Chapter 575 Ablation 28

game day nineteen

9 am

Everyone on the eighth floor of the hotel packed up their things, put on protective clothing, packed some necessary supplies in their backpacks, and was ready to go.

The only one who felt strange during the process was Zhang Zedong. He found that the room they used to store food was much less.

Master Fu sent people to collect the supplies. He didn't know exactly what was there, but he could still feel the quantity.

Only Master Fu and Fu An'an had entered this room before.

So these things must have been taken away by them.

But when they came out empty-handed...

Space props!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zedong became a little excited.

Some members were lucky enough to be matched with Fu Ye and Fu An'an before. According to their dictation, that game was the most comfortable round they passed.

Not only easy, safe, but comfortable!

Even for seasoned reserve dealer players, it is good to be able to get through it safely, and such things as comfort are almost unthinkable.

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

Everyone's faces were full of anger and disbelief.

"Is this how your hotel treats guests? Complain, I will definitely complain!"

"The cooks are gone? They're taking all the food? What do you want us people to do?"

"Do you still have a work ethic?"

...

It was notified early in the morning that the chefs had all run away. The customers who were informed of the situation were first stunned, and then surrounded the rest of the hotel staff and questioned them fiercely.

The rest of the hotel staff were also confused.

My colleagues fled one after another, which made the hotel staff panic. At this time, they don't know whether it's right or wrong for them to stay and work, and they can't answer customers' inquiries.

Fu An'an and the others came down just in time to see this scene.

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

"Oh, wait!

Are you leaving too? "

The manager of the hotel looked at them and asked quickly.

Now the acid rain is endless, but one or two have to leave, are they crazy?

"right."

Zhang Zedong nodded.

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

"What's in your backpack?"

"Wouldn't it be like the escaped chef who took away the hotel's supplies?"

"How can I do that? A lot of supplies have been stolen by chefs, and now the rest belong to all of us."

...

Everyone said one sentence and one sentence, and almost everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

With anger at the chef leaving without saying goodbye, he looked at them as if he was a heinous sinner who monopolized supplies.

"If you want to leave, you can leave the supplies you smuggled away."

Some of them spoke.

"right!"

Immediately someone joined in,

"Please open the backpack for inspection, please don't take anything that is not yours."

"This is our own material." Zhang Zedong has seen this kind of situation a lot, and he smiled disdainfully.

"Don't make any crooked ideas, you can't afford it."

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

A strong and strong man stood up and stopped them with a few younger brothers. The rest of the people silently expressed their support to the big man.

Interests automatically divided them into two camps.

There are many people in the hotel, but few of them. Even though Fu Yizhi and the others don't seem easy to mess with, the advantage of numbers gives the other people in the hotel a lot of confidence.

"Either pack down and leave.

Or leave all your backpacks and clothes behind, and I will let you go out naked. "