Four days later, Ravis.

This is a world-famous city. Although it seems remote on the edge of the desert, there are endless people coming from all over the world every day. Here, you may be able to get rich overnight or be poor overnight. This is a gold-selling cave with great magic, which is fascinating and crazy.

It was night, and Ravis, of Coal Country, had just begun its luxuriant nightlife. The whole city was crowded with people, and hotels and casinos also lit up dazzling neon lights early. Most of the streets were luxury cars, and here you could see all kinds of world-famous cars, and even taxis were of great value.

At this time, an inconspicuous Toyota taxi slowly stopped at the door of a hotel. The doorman guarding the hotel door hurried over and helped open the door. He stepped forward and said in eagle words: "Welcome to the Jarvist Hotel."

There was only one passenger in the car, a man from Asian country. He had beard, pale temples, a little vicissitudes of eyes, and looked dull. He was dressed very ordinary, with no famous brand from head to toe, and he only carried a bulging backpack. The doorman who had been trained with a wink can only look at it and knew that this was another gold digger who fantasized about being able to get poor overnight. People like this, Lavis had to receive a lot of people every day. Of course, Lavis's main source of customers was also these ordinary people with "dreams".

In the car, the man in the middle of the car paid the car slowly. After waiting for the driver to get change, he got out of the car with his backpack and handed the doorman a piece of banknote. Although it was only one US dollar, the man in the doorman happily took it, said thank you respectfully, and then led the man in the middle of the city to the hotel.

The Jarvist Hotel is a hotel that integrates accommodation, dining and casinos. In fact, this is true for every hotel in Lavisri. Here, a hotel is actually a casino, and a casino actually represents a gangster territory.

Yes, it is not the coal government that really controls Lavis, but various consortiums and gangs. Just like this Jarvist hotel, the owner behind it is Hongmen.

It is worth mentioning that Ravis is actually very xenophobic. Except for the local forces and consortiums of the coal country, other foreign forces will be fatally hit by local forces if they want to participate. Therefore, in Ravis, gang fights are very common, but this happens in places that ordinary people cannot detect. Only people in the real circle know that Ravis deals with corpses every day are sent out one by one.

It is in such an extremely difficult and xenophobic environment that it is conceivable how difficult it is for Hongmen to gain a foothold here, how huge the price they have paid, how many people have died to grab such a hotel. It can be said that this magnificent hotel was actually built with human lives, and it is also the only hotel in Ravisri that has been dominated by orientals, which is of great significance.

Jarvist was decorated very luxuriously, with two golden Lion Towns at the door. After entering, there was a two-story shopping mall, which was not big but not small. Keep walking in and you can hear all kinds of intertwined sounds inside, and the sounds were buzzing. However, the man in the middle * immediately went to the casino and went to the reception bar on the other side.

When he arrived at Batai, he took out a passport and handed it over, and said in eagle words: "I have booked a room."

A ** receptionist in Batai took his passport, checked it at the computer, nodded and said, "Yes, sir. You have booked a room. Do you need to check in for you now?"

The man in the middle nodded.

"Okay, please wait." The receptionist tweeted on the keyboard for a while, then scanned the passport and asked the man in the middle * to sign. The process was simple. Soon, she handed back her passport, accompanied by a room card, and said in a very polite tone: "Your room is on the 15th floor, please get the room card and go here."

The man in the middle * took back his passport and room card, went to the elevator entrance in the direction pointed by the receptionist, and then took the sightseeing elevator and went straight to the 15th floor.

"Ding!" The elevator door slowly opened to both sides. After stepping out of the elevator, the man in the middle of the * looked at the instructions on the opposite wall according to the room number marked on the room card. His room number was 1531, and the sign on the wall should go to the right, but the man in the middle of the * took a look and turned to the left.

A whole building is like a maze, with forks coming out from time to time. There is also a layer of fleece blanket on the corridor. When you step on it, you will find a little sound. The whole building is also quiet and weirdly quiet.

The middle man walked straight to the end of the corridor, which was another T-shaped fork. The middle man walked straight to the right without hesitation, and came to a door room at the end of the corridor. He paused for a moment, sensed that the people around him were monitoring, and then reached out to press the doorbell.

"Ding Dong!"

There was a crisp sound, and before long, the door opened gently with a "click" and exposed a crack in the door. Half of it popped out from behind the crack... Uh, the face with heavy makeup. This face looked bad, and it looked like a thirty-year-old, and the thick foundation was scraped off and it was probably possible to knead directly. The thick eye shadow, earrings were covered with earrings on his lips and nostrils, and the green non-mainstream hairstyle, it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. The middle-aged man only took a look, and his eyebrows couldn't help but jump.

The ** behind the door saw the man in the middle of the *, but he was slightly stunned. Then he grinned and said in a sharp voice: "Hey, Man, do you want ****?"

The man's eyes in "..." in "..." could not help but fall on the throat of this "**", where a high raised Adam's apple could not hide the fact that this is a big shot in women's clothing.

The ** behind the door didn't care about the "flaws" in his throat, gave him a look of anger, and continued to say in his coquettish and sarcastic voice: "So it's the 'special' service." "She" deliberately bit the word "special" very heavily, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him with both eyes, as if he was very interested in him.

Under the unscrupulous eye attack and the pretentious sound wave attack, the middle* man had to retreat. He sighed lightly and said coldly: "Are you afraid of being disgusting when you go out like this? Leng Ye."

Leng Ye, the tycoon of women's clothing who was called to break his identity, seemed to not care that his identity was discovered by the person in front of him, and still said in a coquettish voice: "Excuse Me, do you have any misunderstanding of my beauty?"

The man in the middle* frowned and said, "Can you speak more normally?"

"No." Leng Ye sighed, and kidnapped the bangs and said "troubled": "My character is beautiful and charming, which is fascinating to death by thousands of boys and girls, both men and women, and is suitable for both young and old...** monster."

The man in "..." found that he could no longer talk to him happily.
Chapter completed!