Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

In the corridor, the man who received Mr. Cai suddenly turned his head, his eyes swept across the empty cabin corridor.

"Is there a situation?"

Mr. Cai was also very vigilant and immediately put on the torn mask again.

The man nodded lightly, stuck to the wall, and slowly pushed all cabin doors.

He seemed to hear a small sound.

Then he began to gently push each door to see if it was closed tightly.

One after another.

Finally stood still, raised his eyes, and checked the room number.

2-705.

The door is also closed tightly.

Knock on the door, pretending to be a waiter, "Hello guest."

The ears are also close.

At the same time, the force to push the door was significantly greater than before.

In the room, Luo Zhong's face was solemn.

People outside are very vigilant, a little bit, and they won't let go of small movements.

On the bed, Tian Xinyuan was struggling.

Fortunately, Luo Zhong flew forward to cover her mouth when Tian Xinyuan was about to scream.

"Hello, guest. I'm the waiter on the second floor. I heard that there seems to be some movement here just now. Are you experiencing difficulties? Do you need our help?"

Without giving up, the man continued to knock on the door.

And press the communication, "2-705 room door, send it here."

He needs to confirm whether there is anyone in the room.

The sound of knocking on the door and talking clearly floated into Luo's middle ear.

And Tian Xinyuan is still struggling.

"Hmm..."

Tian Xinyuan struggled with horror and wide eyes.

Help……

Help……

She is crying for help.

No one could hear the cry for help.

Memories of falling into the sea slapped across the sky, and despair on the brink of death instantly drowned her in an avalanche.

Is she dying again?

Was gutted to death?

do not want!

She don't want to die!

Help!

Help!

An Xia, save me, save me!

Desperate to the point where the tears kept coming from her eyes, Tian Xinyuan at this time fell into the horrified world she gave herself.

I didn't hear what Luo Zhong said at all.

The second Luo Zhong rushed to cover her mouth, he said, "Hush, don't talk, it's dangerous outside."

"An Xia can't rest assured that you are alone in the room, let me stay to protect you, don't talk, relax, relax."

After saying a few words, Tian Xinyuan didn't even listen to a word.

Still struggling.

She, who had already experienced death once, was scared, completely scared.

The courage was all shattered, and even a little bit of wind and grass felt like he was going to die.

Luo Zhong soon discovered that something was wrong with her.

I was frightened, but refused to hear outside voices, and closed myself in the horrible world I created.

After several failed attempts to wake up, Luo Zhong resolutely adopted the most primitive method.

Stun people.

It's not a problem to keep covering her mouth without fainting.

Will not faint for too long, at most three to five minutes can wake up.

"Ding……"

The sound of the room card swiping the door came, and Luo Zhong hid behind the door, breathing tightly.

Room 2-705 opens.

The man and the waiter who delivered the card quickly entered the room.

There was no one in the room.

All the rooms on the ship are small, and you can tell if there are any Tibetans.

"no one."

The attendant even checked the roof of the room and confirmed that no one was hiding.

The man looked around carefully again, so careful that he didn't even let the small place where the car-mounted refrigerator was installed.

"Thanks." The man didn't look for it any more, and turned to the waiter: "Keep the second floor well, no one is allowed to come over."

The waiter nodded, "Yes!"

2-705 The door closed again, and the sound of footsteps gradually moved away.

Luo Zhong exhaled a long breath.

He is 2-707.

It is separated from the 705 by a door.

Fortunately, there is no row of inspections, otherwise, they will only get out of the window through the window.