Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 242: Entrance of the sewer

"Well...guest, what are you going to talk about?" Although Xiaodie was full of doubts, after all, Qi Lin is now her gold master, and she still sat down on the edge of the bed very obediently.

"Talk...what to talk..." Qi Lin was a bit confused for a while. He had been a mercenary for most of his life and had been born and died several times, but Qi Lin had no idea how to chat with a girl.

Even if it's just delaying time, Qi Lin doesn't know what to say. You can't talk to the other person. Do you like the 7.62mm wool caliber or the 5.56mm NATO caliber?

"Ah? What did you say about the guest?" Xiaodie was a little puzzled. In her eyes, this guest was a little bit weird. Her stubborn manner was a bit like a big boy who was just beginning to love her.

But this is a kiln. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want... Or is there any special hobby of this guest?

Xiaodie was still thinking wildly, but Qi Lin suddenly stepped up to her and hit her on the back of the neck with a palm knife.

Before Fluttershy reacted, she felt her neck sore, and she fell forward softly.

Qi Lin's power was controlled just right, not only would it not kill her, but also could make this girl unconscious for several hours.

Rather than making excuses to distract people, it's better to just stop doing it and fainting.

He stretched out his hand to wrap Xiaodie's fallen body in his arms, Qi Lin smoothly wiped the girl's waist with oil, and stretched out his hand to pinch the other party's soft chest.

"One thousand points, I touched a few, it's too expensive." Qi Lin sighed, put the girl's body on the bed, pulled off the pillowcase, and stuffed it into Xiaodie's mouth.

Then, he tore off the sheets again, and tore them into strips of cloth, binding the girl firmly.

At this moment, there was a "click" suddenly heard behind him, Qi Lin, with a sharp spirit, subconsciously reached into his jacket and grasped the handle of the pistol.

Turning his head, he found that it was the middle-aged bustard who came in by pushing the door, carrying a large pot of clean drinking water in his hands.

Unexpectedly, this old bustard is quite fat, walking like a ghost, without the slightest footsteps-this means that the other party is probably also an evolutionary.

Seeing the sheets twisted into a rope in his hand and the Fluttershy, who was firmly **** face down, the old bustard froze at first, and then immediately showed an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Unexpectedly, guests like to play with this~ This is your water~ I won't bother you~" As he said, the old bustard put the kettle in his hand on the shelf by the door, and walked out with a smile .

"Huh..." Qi Lin breathed out, then as if thinking of something, he suddenly cursed: "Cooper, I didn't pay attention. You must have heard the footsteps of this old bustard, why are you? Don’t remind me?"

"Master, I think that what you are doing is hit by the other party, but it can form a perfect illusion, making the other party think that you like this abusive gameplay. In this case, once you leave, the woman will advance Wake up, the struggling movement will not attract the old bustard, so I chose not to remind you.” Cooper said confidently.

"Well, you won."

Qi Lin said silently, and then tied the girl's hands and feet with the rope that was torn and twisted on the bed sheet, and then stood up and walked to the door.

First, he drank the pot of water all at once, then Qi Lin put his ear on the door of the room.

It was quiet outside, only the noise on the first floor and the intermittent groans from the next room were faintly heard.

Qi Lin tiptoedly opened the door, then activated the dynamic disguise, then turned around and closed the private room door.

There was no one in the hallway. The old bustard should have returned to the door of the clubhouse to greet the guests. Qi Lin looked around for a week, then pressed against the wall and slowly moved down the stairs.

Although the dynamic camouflage will inevitably show some fluctuations in light and shadow when moving, this small flaw is inconspicuous in a dimly lit clubhouse. Unless someone is close to within one meter, you will find it like a chameleon. Qi Lin posted on the wall.

There are more players on the first floor than on the second floor. From time to time, players come and go in and out of the lobby. Whenever a girl is selected and the price is negotiated, those people will put their arms around the girl’s shoulders and walk deep into the lobby. Go, there are small compartments separated by wooden boards. In each compartment there is only a narrow single bed. At the door of the compartment, there is only a dark curtain.

Moaning, gasping, rubbing, crunching and shaking of the bed board... even the crackling of water, not only Qi Lin, who has super high perception attributes, but also those players who walk into the clubhouse. It's clear-it's just that this way, it actually played a role in stimulating consumption from the side.

Most of the male players who came in heard the "symphony" played inside, and most of their breath became heavy instantly, and small tents were immediately set up on their pants.

Qi Lin carefully moved from the stairway to the edge of the lobby. There is no floor in the lobby, but the most primitive cement floor. So you can see at a glance that the entrance to the sewer is not in the lobby~ IndoMTL. com~ In this way, the entrance is probably under the bedboard of one of those compartments.

"This is in trouble..." Qi Lin sighed inwardly, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and move along the aisles in the middle of the cubicles.

The business of this "Shenhui Senior Leisure Center" seems to be quite hot. Most of the compartments are filled with guests and female players who are doing business. The war in the West District not only did not bring any impact here, Instead, it sent a large number of customers here.

Qi Lin crouched halfway, while advancing, looking for the entrance to the sewer through the gap under the curtain.

Qi Lin is suddenly very glad that he has only one person to act. Otherwise, if he is seen by others, it would be so insignificant...

"Found it!"

At the middle section of the aisle, Qi Lin finally saw a round manhole cover covered with rust and a diameter of about one meter under a compartment-this is the entrance to that sewer!

However, above this entrance, the single bed was shaking violently, as if it was going to fall apart at any time. It seemed that the "battle" inside had just reached a white-hot stage.

Although it seems very wicked to do this, time is running out, and Qi Lin can't wait until the two inside are finished, so he has to lift a corner of the curtain and sneak in.

The space in the cubicle is really small. A single bed occupies almost 80% of the space. Two white fleshy bodies are entangled in the bed.

"Fortunately, it won't really have a needle eye, buddy, I'm sorry..." Qi Lin sighed, removed the dynamic disguise, and patted the man on the shoulder on the bed. ...