Crackly, pushing open the heavy wooden door, the bright lobby is empty, so quiet that it makes people feel a little scared!

But Zhou Jian instantly noticed that there were three or two tables of Hu men on the railing on the second floor, staring at him. There were wine and vegetables on their tables, but they had almost never moved. It seemed that they had been cooking for a long time and the dishes were cold.

As the two sides looked at each other, a strange atmosphere was rising, and even if the lights were bright, they could not be concealed.

"Two, should you check in directly or eat something?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile, but his expression didn't look like a servant from an inn at all.

Zhou Jian’s years of vision was not overwhelming. He quickly judged that these people should be in the same group!

His heart couldn't help but sink. Something was definitely wrong with Loulan.

"Two pounds of beef sauce and a pot of strong wine." He said lightly, and then he found a seat by the window with his hands behind his back.

In this position, you can see all directions, advance and attack, retreat and break through windows. The choice is very tricky.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man responded, then looked at the person above before leaving.

After everyone left, the lobby was completely quiet, with only the sound of the wind in the middle of the night.

Dada dada...

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded. A man in gray held a string of Bodhi, twisted it gently, and slowly walked to the railing. He was eight feet tall, had a thin face, and had smart eyes. He looked directly at Zhou Jian.

"Brother, I don't think you are here?"

Zhou Jian raised his head and felt the danger in just one moment!

"I'm the one who stuffs it." He tried to keep his accent as smooth as possible.

"Oh? Are you stuffed? Where are you stuffed? Many of my friends came from." The man smiled, and the Bodhi in his hand kept turning, and the others dared not speak at all, as if he was the head.

Zhou Jian was secretly shocked. Is this person Chalma?

"You may not know if you talk to others." He replied calmly, and when he glanced at the table, he was shocked!

There are knife edges on the table and chairs, and blood that has not dried up. There are collision cracks on the ground. Fights have occurred here!

And his ears moved, and the sound of the key coming from the door that had just entered seemed to be locked by the middle-aged man who had left!

Zhou Jian was shocked and looked at Master Ku quickly, and his hand slowly placed on the hilt hidden around his waist.

"Oh, so that's it, then why did you come to the inn so late? I remember that Silan City seemed to have a curfew." The man asked again, giving people a feeling that it was extremely difficult to deal with.

Zhou Jian answered in a slight manner, without any flaws: "I have a friend who works in the city. Although I came a little late, there is still no problem with the passage."

Suddenly, the man in gray on the second floor narrowed his eyes: "Is that true?"

"Then you travel around the world and have a lot of knowledge, you must know a lot of people. I have someone here, I wonder if I can help me see where I am?"

There was already a little hostility in the voice, and many Hu people on the second floor stood up one after another.

Zhou Jian was shocked, Loulan?

He remained silent: "Oh? Please come out and take a look, brother."

"Here!" The man in gray raised his lips and a sneer appeared. He saw his big hand pulling the rope hard, and he whispering!

The floor on the third floor opened, and a woman in purple slid down at high speed and hung in the air. She was covered in blood and her hands were tied. Because she lost too much blood, her beautiful face was pale as paper.

Zhou Jian and Master Ku's eyes shook at the same time, it was Loulan!

"What, brother, do you know each other?" The man in gray pressed his hands on the railing, smiling.
Chapter completed!