Carrying ginger charm down from the mountain, the original house must not go back.

Jin Zuo searched in his mind. Not far from here, there is a small town, which is quite close down the mountain road.

Although there may not be a large hospital, there is no shortage of pharmacies and hotels.

So he thought, with his hands on his back, he could only bite the mountaineering bag with his teeth, and then went to the town step by step.

By zhenzikou, it was already four or five o'clock in the morning.

There was no one on the street. The rain had stopped. There were yellow leaves on both sides of the road. They were washed by the rain at the sewer outlet and piled up in a mess.

Jin Zuo's physical strength is obviously overdrawn.

But the charm of ginger is still burning on his neck.

"To Have you seen it? "

Her voice was weak and low.

"Here we are."

He stood outside a small hotel, relieved at last.

He pushed open the small wooden door and went in. The uncle in front of the counter was sitting on the chair watching the ball. Seeing the guests coming, he subconsciously said:

"the guests are full."

Jin Zuo talks fluently in French. Jiang Fu is confused when she hears that. All she knows is that in the end, the boss agrees to give them a room.

The hotel uncle felt his round belly and took out a bunch of room keys in the cloth bag on the wall.

He quoted a price and motioned Jin Zuo to pay.

Jin left put down Jiang Wu, let her temporarily lie on the side of the broken leather sofa, and then find her wallet in the mountaineering bag.

The hotel uncle is a little impatient. He still has to watch the ball.

Jin Zuo looked for it several times before he remembered that his wallet was still in the car. When he was packing, he only thought about medicine and food. He really left this kind of belongings behind.

He cleared his throat awkwardly.

He lowered his posture and hoped that the boss would let him go up first. He would find a way to solve the problem.

The hotel uncle saw that he was good-looking, and the women on the sofa were beautiful. He knew that they were really in trouble, and they were not scoundrels without money - but with the intention of extortion, he still showed his displeasure. When he glanced at his watch, his eyes lit up.

He doesn't know this brand, but it seems that it's worth a lot of money.

As soon as Jin Zuo looked at his eyes, he knew what he meant.

There's nothing I can't bear. I'm just afraid the watch will flow out and cause trouble.

The hesitation fell in the eyes of the hotel uncle. He took a look at Jiang Wu on the sofa and said with a dry smile:

"your little woman can't wait too long. I'm the only hotel in town. I have to drive three hours to find another one."

Jin Zuo took off his watch and handed it to him.

Take the key, he was about to leave, but the boss held his hand -

"this watch, sir, is the deposit, room fee and meal fee, you still have to pay separately, but I can extend the time for a few days, I believe that a gentleman like you will not breach the contract."

He showed his teeth a smile, greedy eyes let Jin left heart hate.

Without saying anything, Jin Zuo broke the man's hand and said to him in Chinese:

"I'm afraid you can't afford this wealth."

In his uncle's muddled expression, he has a gloomy face and carries Jiang Fu on the sofa again.

Around the counter, he was about to go upstairs when he saw the TV cut the news from the ball game, which attracted the innkeeper's disgust.

The news is about the shooting after the wedding of the century.

Jin's left eyes darkened. He looked at the electric box on his right and cut off the power line of the TV with a Swiss knife.

In the yelling of the innkeeper, he went up the old wooden ladder to the third floor, and then opened a door at the end.

As soon as the door opened, a cloud of dust came.

Jin Zuo couldn't help but utter a rude remark -

the Grand Prince of Jin's group, he was forced to this point, and he firmly wrote down the debt.