Chapter 242: The entrance of the sewer

"Well... what do you want to talk to a guest?" Although Xiaodie was full of doubts, after all, Qi Lin is now her gold master, and she still sat down on the edge of the bed very obediently.
"Talk...what to talk about..." Qi Lin was a bit confused for a while. He had been a mercenary for most of his life and had been born and died several times, but Qi Lin had no idea how to chat with a girl.
Even if it's just delaying time, Qi Lin doesn't know what to say. You can't talk to the other person. Do you like the 7.62mm wool caliber or the 5.56mm NATO caliber?
"Ah? What are you talking about, guest?" Xiaodie was a little puzzled. In her eyes, this guest was a bit weird. Her hesitating appearance was a bit like a big boy who had just begun to love her.
But here is a kiln. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want... Or is there any special hobby of this guest?
Xiaodie was still thinking about it, but Qi Lin suddenly stepped up to her, and hit her on the back of the neck with a palm knife.
Before Xiaodie could react, she felt her neck sore, and she fell forward softly.
Qi Lin's power was controlled just right, not to kill, but also to make the girl unconscious for several hours.
Rather than making excuses to distract people, it's better to just stop doing things and knock them out.
Stretching out his hand to embrace Xiaodie's fallen body in his arms, Qi Lin smoothly wiped the girl's waist with oil, and stretched out his hand to pinch the other party's soft chest.
"One thousand points, I touched a few, it's too expensive." Qi Lin sighed, put the girl's body on the bed, pulled off the pillowcase, and stuffed it into Xiaodie's mouth.
Then, he tore off the sheets again, tore into strips of cloth, and bound the girl firmly.
At this moment, there was a "click" suddenly heard behind him, Qi Lin, with a sharp spirit, subconsciously reached into his jacket and held the handle of the pistol.
Turning his head, he realized that it was the middle-aged bustard who came in by pushing the door, carrying a large pot of clean drinking water in his hands.
Unexpectedly, this old bustard is quite fat, walking like a ghost, without the slightest footsteps-this means that the other party is probably also an evolutionary.
Seeing the sheets twisted into a rope in his hand and the Fluttershy who was firmly face down, the old bustard was startled at first, and then immediately showed an ambiguous smile on his face.
"Unexpectedly, the guest, you like to play with this~ This is your water~ I won't disturb you~" Said, the old bustard put the kettle in his hand on the shelf by the door, and walked out with a smile.
"Huh..." Qi Lin let out a sigh, then as if thinking of something, he suddenly cursed: "Cooper, I didn't pay attention. You must have heard the footsteps of this old bustard, why don't you remind me ?"
"Master, I think what you are doing is bumped into by the other party, but it can form a perfect illusion, making the other party think that you like this abusive gameplay. In this way, once you leave, the woman wakes up early, The struggling movement will not attract the old bustard, so I chose not to remind you." Cooper said confidently.
"alright, you win."
Qi Lin said silently, and then tied the girl's hands and feet with the rope that was torn and twisted on the bed sheet, then stood up and walked to the door.
First, he drank the pot of water all at once, then Qi Lin put his ear on the door of the room.
It was quiet outside, only the noise from the first floor and the intermittent moans from the next room faintly came.
Qi Lin tiptoedly pushed the door open, then activated the dynamic disguise, then turned around and closed the private room door.
There was no one in the corridor. The old bustard should have already returned to the door of the clubhouse to greet the guests. Qi Lin looked around for a week, then he pressed against the wall and slowly moved down the stairs.
Although the dynamic camouflage inevitably shows some fluctuations of light and shadow when moving, this small flaw is inconspicuous in a dimly lit clubhouse. Unless someone is close to within one meter, they will find that they are stuck on the wall like a chameleon. Qi Lin on the top.
There are more players on the first floor than on the second floor. From time to time, players enter and exit the lobby. Whenever a girl is selected and the price is negotiated, those people will put their arms around the girl’s shoulders and walk deep into the lobby. It is a small compartment separated by wooden boards. In each compartment there is only a narrow single bed. At the door of the compartment, there is only a dark curtain.
Moaning, panting, rubbing, creaking and shaking of the bed board... even the crackling of water, not only Qi Lin, who has super high perception attributes, but also players who walk into the club can hear it. It's clear-it's just that in this way, it actually played a role in stimulating consumption from the side.
When the male players who came in heard the "symphony" played inside, most of their breathing became heavy instantly, and small tents were immediately set up on their pants.
Qi Lin carefully moved from the stairway to the edge of the lobby. There was no floor in the lobby, but the most primitive cement floor. So you can see at a glance that the entrance to the sewer is not in the lobby~EbookFREE.me ~In this way, the entrance is probably under the bed board of one of those compartments.
"This is troublesome..." Qi Lin sighed inwardly, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and move along the aisles in the middle of the cubicles.
The business of this "Shenhui Advanced Leisure Center" seems to be quite hot. Most of the compartments are filled with guests and female players who are doing business. A large number of customers have been sent here.
Qi Lin squatted, while advancing, looking for the entrance of the sewer through the gap under the curtain.
Qi Lin was suddenly thankful that he had only one person to act. Otherwise, if he was seen by others, it would be just as wretched and wretched...
"found it!"
At the middle section of the aisle, Qi Lin finally saw a round manhole cover covered with rust and a diameter of about one meter under a compartment-this is the entrance to that sewer!
However, above this entrance, the single bed was shaking violently, as if it would fall apart at any time. It seemed that the "battle" inside had just reached a white-hot stage.
Although it seemed very wicked to do so, time was running out, and Qi Lin couldn't wait until the two inside were finished and acted, so he had to lift a corner of the curtain and sneak in.
The space in the compartment is really small. A single bed occupies almost 80% of the space, and two white bodies are entangled in the bed.
"Fortunately, it won't really have a needle eye, buddy, I'm sorry..." Qi Lin sighed, removed the dynamic disguise, and patted the man on the bed on the shoulder. ...