Chapter 2528
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T6 waved his hand and magnanimously returned to the hotel.
As he walked away, he saw the black waiter raise his foot and step on the steak that had not been picked up by the children with his leather shoe. The tip of his shoe rolled until the steak was filled with gravel before he retracted his foot.
He would rather destroy the steak than leave it for the children who might come back to pick it up.
The T6 combatant shook his hand lightly and toured the hotel as though he was taking a stroll after a meal. Along the way, he saw several figures flash by. Along the way, he even bumped into the hotel manager, a very tall black man who spoke fluent English. He took the initiative to lead the T6 combatant around the hotel.
When he returned to his room, Z7 was already eating his steak, while T6's face darkened when he entered the room.
"There's something wrong with the hotel." He said fiercely as soon as he entered, "All the service staff we've encountered here, from the receptionist to the restaurant manager, can speak fluent English. Maaso is a country where the Maaso and Ala languages predominate.
"In a place where there's constant civil strife, only the outer walls of their hotel have been damaged. There's no damage to the inside at all. This makes the problem even bigger. After walking around, there's no one staying in the hotel at all. These people don't look like they're here to make money from the war.
"When I shook hands with the waiters and hotel managers outside, I noticed that the calluses on their right forefinger and thumb were very thick. They didn't look like the hands of a restaurant manager or waitress, but more like the hands of someone who was used to holding a gun."
"When I met service staff at several places, the look in their eyes when they talked to me didn't look like those of ordinary service staff. Instead, they looked more like people who had undergone long-term professional training. This hotel … Who chose it? "
After talking for so long, the last part was the main point.
The people inside were nothing to be afraid of. If something really happened, they would just fight it out. But why was this hotel chosen?
G3 and Z7 seemed to be still digesting the information he had just told them and did not answer T6.
T6, who had started the conversation, could not stop talking. Looking at his comrade's expressionless face, he became even more suspicious.
"You … all know there's a problem?"
After he asked this, Z7 finally looked up from the computer and sighed. "There's indeed a big problem with this hotel, which is why we checked in. What are their identities and motives? As long as they don't offend us, we'll stay out of each other's business and live in peace.
"You've eaten and must be tired from walking around. Have a good rest first. Q will be back later. Our brothers will be busy. "
After saying that, he walked to the sofa in the living room by himself. He put his hands to the side and lay down with his eyes closed.....
T6... but after thinking for a while................................. as long as they don't.......................
A person muttered to himself. G3 took a look, shook his head, and walked to the entrance. He stepped on the opposite wall and leaned his back against the wall, in charge of guarding.
The T6 combatant pretended to cough and rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He had not thought of the crux of the matter.
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If they did not come back, it meant they had lost contact.
However, the one who did not come back was King. If something really happened, he would definitely think of a way to send a message back. Now that there was no news … Either they had not contacted Lin Feng from the National Security Agency, or something had happened to Lin Feng and the two of them had gone to deal with it first.
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