Chapter 282: Inhuman (90) (1st update + 2nd update + 8200 thunder 3rd update) [VIP]
"So what should we do now?" Guan Hongyan looked around and asked Yuan Shanming.
"Now?" Yuan Shanming said without hesitation, "Hide first."
"Although a large number of ghost stories have gone with Er Si, there are still many ghost stories at other entrances and exits of the subway," he frowned and looked around, as if looking for something, "ghost stories from other places may come here later, and by then there won't be another Er Si to lead away so many ghost stories."
"We must take this opportunity to hide quickly."
"Hide... where?" The leader who followed them out looked up and looked around. "Can we hide in those office buildings upstairs?"
"No," Yuan Shanming quickly denied, "None of these buildings can hide people. There are very few blind spots in the City of the Dead at night."
"Can't we go back to the teahouse now?" Huangmao thought for a moment and said.
"We can't get in," Yuan Shanming's eyes swept around the street, "Old Ma must be asleep now. Even if we can get in, Xiao Hong can't get in. She has to use the soul-returning incense at dusk."
He was talking about Guan Hongyan.
"The teahouse is a long-term strange story that we triggered," Xiao Tang explained to her. "It lasted for a total of ten days. We have been living in it for these few days."
"Oh, I see." Guan Hongyan nodded without asking too much.
"Found it." Yuan Shanming looked determined and walked straight forward.
Everyone behind him followed Yuan Shanming in confusion, and then they saw him stop in front of a manhole cover on the road.
The manhole cover is the kind of cement manhole cover that can be seen everywhere, with the word "dirty" in the middle.
Then, Yuan Shanming squatted down, groped around the edge of the road for a long time, and lifted the cement manhole cover with some awkwardness.
As he lifted the manhole cover, a very pungent smell suddenly hit him in the face.
"Cough... cough cough." The newcomer standing closest to him was suddenly pushed back several steps and couldn't help coughing.
Guan Hongyan stood next to Yuan Shanming, looked under the manhole cover, and her expression instantly became indescribable.
Inside the dim pipe was sewage that had been accumulating for who knows how long. There was a thick layer of grease floating on the surface of the water, which seemed to have formed a thin shell. Inside the shell were a lot of fruit peels and kitchen waste that had solidified with the grease.
The situation inside the entire manhole cover can only be described in four words: unbearable to look at.
If a city's sewers are its last conscience, then it is obvious that the City of the Dead has no conscience.
This pipe really lived up to the word "dirty" on the sewage manhole cover. The moment Guan Hongyan lifted the manhole cover, he heard several people behind him gasp.
They will regret their decision.
With this breath of cold air, all I inhaled was the complex and rich stench from the manhole cover.
Sure enough, a few dry heaving sounds followed.
Huangmao had already had the foresight to cover his nose with his sleeve.
"This smell..." Xiao Tang frowned, but her expression was not as exaggerated as those behind her. She looked down, and her expression suddenly became indescribable, just like Guan Hongyan's. "Should we go from here?"
"Yes," Yuan Shanming's face was calm, and he didn't react as much as the people behind him. "I was able to lead many people out of the City of the Dead at night because I usually lead them through this way."
At this point, no matter how disgusting or smelly the sewer is, as long as you can stay alive, it's enough.
Although the people behind him felt disgusted, they also knew that it was much safer to walk from here than on the ground.
Not to mention that the people who followed Yuan Shanming included five or six newcomers who ran out of the elevator shaft with him, as well as many more newcomers and team leaders who suddenly escaped after the undead were led away by Bai Jinshu.
They are only one step away from death and their desire to survive has reached its peak. Let alone escaping from the sewage, if Yuan Shanming said that drinking this thing could stop the undead from chasing them, I'm afraid these people would drink it.
"Brother Yuan, are we waiting for Brother Er?" asked the yellow-haired man.
"We can't waste any more time, let's go," Yuan Shanming shook his head and jumped down first, "The two of them are safer together than us."
In the battle between ghost stories, how could these mortals with flesh and blood possibly compete with a real ghost story that came out from here.
The person who is being chased by a group of strange stories may be much safer than them.
"The smell from the pipe can cover up the smell on humans and stop other undead from chasing us. And there is one advantage of taking the pipe. We can move towards our destination underground." Yuan Shanming jumped down, and the layer of solidified grease shell on the sewage was immediately smashed into a pit by him.
The stench spread even louder. Guan Hongyan almost suspected that Yuan Shanming's sense of smell was broken. He could actually speak without changing his expression in such an environment.
There were quite a few people behind him, so Guan Hongyan gritted her teeth and jumped down as well.
The smell inside the pipe was stronger than the smell on the ground. The sewage had basically submerged him up to the waist. One could see the shells of grease on the water surface if one lowered his head.
At this moment, Guan Hongyan sincerely thanked herself for not having mysophobia and wished she were blind.
There is really everything on this shell.
Xiao Tang jumped down from behind. This girl, like Yuan Shanming, had lost her sense of smell. Although her face showed obvious disgust, she didn't mind breathing in the stench at all when she spoke: "Is this... so big in here?"
Her voice echoed in the pipe for several times.
Only then did Guan Hongyan perk up and look around.
Yuan Shanming indeed had a lot of experience in navigating here. The manhole cover he chose happened to be at the intersection of several pipes. Standing here and looking around, he could see pipes full of sewage leading to different directions.
"Yellow Hair, come down and I'll catch you."
Huangmao jumped down from both sides and was caught by Xiao Tang.
After all of Yuan Shanming's team members went down, it was the turn of the people behind them to go down.
These people were not as clever as Xiao Tang and Guan Hongyan. For a moment, the newcomers jumped into the sewage like dumplings, splashing water everywhere.
Xiao Tang had just helped the yellow-haired man up when a newcomer who jumped down from the side splashed half of his body with water. He was about to look up and curse when another newcomer who jumped down next to him splashed even more dirty water, splashing the man in front of him who had just jumped down and had not yet had time to stand firmly.
What's even more pitiful is that the person coming down later probably didn't land in a good place and stepped on some debris sunk in the sewage pipe. After jumping down, he sprained his ankle, his legs bent downward subconsciously, his body staggered forward, and half of his head sank into the water.
Being so unlucky, Xiao Tang didn't even have the heart to curse.
When I looked up, I saw Yuan Shanming and Guan Hongyan were already standing far away from here, obviously they had anticipated this situation.
"Oh my god..." Xiao Tang twitched his lips, "You didn't even call me!"
She walked towards them quickly, wading through the water.
The newlyweds fell into the sewage one by one, and for a while, all kinds of retching sounds were heard.
As the last leader came down and covered the manhole cover, Yuan Shanming spoke up, "Not many undead know this route. These pipes will lead to different places in the City of the Undead. As long as the noise is not heard by those above, it will be fine. You don't have to follow me from now on."
Most of the people standing here were captured or driven up there by the undead.
The undead will not capture people according to team assignments.
Many newcomers did not stay with their team leaders, and there was also an unlucky team leader who lost all his newcomers. It was considered good enough to be able to save their lives. As for matters such as teammates and team leaders, everyone just wanted to survive tonight first.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they came down, the leader who led everyone into the pipeline began to drive people away. For a moment, many newcomers who had just entered the investment bank didn't know what was going on. Some were caught with the crowd, and some escaped with the crowd. All of them looked helpless and confused.
"I...we don't know the way..." someone said in a low voice, suppressing his nausea.
"It's none of my business if you don't recognize the road," Yuan Shanming shook his head, his tone very cold, "I took a big risk in leading you this way. Once more people know this route, the underground pipelines in the City of the Dead will be unsafe at night. By then, no one will be able to survive at night."
He looked around at everyone's faces and said, "I am only responsible for my team members. You guys should discuss how to go next. We still have our destination, so we'll go first."
After saying this, Yuan Shanming walked away.
Guan Hongyan and Xiao Tang followed behind.
"What are you standing there for? Let's go." Xiao Tang shouted to the yellow-haired man.
"Oh...oh, here it comes!" The yellow-haired man hurried to follow.
Under the gazes of a group of people with different expressions, the four of them gradually walked away.
"Brother Yuan," Huang Mao spoke carefully after walking a distance away, "Just now... why didn't you let them go with us?"
Didn't Yuan Shanming lead a dozen people to hide in the elevator shaft with them?
Why don't you let them come along now?
"This road is different from the previous one. Although few people use the underground pipeline, there are undead who know this road," Yuan Shanming said without turning his head. "There are so many newcomers in that group. Some don't know their place. Some don't know where they are. If I don't say that, everyone will follow us later."
The more people there are, the greater the variables. When more people act together, the goal will also become bigger.
"We have done our best by bringing them here," Xiao Tang nodded and patted Huangmao's shoulder, "If it weren't for Ersi and Brother Yuan, they would have been taken away and eaten by the undead long ago."
"Yeah...that's right." The yellow-haired man reacted quickly. He raised his hand and wanted to nod silently with a bit of embarrassment, but stopped when he realized that his hands were covered in dirty water.
"Then we are safe now. Is Erge okay?"
The only reason they were able to get here was because Ersi lured away all the undead.
"Uh, Ersi..." Yuan Shanming said with a groan, "He should be safer than us."
"Speaking of which..." Xiao Tang suddenly said, "I have a question I've wanted to ask for a long time."
"What?" Guan Hongyan turned her head.
"Have you guys watched the live broadcast?" Xiao Tang looked at everyone, with a very concrete look of confusion on his face, "Why is there suddenly an inexplicable weird talk icon in my live broadcast room?"
"Ah?" Yuan Shanming was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became tense, "You two should take a look!"
"Icon?" Guan Hongyan opened her live broadcast room while looking confused.
There really is an extra icon.
This logo is hung at the very front of all the icons. It is two stick figures that look like people holding hands.
She clicked on the icon curiously, and a line of words popped up on the icon: [Like a shadow] (in progress).
There is only one line of text, and there is no explanation for this thing.
"What is this?" She looked up blankly and saw three other equally confused faces.
*
On the other side of the city, Bai Jinshu was indeed fine at the moment.
The undead rushed forward one after another like moths to a flame. He almost lost his sense of space and time when he chopped them. He just felt like he was being carried along by Huai Jiamu, chopped as he walked.
Along the way, he didn't know whether he was killing more and more undead, or the number of undead following him was gradually decreasing. Slowly, the road ahead, which was blocked by a group of undead rushing towards him and was almost unclear, gradually became clear.
"Hu——" He exhaled lightly and waved his arms forward mechanically.
This time, he swung in vain.
There are no more undead.
They had rushed out from the encirclement of the undead without knowing when.
That's strange.
Normally, if someone can escape from the encirclement, it is because his strength is too strong and causes fear among the pursuers, causing them to give up the pursuit, or because there are too many people surrounded together, and most of the pursuers are surrounding other people, so they let him go actively or passively.
But now, in the former case, because of the buff, the undead behind him would obviously not give up chasing him. The latter was even more outrageous, because they had led all the undead away, and the undead were all coming for him, so how could they surround the others?
The brain, which was already filled with mechanical movements, paused briefly for a few seconds. Bai Jinshu's movements were disrupted by this stagnation and suddenly became chaotic.
"Be careful." The man who was holding him gave him a hand.
With the help of Huai Jiamu, Bai Jinshu finally stood firm again and looked behind him.
The ground was littered with the corpses of the undead, lying on both sides in various shapes, but there was a clear path along the way they had come.
"What about those undead?" He stretched his stiff neck and added, "The ones chasing us?"
"Gone." Huai Jiamu answered very sincerely.
Bai Jinshu took a few seconds to react: "Gone? To find Xiao Tang and the others?"
Otherwise why wouldn't these undeads chase him.
"No," Huai Jiamu answered a little slowly this time. He seemed to sense something before answering, "They are all fine now."
No, there is a problem.
Bai Jinshu looked at Huai Jiamu suspiciously for a few seconds: "What did you do?"
How did he know that Xiao Tang and Guan Hongyan were fine?
He habitually opened the live broadcast room to ask the audience where the other members of the team were now.
Then, Bai Jinshu saw a strange icon appear in his status bar.
"【Shadow Following】... is in progress?" He frowned. "When was this strange story triggered?"
He was sure that there was absolutely no such thing just now.
When he was in the elevator shaft, he opened the live broadcast room several times. Many viewers in the live broadcast room jumped back and forth between his live broadcast room and the live broadcast rooms of newcomers on the platform, reporting to him the situation in the platform.
There was definitely no such thing in the live broadcast room at that time.
Where did this come from?
Why is this weird talk going on?
"...Ahem," a soft cough sounded next to him, "I hung up."
Is it hung from Huaijia wood?
"How could you..." Bai Jinshu looked up and was about to ask how you got involved in the ghost story when he suddenly realized it.
Yes, the identity that Huai Jiamu got this time appeared in a ghost story, so he is also a ghost story, which makes sense, right?
"Wait, so this is your weird story?" he asked in a different way.
"Yes." Huai Jiamu nodded.
Maybe there was too much confusion on Bai Jinshu's face, or maybe there was no one else around, so he explained: "The undead in the City of the Dead chase people in order to get them into their own weird stories. There is a range protection between weird stories. As long as you have an ongoing weird story on you, they can't get close to you and start their own weird story. It's like carrying a subway station with you."
"Most ghost stories gave up the pursuit when they saw that you couldn't get into their own ghost stories. Those who didn't give up the pursuit were all killed."
Bai Jin made it clear that there is a range of protection among ghost stories.
When Yuan Shanming first approached him to talk about Huai Jiamu's peculiarity, he said that the ghost story following him must be very strong because he could use his abilities in other ghost story territories.
"So..." He poked the icon thoughtfully, "What is your weird story about? Following me like a shadow? It's in progress now. How do I complete it?"
"Don't worry about it. This strange story is posted to prevent you from being chased. You don't have to complete it." Huai Jiamu shook his head slightly, "After tonight, you can put this in an ongoing state."
Bai Jin said: "Why do I feel that it is not that simple... You must be hiding something."
He curled the corner of his mouth and looked him up and down, feeling that Huai Jiamu was indeed very strange this time.
It was fine before in Romantic Infection and Skyfall, he didn't know anything about the former, and he couldn't take the initiative to contact the latter. So although everyone's mission was to explore space, he couldn't provide much help in exploration.
But this time, with this identity, he is very familiar with the City of Violence, can trigger and terminate strange stories for newcomers at will, and can also start strange stories within the range of other people's strange stories.
Although their goal this time was not to explore the specific situation of the Novice Village, but now that it had come to this point, Huai Jiamu obviously knew more about the Novice Village than them, and even than the team leader Yuan Shanming.
At least Yuan Shanming has only been familiar with the City of the Dead for more than ten years, but since Huai Jiamu went to the City of Violence, it seemed as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened up, and his familiarity with this place is almost overflowing.
How much does he know about the Novice Village?
Perhaps his eyes were too straightforward, expressing all the unfinished words through his expression. Huai Jiamu thought for a moment and explained, "I really don't know."
"I should be very familiar with this place," he paused, "but I feel that this place is very different from what I remember, and I don't know what's going on."
There are quite a few comments on the barrage:
[I know this, I know this.]
[Because I have been in other ghost stories for too long. 】
[I have never seen this strange icon before. 】
[New here, isn't this guy a newcomer? No wonder I can't find his live studio. ]
[This is a strange story that the anchor brought out from the strange story...]
[If you hadn't said it, I would have almost forgotten that this was a ghost story. He usually follows the anchor, right? ]
[I guess he accidentally walked into someone else's ghost story many years ago, and the host took him out with a welcome message? My memory hasn't recovered in the past few days. 】
[It seems that it has not recovered yet. ]
[What a difficult operation this host is doing...]
【Welcome to the party actually has this function...】
It was already three or four in the morning, but the audience watched a lot of videos at once as if they didn't need to sleep.
Bai Jinshu estimated that Huai Jiamu was not very familiar with his situation. What the barrage said was possible, but it was definitely different from the actual situation.
But he couldn't ask Huai Jiamu directly here whether there was something wrong with your fixed attributes after entering the investment bank, such as becoming incomplete and unable to absorb all the memories of the identity in the copy. He could only put the matter aside for the time being and wait for another opportunity without live broadcast to ask again.
And now...
He glanced at the time: "Where are Xiao Tang and the others? Should we go meet them first? Can you sense their location?"
"I can..." Huai Jiamu hesitated for a rare moment, "But let's not do it, right?"
Bai Jinshu:?
"They are still running for their lives, and the road they are walking on is very difficult to travel," Huai Jiamu said seriously, "It's already four or five in the morning. If you go over to join them, not only will you have to hurry, but you will also attract more undead spirits."
"That's right." Bai Jinshu touched his chin and felt that it made sense.
Yuan Shanming and the others will be killed in the ghost story now, but at least they will not be caught and dragged into the ghost story of the dead. Apart from those who want to drag humans into the ghost story, the rest of the ghost story that is determined to kill the newcomers will not be difficult to deal with with Guan Hongyan and Xiao Tang around.
If he crossed a long distance to meet them at this time and brought a large wave of undead with them, he estimated that Xiao Tang and Guan Hongyan would eat him alive.
"Then now..." He hesitated, "Let's go to the teahouse?"
Yuan Shanming and the others will eventually return to the teahouse. Let's go wait for them under that tree now. We will meet up in the morning.
Huai Jiamu nodded, obviously thinking it was okay.
Although they had just cleared out the undead on the street, as time went by, many more came looking for them. Bai Jinshu took a deep breath, pulled out the knife from his back again, and prepared to go through.
Fortunately, I have this knife.
In the distance, in the sewer, Guan Hongyan sneezed loudly: "Ahem - who is talking about me!"
"Er Si," Xiao Tang cleared the way for Huang Mao, while holding out a hand to support him. "Don't die. If people tell others that you survived the pursuit of the undead and were eventually suffocated to death by the smell in the sewer, that would be too embarrassing, right? Huang Mao?"
"Sister Xiao Tang..." Huang Mao said weakly, "I'm just a little nauseous and want to vomit from the smoke. I'm not going to die here."
"That's too much." Xiao Tang pulled the yellow-haired man to the side, allowing him to avoid a steel bar sticking out from the side. "If you dare to vomit here, I will crush you to death."
The yellow-haired boy said weakly: "Okay... I'll try my best to hold it in..."
Yuan Shanming turned back silently: "In fact, if you speak less, you can breathe less bad air."
Huangmao: “…I’ll try my best.”
Yuan Shanming: "Come on."
Although he could accept walking in the sewage, he actually couldn't accept walking in the fresh vomit of his teammates.
These are two completely different concepts.
*
The next morning, Yuan Shanming and his party climbed out of the manhole cover. Staring at the dazzling morning sun, they walked to the big tree and saw two people vaguely sitting and lying under the tree.
The one lying down is probably Ersi.
Seeing them coming, the sitting Guitan patted Ersi. Ersi opened his eyes and stood up from the ground. The two groups looked at each other.
"You guys..." Bai Jinshu looked at the four people in front of him who were emitting an astonishing stench, and twitched his lips, "What were you doing?"
Xiao Tang was full of disbelief: "I was just about to ask you what you were doing, are you okay with all this blood on your body?"
"It's from the undead." Bai Jinshu looked at the blood on his body. It was probably from the blood splattered when he chopped the undead. "I'm not injured."
After coming all the way here last night, the undead came under the locust tree again, but at that time his hands were really sore from swinging the sword, and Huai Jiamu said he would come when he saw this situation.
Anyway, it wasn't someone else, so Bai Jinshu readily handed the knife in his hand to him, and then leaned against the tree next to him to stretch his shoulders.
During the night, four or five waves of undead came and went. He was really sleepy. With a strange trust in Huai Jiamu, he leaned against the tree and fell asleep soon.
When I woke up again, it was just now.
He didn't originally have so much blood on his body. It seemed that many undead came after he fell asleep and threw themselves into the fire.
Hearing that he was fine, Xiao Tang sighed and said, "Quick, quick, Brother Yuan, take out the soul-returning incense for Sister Hua. I really can't stand it anymore. Can we go back to the teahouse and take a shower?"
"Of course you can," Yuan Shanming replied as he felt around, "but Old Ma might dislike it, and he only has clothes from the last century..."
"Don't even mention the last century, I can accept the ancient century," Guan Hongyan said weakly. "Let me change this outfit quickly..."
"Did you... hide in some garbage dump for the whole night?" Bai Jinshu stood there for a long time, and based on the strange smell, he determined where it came from.
"Congratulations, you got half of it right," Xiao Tang said, sounding like he wanted to die. "We walked in the sewer all night. It was full of sewage. There was a section of the road where the sewage was as high as my neck. If I wasn't so tall, I would have been full by now."
Bai Jinshu: ...
He glanced at Huai Jiamu silently.
Huai Jiamu looked back innocently.
No wonder……
No wonder he tried so hard to stop me from going to find Yuan Shanming and the others yesterday.
He was right to stop it.
Bai Jinshu twitched his lips as he watched Yuan Shanming explaining to Guan Hongyan the precautions on how to use the Soul Returning Incense. His eyes fell on the yellow-haired man again: "What's wrong with him?"
"Oh... I wanted to vomit all night," Xiao Tang answered much faster this time, "but I didn't vomit under the coercion and inducement of the three of us."
Huangmao: "I don't want to vomit after I come out..."
"That's not the case," Xiao Tang shrugged. "If you come out and vomit next to the locust tree, Boss Sun will be furious."
Bai Jinshu: "...I can imagine how wonderful your night was."
"Yours isn't bad either..." Xiao Tang twitched his lips as he looked at the blood all over his body, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, right! Ersi, did you notice last night that a strange talk show called [Like a Shadow] suddenly appeared in your live broadcast room, and then disappeared this morning!"
"That," Bai Jinshu held his forehead with his hand, "that's his weird story."
He pointed at Huai Jiamu behind him and said, "Last night, in order to prevent you from being dragged into the ghost talk of other undead, he marked his ghost talk as ongoing. There is a range protection between ghost talks, so most undead will not get close."
"So that's how it is... We were scared to death," Xiao Tang patted his chest, "You're a really nice person... Uh, you're really good at telling weird stories, huh."
"Huangmao, Xiaotang!" Yuan Shanming shouted, "Let's go!"
"Coming, coming!" Xiao Tang turned around and replied.
Guan Hongyan had disappeared, probably having entered the teahouse. Everyone looked at each other and followed her in.
At this point in the teahouse, the guests were all preparing to trigger the fire. The tables, chairs and benches in the lobby that were used as temporary beds were being put back in place by the waiters and the newcomers. Boss Sun was sitting at the door smoking a pipe in his hand, and was startled to see the six people appear.
"Yuan Shanming?" He stood up and confirmed.
"It's me..." Yuan Shanming said weakly, "Old Sun, do you have any clean clothes? Let's change rooms quickly."
"Where have you been? Oh my God... Hurry up, hurry up, do you hear me?" Boss Sun was startled and quickly shouted behind him, "What happened to you?"
"There was an accident in the subway last night," Yuan Shanming said briefly, "We were trapped in the subway station in the middle of the night. We stayed out all night and came back last night."
Several of the newcomers who were cleaning up the tables, chairs and benches behind him gasped, and one accidentally knocked over the benches and tables in his hands. For a moment, there was a commotion in the lobby.
After this commotion, the way many people looked at them suddenly changed from surprise and disgust to admiration.
This person came back alive directly from the City of the Dead at night!
City of the Dead at Night!
Not to mention that they were covered in blood and stench, just the fact that they were not missing any limbs made them already big shots.
A burst of whispers immediately broke out in the crowd, and Boss Sun's expression became strange.
"There was an incident at the subway station last night?" He was stunned for a moment, "Then where were you the day before yesterday?"
Yuan Shanming was also very surprised: "In B City, don't you know it, Old Sun?"
"No... no," Boss Sun was obviously a little confused. He held his forehead, looked at them with a strange expression, and blinked, "Didn't you come back the day before yesterday?"
"No." Yuan Shanming was stunned.
"Really?" Boss Sun grabbed a waiter nearby and asked, "Did you see Yuan Shanming come back yesterday?"
"Boss Yuan?" The clerk glanced at Yuan Shanming and said in a normal tone, "No, boss."
"Maybe I remembered it wrong?" Boss Sun tapped the back of his head suspiciously. After tapping, he remembered something else. "Oh, by the way, the team you brought back asked me to bring you a message the day before yesterday."
"The team we brought...Shi Pang?" Yuan Shanming thought for a moment.
"Yes, yes, yes, Shi Pang, who is from somewhere else, asked me to bring you a message the day before yesterday." Boss Sun couldn't quite remember Shi Pang's name. "He said if he doesn't come back tonight, he'll bring you a message, saying that if you encounter anything strange, go to Port N to find them."
"Strange things..." Yuan Shanming frowned, "What strange things?"
"I don't know," Boss Sun shrugged, "Anyway, that's what he said. He didn't come back at night."
"Boss Yuan, the hot water is ready," a waiter called out, "We don't have many outer clothes here, so I found a long gown that's similar to your body shape. Is that okay?"
"Okay, I'm coming." Yuan Shanming's thoughts were interrupted and he looked up and agreed.
"N Port..." Guan Hongyan and Bai Jinshu looked at each other.
Shi Pang's team. Rumors about Xu Zichen and Lu Changfeng. And some strange things.
What is this place?
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Damn it, what should N Port be called? (Holding head)
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