"I'm leaving this terrible place, I must leave this terrible place!"

The man in a leather jacket crazily smashed the closed door of the hotel, but the door seemed to have life. The moment the stool hit the door, it was swallowed by the door.

"Sir, this shop prohibits quarrels and make noises. Please keep quiet." The waiter with pale cheeks walked up to the man. She was wearing a tailored cheongsam, and her graceful figure was enough to fascinate any man.

However, after seeing her appear, no one showed obsession, but was full of fear, and did not even have the courage to look at her.

It has been three days, and they have been trapped here for three days. They can't call their phones and can't search for any signals. This mountain spring bathhouse seems to have become a forgotten world, and they will die here silently.

"My sirs, don't worry, you all will leave here after four days." The beauty of cheongsam turned around and looked at the people trembling in the corner of the lobby, with a stiff smile cracked on the corner of her mouth, "Every one, every one, can go out."

go out?

In what way do you go out, are they or their bodies?

"Ah!" A girl finally collapsed in spirit, screamed loudly, and said incoherently: "Come, help me, I don't want to stay in this terrible place, I don't want to!"

"Why are there always people disobeying?" The stiff smile on the cheongsam beauty's face gradually disappeared, "Miss, this villa belongs to the private territory of my owner. No matter how you call, no one will hear it, and no one will come to save you."

"People who do not obey the rules of the villa must be punished."

After she finished speaking, two men in short coats of last century walked out of the aisle next to her, stepping towards the young girl whose emotions had collapsed.

Several passengers were so scared that they hid aside when they saw this, and several young men and women stood up with white faces and blocked the young girl.

The staff in this villa are clearly not like living people. If they were taken away, who would know what the consequences would be. The young men and women who were blocking the girl were shaking their legs, obviously they were very afraid.

The young man standing in front looked better than them, at least shaking implicitly. He squeezed out a stiff smile: "Beautiful lady, we will never violate the rules of the villa next time. Can you forgive her once?"

"Ha." The beauty of cheongsam raised her mouth and looked like she was "smiling". She raised her hand stiffly: "Remember, in this place, no one can go against the will of the master, and no one can come to save you."

"Bang, bang, bang."

The knock on the door sounded, and the sound was neither light nor heavy, and it seemed very polite.

Everyone looked at the door together, with expectations and fear in their eyes. Because none of them knew whether it was a person or...

With a squeak, the door was slowly pushed open, and a young man in a white long-sleeved T-shirt and casual trousers appeared at the door, with a bright smile on his face, as if the thick fog behind him was a little far away from him.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing." The young man stepped into the door with one foot and thoughtfully pushed open the door of the villa half. "Is the villa open today?"

The whole lobby was very quiet. All the tourists trapped here stared at the people appearing at the door. I wonder if this was another malicious game or an innocent traveler who was caught in it.

After the young man who was standing in front of the girl just now saw who the man at the door was, he shook his head slightly at the young man who stepped into the villa. Unfortunately, the other party obviously did not notice him, and his other foot also stepped in.

It's over.

The light of hope in everyone's hearts was extinguished the moment his other foot stepped in. Even if the person came, he would never be able to get out of this villa, and there was not even a person who informed them.

The cheongsam beauty didn't seem to have expected that someone would push open the villa door at this moment. She looked at the young man in a daze for a while, took a few steps back, and made a clanging sound when she stepped on the ground.

Chen Chang'an looked at the beauty of cheongsam. Why is this waiter so white and walking strangely. Is he sick?

He couldn't help but frown. He had reason to suspect that the staff at this mountain spring bathhouse did not have a health certificate.

"Hello, sir, our villa is open for business." A tall and thin man wearing a long gown, short hair and glasses walked to the beauty of cheongsam, "I am the lobby manager of this villa. Do you want to stay in a hotel here or take a bath in a spring?"

But soon he took a few steps back with a stiff expression, wishing he could get farther away from the young man, as better as possible.

The waiter wore a cheongsam and the lobby manager wore a long gown. Is this villa planning to go to the Republic of China style? No wonder even the villa has a style that combines Chinese and Western styles in the last century, and looks a bit weird.

Chen Changan did not answer the lobby manager immediately, and turned around and said a few words to the door. After about a minute or two, he and another person came in with a wheelchair. There was still a man sitting in the wheelchair.

What surprised the tourists in the hall was that when the young man turned around and whispered to the door, all the things in the hotel that were neither human nor ghost were approaching the man, but instead looked like he wanted him to leave immediately.

"You have to stay in a hotel and take a bath and eat." Chen Chang'an's eyes casually swept over the people in the lobby, and quickly took it back. He walked to the front desk and said to the waiter who was guarding the front desk, "Do you have any charges for various items? Let me show it."

"Okay, OK." The front desk waiter trembled with both hands and handed the villa's charging standard book to Chen Chang'an, and then quickly took his hand back.

"Fried seven-point heart, cold-mixed eyeballs..." Chen Changan turned to the pages of the menu and couldn't help but trembling at the waiter, "Halloween is still half a month away. Have you started to customize the festival so early?"

The lobby was a little quiet and strange. A girl could be heard vaguely holding back the sob. Chen Chang'an put down the menu and pointed to the tea restaurant on the left side of the lobby. "My friend and I will go here first to sit down."

"Okay, follow me." The beauty of cheongsam seemed to react. She wanted to help Daonian push the wheelchair, but was stopped by Chen Chang'an.

Seeing Chen Chang'an leaning over, she quickly stood on tiptoe and took a few steps to the side.

"Sorry, my friends don't like others getting close." Chen Changan smiled and glanced at the beauty of cheongsam.

"Yes, I'm sorry." The cheongsam beauty shook her body and her face turned paler.

After sitting down at the tea restaurant, Chen Changan looked at the steaming tea in front of him and did not take it. He looked at Daonian with a little apology in his eyes, and then shouted: "If you don't like drinking tea, we won't drink it. Is it good to eat the snacks I brought?"

Liu Mao: "..."

The gentleman didn't even blink his eyes. When did he say he wouldn't drink tea?

Chen Chang'an placed the food in his backpack on the tea table, and even the cups that gave Dao Nian water were filled with the lid on the insulation kettle.

He looked around and made sure the waiters were not approaching them, so he put his hands on his lips and covered his lips: "This villa is not right. Don't use their things. I've sent messages to my friends and the police."

The young girls in the lobby looked obviously wrong, and the waiter and the lobby manager looked at him with unconcealed fear, which shows that they were afraid that they would find something wrong here.

"Mr. Liu, wait and pretend to be arguing with me and take Dao Nian away." Chen Chang'an lowered his head and peeled the pistachio, "I'm waiting for the police to come here."

Dao Nian looked at Chen Chang'an quietly: "Where are you?"

"There are so many innocent people here. If we leave together, if they find something wrong, kill the victims or take them to transfer them, this is an unbearable consequence." Chen Chang'an peeled a few pistachios and put them in the palm of Dao Nian's hand, "Don't worry, the fortune teller said that I can live to a hundred years old and I will not be in danger."

"You don't believe in fate." Dao Nian said it firmly.

"Don't believe the bad ones, but you can believe the good ones." Chen Changan took a deep breath and stuffed the remaining snacks into Liu Mao's hands. "Mr. Liu, let's cooperate later."

Liu Mao:?

Cooperate? How to cooperate?

"What's so great about you? Isn't it just how many stinky money you have?" Chen Changan suddenly slapped the table and stood up, pointing to the direction of the gate and said, "I won't serve you anymore, you can get out of here!"

"Don't leave, right?" Chen Chang'an pushed Dao Nian to the gate angrily, opened the door that he had secretly closed at some time, picked up Dao Nian and the wheelchair with both hands, and then "throwed" it out.

"Mr. Chen, you don't need to..."

"Ha." Chen Changan turned his head and sneered at Liu Mao who was following him, "Don't think I don't know. You two snakes and rats are not good things in the same nest. Get out of here!"

After saying that, he pushed Liu Mao from the slightly fat world out with one hand, closed the gate of the villa with a slam, turned around and looked at the people staring at the gate, and scolded loudly: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen anyone quarreling?"

Passengers: "..."

No, we're just looking at how you open and close the door, close and open it.

"Damn, I hate others showing off their wealth in front of me the most." As if they were not satisfied, Chen Chang'an kicked the door again, and the heavy door made a heavy sound, as if he could fall down at any time.

The staff in the hotel were so scared that they all shook, and their already pale faces were almost as white as transparent.

"Sorry, I was a little impulsive just now." Chen Chang'an's eyes turned around and found the lobby manager huddled in the corner, and acted to take out his wallet. "How much does the repair fee cost? I will compensate you, mobile phone transfer or cash?"

"No, no, no, no." The lobby manager hurriedly said, "As the gate of the villa, it is its responsibility to relieve the guests."

"How can I be so embarrassed?" Chen Changan took back his hand that was taking out his wallet. Anyway, he was just trying to make a point, "I'm not the kind of person who has no public morality."

"Of course you are not." The lobby manager walked a few steps towards Chen Chang'an, but did not dare to get too close. "Besides, isn't this door still good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a carving fell on the door, smashing on the floor where light could be seen, making a sarcastic crisp sound.

The lobby manager stepped forward in three or two steps, kicked the carvings that fell off with one foot, and said with a smile to Chen Chang'an: "I just went to the logistics department to take a look. There are some problems with the heating system of our store today. I can't take a mountain spring bath today. Do you want to come again another day when you are a guest?"

Chen Changan walked to the sofa in the lobby and sat down, "I don't want to go out and see the two bastards just now."

Liu Mao, who was pushed out of the door, looked carefully at Daonian, who was thrown out of the door, and swallowed: "First, sir?"
Chapter completed!