"Okay, boss lady, just do what my grandfather said!"

At this time, Zhao Ying chuckled softly. How could he not understand the old man’s thoughts?

If the person who used Dugu Nine Swords really lived here before, and if he disturbed him suddenly, he would definitely get disgusted by the other party, which would be detrimental to them.

But if I booked the entire hotel, wouldn’t I be able to find out the news about that person in a legitimate way?

"This...well that."

Xiao's mother hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed.

After all, this is what the customer means. She is a businessman who opens the door and has reminded her that the other party still wants this, then she can't keep money from making money, right?

"By the way, boss lady, are there other people living in this hotel now?"

After entering the house, Mr. Zhao asked casually or unintentionally.

"Well, there is a young man, but don't worry, that young man never makes a noise, and he locks himself in the room and doesn't come out very much, so you don't have to worry."

Xiao's mother nodded and quickly explained.

To be honest, she was really afraid that these people would drive people away because they booked the hotel.

After all, no matter what, Yang Xiaole came first.

"Well, can I go and visit him? We have been neighbors these two days, so it's not too much to contact each other, right?"

At this time, Mr. Zhao showed a smile and spoke to Xiao’s mother.

"Uh, this doesn't count if I say it. He lives in the innermost room of the corridor over there. Now he should be at home. If you want to know each other, go by yourself. I won't get involved. I'll make the bed for you!"

Immediately, Xiao's mother showed a hint of embarrassment and pointed to the room where Yang Xiaole was at, at Mr. Zhao and others.

Since the other party can't drive people away, Xiao's mother is much more relieved.

Moreover, although the old man in front of him was carrying a bodyguard when he went out, he didn't look like a bad person, so he naturally had no warning.

At this time, Mr. Zhao and Zhao Ying came to Yang Xiaole's room and knocked on the door.

As for the four bodyguards, they were ordered by Mr. Zhao to rest in the room. If they were scared, they thought they would be

If you are here to find trouble, then something is going to be a big deal.

"Who?"

At this time, Yang Xiaole was reading a book in the room, studying how to earn merit value. Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the door and subconsciously turned his head and asked.

Could it be that those gangsters have come back to take revenge?

"My friend, I am also a guest in this hotel. Now we are the two of us living in the entire hotel. Old man, I am very lonely. Can I talk to you?"

At this time, Mr. Zhao stood at the door and answered to Yang Xiaole inside the door.

"All right."

Hearing the voice of an old man outside, Yang Xiaole was sure that the other party would not part with him to take revenge. Moreover, it was really boring to stay alone in this room now. If someone chatted and wasting his loneliness would be a good choice.

Immediately, Yang Xiaole stood up and opened the door.

After seeing two people outside the room, I was puzzled, what was happening with these two people, one old and one young?

"Hahaha, my friend, don't you invite us in and sit down?"

At this time, Mr. Zhao looked familiar and spoke to Yang Xiaole.

"Hahaha, if you don't dislike me, please come in."

Yang Xiaole nodded, made a call to the two of them, and then poured two glasses of water in disposable cups.

The room is not narrow, but after sitting for three people, it seems that there is a lack of space.

"Well, I wonder if you two are coming, what's wrong?"

At this time, Yang Xiaole scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. The old and the young man sat in his room and stopped talking. This felt a little weird.

"Hahaha, my friend, there is nothing else. When we passed by, we saw you bravely fighting over the more than thirty gangsters alone, we seemed to be using swordsmanship?"

After a pause, Mr. Zhao continued to speak: "My favorite is also ancient martial arts, so I come to make friends with my friends, please don't mind!"

"Hahaha, so that's it. It's just some fancy moves, and it's not enough to be on the table, which makes the old man laugh!"

Yang Xiaole chuckled softly, but his eyes unconsciously looked at the two of them.

Although this old man is now

It looks like he has a weak step, but his palms are full of calluses. He looks like a trainer, but now he seems to be suffering from illness.

Otherwise, the body wouldn't look so weak.

As for that woman, she looks over twenties, but she doesn’t have a trace of fat all over her body, which is obviously the result of long-term exercise.

So there is no need to think that both grandparents and grandson must be both warriors. Seeing the exquisiteness of their swordsmanship, they either want to compete with them or want to come to learn two moves with them.

There is no other way.

"No, no, no, I'm alone in defeating more than 30 thugs with kung fu foundations. This is a serious real kung fu. If it's a fancy move, how should we deal with ourselves?"

At this time, Mr. Zhao waved his hand gently, his face full of nonchalance.

He thought that if he had been like a thug before he got sick, even if he had 300 more, he would not be his opponent, but after all, he was already a serious warrior.

But the young man in front of him had no martial arts aura all over his body, which means that the other party might be just an ordinary person, and he had just taught a few sword moves.

But it is precisely because of this that the exquisiteness of those sword moves further illustrates the way, which makes Mr. Zhao yearn for it even more.

"By the way, my friend, my surname is Zhao. This is my granddaughter Zhao Ying. I wonder what you should call me. Do you have parents at home?"

At this time, Mr. Zhao asked Yang Xiaole as if he had remembered something.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhao, Yang Xiaole is here. He has parents at home, but now he cannot meet because of some special reasons."

Yang Xiaole chuckled softly and answered to Mr. Zhao.

"Oh? Then, I wonder how old I am this year and whether I will be married?"

Then, Mr. Zhao asked again.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhao, I'm on the 25th of this year, but now my family has already married four beautiful wives."

When Yang Xiaole saw Mr. Zhao's burning eyes, he immediately understood and answered.

"What? Do you have four wives?"
Chapter completed!