All the money was emptied on the way to exile, and there was too much money to spend

There is a waiter on night watch in the inn.

But there is usually nothing to do at night. Most of the time, the waiters are dozing off in the lobby on the first floor.

Hu San is on guard tonight.

After checking the situation of the inn, he took a nap on the first floor.

He was half asleep when he heard a muffled sound beside his ear. He was startled and opened his eyes subconsciously.

In front of him, there lay a dark, human-like thing.

I smelled a scent of blood at the tip of my nose.

Hu San's sleepiness was driven away by the smell of blood. He rubbed his eyes, looked carefully, and found that there was indeed a person in front of him.

Oh no, it should be said that it is a corpse.

And this person was not a stranger to him. He was Lao Xu who worked with him in the inn.

"This... Lao Xu, what's going on?"

Hu San stood up, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"How could this good person suddenly become like this?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked across.

I saw that among the couple who had just checked in in the afternoon, the young wife was sitting at a table not far away opposite, drinking tea as if no one was around.

Hu San: "This... Sir... This is... This is..."

What is going on?

Xia Chan drank a cup of tea before she slowly put down the cup in her hand, raised her head to glance at Hu San, and spoke with a smile.

"I want to ask you, little brother, how come your inn is a shady shop? You receive guests during the day, but at night you take knives to kill them, killing and robbing them, and you do it so smoothly!"

"Why? Do you think that things will go smoothly for you all the time and you won't encounter any ruthless people?"

Xia Chan's face was disguised.

It’s not as stunning as her original face, but it’s still pretty.

If you look at it carefully, it will become more and more beautiful.

But at this moment, Hu San didn't dare to look carefully.

He listened to Xia Chan's words, looked at Xia Chan's calm appearance, and the knife on the table beside him, which was shining with cold light and filled with chilling energy. His legs went weak and he knelt down with a puff.

"Sir, hero, heroine, fairy lady, please be wise. I really don't know what Lao Xu did."

Hu San is just an ordinary local.

He has been coming to Wankelai Inn for more than half a year.

During the past six months, he has been working diligently every day.

He really had no idea how Lao Xu, his waiter, came to be dressed like this and how he had offended the customers!

"Sir, please be wise! I really don't know anything about this!"

The cold murderous intent emanating from Xia Chan and the dead body of Lao Xu lying in front of him made Hu San tremble with fear.

"Oh, really? You really don't know?"

"I don't know, I really don't know! If I dare to hide it from you, I will be struck by lightning and die miserably."

Hu San was so scared that he even swore such a vicious oath.

Xia Chan glanced at him and smiled.

"Go and call your boss."

"Oh, yes, yes, please wait a moment, wait a moment." Hu San stood up from the ground trembling, lit a lamp and went to look for someone.

When passing by Xia Chan, Xia Chan also smelled a smell of urine.

Are you scared to death just like that?

Xia Chan curled her lips and her eyes fell on the corpse lying on the ground. Well, for ordinary people to see this scene, the shock might be quite big.

Not long after, Hu San came with the boss of Wankelai.

Together with the boss were the shopkeeper and several old employees of the store.

The hall, which originally had only a few lights on, now had all the lights turned on and became brightly lit.

Boss Wan walked out and first saw the corpse lying on the ground, then he looked away and looked at Xia Chan.

"Ma'am...are you okay?"

The boss is the boss.

The boss who can open such a big inn in such a mixed place must have seen a lot of big scenes.

That's why he was able to politely question the 'murderer' when his employee was killed.

Xia Chan really likes such a considerate boss.

She raised her eyebrows: "My rest was disturbed, and I'm not in a very good mood."

She paused and added, "When I'm in a bad mood, I can't help but want to kill something."

After these words were spoken, several employees behind Boss Wan all took a small step back.

Boss Wan also choked.

The shopkeeper next to him, who was probably in his fifties, smiled when he heard this and said, "I'm very sorry to have upset you, sir."

"What can we do for you now?"

The old shopkeeper has a very good attitude.

After he said that, Boss Wan also responded: "Yes, sir, please let us know if you have any requests. We will definitely try our best to meet them."

"Oh, no requests."

Xia Chan yawned and stood up: "I just want to ask, is this inn of yours a shady place?"

Boss Wan laughed awkwardly: "Sir, you are joking. How can our business be a black shop? It's impossible."

The smile on his face was uglier than crying.

Xia Chan sighed: "Is it really not a shady shop?"

"That can't be possible. It definitely can't be a black shop!"

"Oh, okay. That'll do."

Xia Chan clapped his hands, turned around and was about to leave.

"Change me to a quiet room. I don't want anyone to disturb me anymore. Otherwise, I will think that this inn of yours is a scam!"

Her voice was soft and she even smiled a little while speaking.

"I've never been lenient towards black shops."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and went upstairs.

As for what to do with the body she left behind, that is Boss Wan's concern.

This matter has nothing to do with her.

Boss Wan looked at Xia Chan, who had just killed someone but was still able to walk away calmly as if nothing had happened. He knew that this was someone who should not be offended.

If he really makes people unhappy, his store will be gone.

This industry that has been accumulated with great difficulty cannot be destroyed like this.

Thinking of this, Boss Wan couldn't help but glare at the dead man on the ground.

"Uncle Liu, go check who introduced this person. Even the introducer was fired."

Wankelai is not a black shop.

Although they usually cheat people, they only cheat a little bit of accommodation fees. They are not the kind of black shop that kills and robs people.

Of course, you cannot keep the things that were taken from the murder and robbery.

The old shopkeeper, Uncle Liu, nodded and said, "I'll do it right away."

"Well, throw this thing into the mass grave to feed the wolves, and clean the floor so it doesn't affect our business tomorrow."

"Yes."

After Boss Wan finished giving the instructions, he went upstairs to personally handle the matter of Xia Chan changing rooms.

This person is our ancestor, we cannot neglect him.