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Chapter 740

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When he came to the guest room, Fatso lay directly on the bed, stretched, and asked, "What were you doing in the hall downstairs? Did you know those people? "

Su Bai nodded noncommittally. It was better not to tell such an embarrassing thing to the blabbermouth Fatso.

Fatso took out his cell phone, looked for the notice in the room, and connected to the wifi.

"Right, there was a new TV series yesterday. It's pretty good. It's called 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'." Fatso used his other hand to light a cigarette as he tapped on his cell phone.

Su Bai walked to the window at this time. He opened the curtains and looked down. It was already dusk. The hotel area that Fatso chose was relatively close to the airport. It was also considered to be in the suburbs of Tianjin, so the road downstairs was not very lively. Of course, this was also because it was winter. Not many people liked to come out, so they stayed at home to enjoy the heater.

After listening to Fatso's words, Su Bai smiled. "A TV series similar to 'Grave Robber's Chronicles'? I haven't watched this series, but I have watched that TV series. It's really not that good."

"Hehe." Fatso suddenly became interested at this time. He echoed, "I have also watched the 'Grave Robber's Chronicles' TV series. It's purely to give a sense of existence to those little fresh meats, especially the bangs of the male leads. No matter what dangerous things happen, even if it's an explosion, the bangs are meticulous. It makes me feel awkward.

But this one is different. It basically restores the original plot, and the filming is more sincere. The lead actors are Jin Dong and the others. They are not the sissies who rely on their looks to make a living. In short, it looks okay. With the previous few bad 'seniors' as the foreshadowing, this one really seems like a golden rooster standing alone. "

"Your experience in a random story world is more mysterious and thrilling than his entire book. Yet, you are still interested in this." Su Bai teased.

"This is not the same. I read this book before I became a listener. This is feelings, feelings, do you understand?

Damn, I'm so angry just thinking about it. If you were still the Young Master Su from before, wouldn't it be great if you directly invested in all my favorite books and made them into TV shows and movies? Anyway, a few hundred million is just a drizzle to you. No, to the previous you, you can't even afford a plane ticket now. "

Su Bai did not intend to continue arguing with Fatso. He opened the window and leaned out. "Fatso, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Other than Ignored by Dog and buns, anything else is fine," replied Fatso.

"Then you stay here and continue watching the TV series. I'll go down and take a walk."

"Remember to bring me food. I'm a little hungry."

"If you are hungry, you can eat instant noodles first."

Su Bai walked to the table. There were some drinks and instant noodles. Of course, it was not free. There was a fee. After all, every guest paid a deposit when they moved in. When they checked out, they would be accounted for as much as they used in the room.

"Pfft. Ever since I first met you, the way you taught me to eat instant noodles made it impossible for me to look directly at the instant noodles in the hotel room." Fatso directly complained.

At that time, Su Bai was still in Chengdu. Yigu was not dead yet. The three of them, who had just met, had gathered together to eat, drink, and be merry. Before entering a story world, they were preparing in a hotel room. Fatso was about to eat the instant noodles in the room. Su Bai teased him and suggested that he turn the bowl upside down and soak it. After eating it, he should straighten it out and put it far away. This way, when checking out, the people who came to check out would think that the instant noodles had never been eaten and wouldn't be charged. Fatso actually did as he was told.

"Remember to come back early," reminded Fatso again.

"Alright."

Su Bai took out a spare room card and walked out of the room.

This hotel was quite high-class. After all, Fatso was too embarrassed to bring Su Bai to such a small hotel. When he got out of the elevator, a waiter at the front desk immediately came over to ask if Su Bai needed any help. Su Bai waved his hand, thanked him, and walked out.

The cold, dry air carried a kind of haze fragrance. It was very pure and authentic. Su Bai put his hands in his pockets and casually strolled along the street.

Every time after something happened, Su Bai liked to be alone and empty himself. Everyone had their own limits and needed time and space alone.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, in front of him, a girl in a red down jacket trotted over with a satchel on her back.

Su Bai had seen this girl not long ago. She was the "passionate girl" who distributed the Xi Ting crispy cakes in the hotel lobby. She seemed to have recognized Su Bai, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The two of them brushed past each other. She must have left something in the hotel, so she left her teacher and classmates and came back alone to get it. She seemed to be in a hurry.

A fire engine was parked on the other side of the street. Several firefighters were maintaining the fire hydrants there. The young man who took the high-speed rail from Qinhuangdao to Tianjin was also inside. He was indeed a firefighter. He must have been on a family vacation in Qinhuangdao and had only returned today.

The world was very big, but the world was also very small. Su Bai was not a sentimental person, but at this time, he could not help but feel that in this world, there was indeed something called fate. Ten years of hard work and crossing the same boat was not just an empty saying. There should be an invisible and untouchable line between people, even if it was just a few encounters.

However, Lan Lin's hysterical voice before her suicide quickly appeared in Su Bai's mind. The word fate actually had an inextricable and messy connection with cause and effect. At the same time, it also meant a great terror.

After a few coughs, Su Bai interrupted his thoughts. It was rare for him to want to enjoy some peace and quiet by himself. In the end, his mind was still thinking about those things.

Sometimes, Su Bai himself could not tell whether the real world was the main melody of his life or the story world was his true home.

For ordinary listeners, the time in the real world between missions was a wonderful holiday for self-healing and relaxation. They wished they could have more of this time, but for people like Su Bai, it was a little boring. When he was not in the story world, he felt very uncomfortable.

He walked and stopped. Before he knew it, almost an hour had passed. Su Bai took a shortcut to return to the hotel. On the way, he bought some cooked food and a few bottles of beer. He planned to make do with Fatso like this.

When he returned to the hotel, it was already dark. It was almost 7: 30. Su Bai took out his room card and swiped it. When he pushed the door, he found that it was locked from the inside with a chain.

Su Bai frowned slightly. Before he could release his divine sense to investigate the situation, he heard the heavy breathing of a man and a woman, as well as the rhythmic creaking of the bed, coming from the door.

"What a pig."

Su Bai reached out and knocked on the door, signaling Fatso to hurry up. Then, he put on his headphones, leaned against the corridor wall, opened a bottle of beer, and drank it.

He had just finished a bottle of beer. When Su Bai was about to open a second bottle, the room door opened from the inside. A woman came out while tidying her hair. When she saw Su Bai standing outside, her eyes lit up. Obviously, in the woman's opinion, a guest like Su Bai was more in line with her taste. However, before she could take the initiative to flirt with Su Bai, Su Bai directly entered the room and closed the door.

Fatso was taking a shower in the bathroom. Between the two beds, Fatso's bed still had obvious "battle marks".

"Hey, you haven't been back for so long. It just so happens that someone called the guest room to ask if you want a massage service, so I ordered one." Fatso hastily took a quick shower and walked out wrapped in a bath towel. He directly untied the bag of cooked food that Su Bai brought back.

"Fatso, the lobster tattoo on your leg is pretty good." Su Bai took out a piece of tissue and wiped his hands.

When Fatso heard this, he lowered his head and looked at his thigh. He was a little speechless. "F * ck, this is a poisonous scorpion tattoo I had before I was so fat …"

"It's not bad. Your tattoo is quite powerful. It can evolve like Listener."

Fatso took out a braised chicken leg and bit into it. He shook his head. "How was it? Was it fun outside?"

"It was just so-so. Of course, it wasn't as exciting as yours."

"Alright, I know you have high standards. You don't like these vulgar women, so I didn't want to call you. She's quite pitiful too. She hasn't received a single business in three days. I think it's not easy for everyone, so I'll help if I can. You have to rely on your brothers at home and friends when you go out, don't you?"

Su Bai opened the window to let the smell in the room dissipate as much as possible. "Fatso, I think you should get a separate room for me. People who don't know better will think that we're doing a seafood business."

"Sure, I'll get one for you after dinner." Fatso sat on the bed and opened the cap of the beer bottle. He looked at the back of the cap. "Nowadays, beer caps don't even win prizes. I remember when I was a kid, I would always get another bottle. By the way, Da Bai, aren't you eating? "

"You eat. I'm not that hungry."

"Humans are made of iron and rice is made of steel. If I don't eat, I'll be starving. Even if I don't have an appetite, I still have to eat. I'm hungry anyway. One drop of essence is equivalent to three drops of blood. I have to properly nourish myself."

Fatso held a chicken leg in his left hand and a beer in his right. He walked to the window and leaned against Su Bai. "Speaking of which, Da Bai, it's a pity that you didn't try that woman just now. It's not bad to occasionally eat some wild game. Although she's not very pretty, those two lumps in front of her chest are really bulging. Damn, I'm afraid they'll explode if I put my hands on them. Hehe …"

Fatso said as he gestured an explosion with his hands.

"Boom!"

In an instant, there was a violent explosion not far in front of them. A huge fireball soared into the sky, illuminating the night like it was daytime!

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