Chapter 574 Melting 28

Game Day 19

9 a.m.

Everyone on the eighth floor of the hotel packed up their things, changed into protective clothing, and each packed some necessary supplies in a backpack, ready to set off.

The only one who felt something strange during the process was Zhang Zedong. He discovered that there were significantly fewer supplies in the room where they stored food.

The supplies were collected by people sent by Master Fu. He was not particularly clear about what they were, but he could still feel the quantity.

Only Master Fu and Fu Anan had entered this room before.

So these things must have been taken away by them.

But they came out empty-handed...

Space props!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zedong became a little excited.

Some members had the good fortune to be matched with Fu Ye and Fu Anan before. According to them, that round of the game was the most comfortable one for them.

Not only is it easy and safe, but it’s also comfortable!

Even for experienced reserve dealer players, it is good enough to get through it safely, and they can hardly even think about feeling comfortable.

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At this time, a lot of people gathered in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

Everyone's face was filled with anger and disbelief.

"Is this how you treat your guests in this hotel? I will definitely file a complaint!"

"The chefs are gone? They've taken all the food? What are you going to do with the rest of us?"

"Do you still have any professional ethics?"

…

The customers were informed early in the morning that all the chefs had run away. When they learned about the situation, they were stunned at first, and then surrounded the remaining hotel staff and questioned them fiercely.

The rest of the hotel staff were also confused.

Their colleagues fled one after another, leaving the hotel staff in a state of panic. They didn't know whether it was right or wrong to stay and work, and they were at a loss for answers when faced with questions from customers.

Fu Anan and the others came down and happened to see this scene.

The eleven people were not conspicuous in such a chaotic situation and did not attract anyone's attention at first until they were about to leave through the newly opened emergency door.

“Oh, wait!

You guys are leaving too?"

The hotel manager looked at them and asked quickly.

Now the acid rain is endless, yet one by one they want to leave. Are they crazy?

"right."

Zhang Zedong nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless pairs of eyes looked over, their gazes hovering over them, especially their backpacks.

"What's in your backpack?"

"Could he have taken the hotel's supplies with him, like the chef who escaped?"

"That won't work. The chef stole a lot of the supplies, and now what's left belongs to all of us."

…

Everyone spoke one after another, and almost everyone was filled with indignation.

With anger towards the chef for leaving without saying goodbye, he looked at them as if they were unforgivable sinners who monopolized supplies.

"You can leave if you want, but leave the supplies you secretly took with you."

One of them spoke.

"right!"

Someone immediately agreed.

"Please open the backpack and check it. Please don't take anything that doesn't belong to you."

"This is our own supplies." Zhang Zedong had seen this situation many times before. He laughed disdainfully.

"Don't have any bad ideas, you can't afford to offend."

"Whatever supplies you have, as long as they are in the hotel, they belong to everyone."

A strong man stepped forward and stopped them with a few of his younger brothers. The rest of the people silently expressed their support for the man.

Interests automatically divided them into two camps.

There are many people in the hotel, but they are few in number. Even though Fu Yizhi and his men seem difficult to deal with, the advantage in numbers makes the other people in the hotel feel confident.

“Either put down your backpack and leave.

Either you leave your backpack and clothes behind, or I’ll let you go out naked.”