Chapter 687 Angel: The Power of the Spirit
Shen Hanqing raised her hand, and Hope and the chair flew backwards, smashing through the wall.
Hope stood up and shook off the dust, looking at Shen Hanqing angrily, "Don't think I dare not do anything to you! You were the one who started it!"
After saying this, an exquisitely carved bow appeared in his hand, and he drew the bow and shot an arrow.
Shen Hanqing tilted her head slightly, Elf Bow.
She didn't move. The strong wind blew her long hair, bringing a bit of sharp beauty.
When the arrow was right in front of her, Shen Hanqing raised her hand and grabbed it. The arrow turned into star-like light in her hand and dissipated in the air.
She began to talk to herself, "The power of the elves is the power of nature."
After she finished speaking, she looked up at Hope, who was still in shock, "Is that so?"
A bow appeared in Shen Hanqing's hand, simple and majestic, much more solemn than Hope's.
She drew her bow to its full length, the arrow on the string.
Didn't Hope want to hide during the whole process? No, he had no choice.
Because he seemed to be nailed to the spot and couldn't even lift his feet.
Hope could only look at the arrow pointing at him in fear, unable to utter a word.
Nan Youyou was even more confused. She had never seen such a situation before and had no idea what to do.
Shen Hanqing let go and the arrow shot out.
Just when Hope thought he was dead, a feather fell and the adult was already standing in front of him.
Shen Hanqing's arrow stopped in front of Yu. There was no expression on Yu's face, and his eyes were like the calm surface of a lake, without a single ripple.
He just stood there, and everything around him seemed to have lost its luster.
He had no intention of blaming anyone, he just said, "A guest has arrived."
Yu could also feel the powerful soul of the succubus in front of him, but he didn't care.
Because he never cares about these things.
Shen Hanqing and Yu stared at each other for a long time, then withdrew their gazes and put away their bows.
He picked up Hope's job placement manual and flipped through it. "Finance, then."
Hope was of course dissatisfied, but he had just witnessed how terrifying this woman was, so he didn't dare to say anything.
Yu didn't stay for long and disappeared on the spot.
The damaged walls began to slowly recover.
Hope hurried back from the other side of the wall.
He glanced at Shen Hanqing with fear, but still couldn't help asking: "How do you know the power of elves?"
Shen Hanqing threw the booklet on the table and looked at Hope calmly, "There are always people better than you."
Hope cursed inwardly for being so pretentious, but he still wouldn't let go of the opportunity to embarrass Shen Hanqing.
He coughed and pulled out a list of debtors. "Since you want to work in finance, that's perfect. These are all hotel bills you didn't pay for. Take them."
Shen Hanqing did not refuse. She flipped through the list casually, "Lucifer? Michael? Gabriel? Elf King?"
She didn't finish reading it, but all the famous people of different races in this world were on it.
Hope felt better. "Yes, so I'm sorry to bother you, the new finance officer."
Shen Hanqing replied: “Okay.”
Then he left with the list.
Nan Youyou hurried forward and asked in confusion, "Why do so many people owe money?"
Hope slumped down on the chair and said in a gruff voice, "You think angels are all noble and pure, and wouldn't use money?"
As he spoke, his tone suddenly turned disgusted, "As for those demons, they are all scoundrels, how could they possibly give money?"
"It's her choice anyway, I don't care."
Nan Youyou said hesitantly: "This is not a good idea. After all, we will all be colleagues in the future."
Hope snorted coldly, "The devil and I are not colleagues. The devil is synonymous with all bad things."
He suddenly looked up at Nan Youyou, "Did Lord Yu say that there were guests?"
Nan Youyou was stunned and ran out quickly, "I forgot!"
When she got to the front desk, someone was already there.
Although he looked extremely handsome, he was in a state of rage.
When he saw Nan Youyou, he immediately said angrily: "What's going on? No one is here to receive us?"
Nan Youyou was shaking with fear and whispered, "I'm sorry, I just had something to do. I'm sorry."
The other person's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, "Stop talking nonsense, I want to find that person!"
He thought for a moment, "Shen Hanqing! That succubus!"
Nan Youyou whispered even more quietly, looking extremely pitiful. "I don't know where she is."
The other party reached out angrily to grab Nan Youyou's collar.
Shen Hanqing appeared at the front desk at some point, waved his hand away, and picked up the tablet. "Single room, standard room, deluxe room, presidential suite, choose one."
The other party became even more angry, and the whole person seemed to be on fire, "Are you that Shen Hanqing? Belial, let me come and see you!"
Shen Hanqing nodded and asked calmly: "So, what kind of accommodation do you want? Mr. Samael."
Samael waved his hand and said impatiently, "I won't stay! I just came to find you! I don't know what Beryl means!"
Shen Hanqing stuffed the tablet into Nan Youyou's hands, "That's perfect, since you're here, just pay the money you owe over the years."
As she spoke, she flipped through the list, "Samael, eight hundred and eighty nights, payment, zero."
Then Shen Hanqing turned her head and asked Nan Youyou, "What is the price of the Rose Hotel?"
Nan Youyou shook her head subconsciously, "I don't know."
Because it seems like... no one pays to stay here.
Shen Hanqing smiled and asked Samael, "What currency does Hell use?"
Samael said confidently: "Gold coins, if I don't have money, I won't give it to you. What else can I give?"
Shen Hanqing ignored it and said, “Then let’s calculate it as 40,000 per time, a total of 35.2 million.”
"How are you going to pay?"
Samael was shocked, his voice crackling. "You and Mammon learned this, right? You two should just rob them!"
Shen Hanqing looked at him helplessly, “So you plan to stay at the Overlord Hotel?”
Samael didn't back down either, "Want to fight? Fine!"
After saying that, he rushed towards Shen Hanqing like a cannonball.
Nan Youyou squatted down with her head in her hands, curled up into a ball.
After a loud bang, there seemed to be no sound.
Nan Youyou then stood up carefully, and saw Samael being pinched by the back of the neck by Shen Hanqing and pressed against the front desk.
Shen Hanqing asked patiently, "How do I pay?"
Samael was unwilling to give in. "You can ask for money! If you can get it from Mammon, I'll give it to you!"
If he suffers a loss, others will suffer as well.
How could there be such a powerful succubus?
Shen Hanqing flipped through it and raised his eyebrows slightly, “Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times?”
Samael replied, "Mammon loves free stuff!"
Shen Hanqing exposed him, “You are causing trouble for me again.”
She paused and said, "It's not impossible. If I get the money from Mammon, you have to pay me twenty times as much."
Samael readily agreed, "Okay, give it to me! But you have to get the money from Mammon first!"
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