phone call and walked past me.