Chapter 528: dare to lie to me
Chapter 528 Dare to lie to me
Song Tihu reprimanded with a face: "What's wrong, you are so clumsy everywhere!"
"Yes, Brother Song learned the lesson well."
Seeing the situation, Liu San'er didn't pay much attention, turned around and continued to lead the way.
Behind him, Song Ti glanced back at the two of them, and they nodded at him silently at the same time.
At this time, there was no one in sight at the front desk, a swivel chair was pushed to the back, and a sloppy man nestled in the empty slot under the table, his neck twisted at a strange angle.
Liu San'er took Xiao Jiuhan and others down the basement all the time. Although the facade of this non-star hotel is not big, the basement is very spacious, and there are no walls to block it, so you can see the end at a glance.
Of course, the scene of twenty or thirty people waiting in full force in the basement can also be clearly seen.
As soon as they entered the basement, these people rushed up and surrounded them.
In front of the encirclement, a man wearing leather boots, with his legs up on the armrest, sat crookedly, squinting at them with disdain.
Not far from the man, stood a cross steel frame, on which stood a man in his thirties, with a tear mole at the corner of his eye, and one side of the glasses on the bridge of his nose was broken.
The pale light in the basement shone on his handsome face, he was a little embarrassed, but he had a kind of demeanor, wise, restrained, like a distant mountain in the sky, making people elusive.
The man closed his eyes, as if no matter what happened here, he didn't care.
Xiao Jiuhan actually saw a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Liu San'er, who are you bringing back? The surname Wan?" The man on the chair said lazily.
Liu San'er glanced at the people around him, confident, not worried about what the people behind him would do to him, and walked towards the man while talking.
"Master Nie, these people are also members of the Nine Leagues. They just arrived today. They came to look for Wan Qingming. I ran into them on the way, and I brought them back."
They were all fledgling rookies, they believed everything he said, and obediently followed him back.
Liu San'er was about to walk out of the encirclement and return to his own camp, when a chill suddenly hit his back.
Before he realized what happened, he found himself retreating. Under the shocked eyes of the man and his subordinates, he returned to Xiao Jiuhan and the others.
Not only that, he found that his whole body was frozen, unable to move, only his head was exposed, and he was shivering from the cold.
"Turning gas into reality, ground steps?!" The man on the chair stood up with a bluish complexion, and looked at the person who was walking towards the ice sculpture Liu San'er.
Xiao Jiuhan walked up to Liu San'er, and gave him a sideways glance, the silver mask glowing coldly.
"If you dare to lie to me, you must have the consciousness of death."
This voice was heard in Liu San'er's ears, and it was colder than the ice covering him.
The sound was like light snowflakes falling, and Liu San'er felt the shattering of the ice on his body in horror, and his body was also torn apart.
The sound of the ice cracking was particularly crisp and sweet in the basement.
Liu San'er's body was left with only a head, which rolled all the way to Master Nie's feet.
Those who were aggressively forming a circle just now were all shocked by the scene in front of them, and all backed away.
The man on the steel frame finally opened his eyes, and looked at Xiao Jiuhan with quiet and introverted eyes, with a trace of scrutiny.
(end of this chapter)