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The moment the power went out in the hotel, the male waiter quickly darted into the kitchen during the darkest time.

The kitchen faced the direction of the backyard, with a series of windows that let in faint light, enough to make out numerous silhouettes.

But because the area was crowded and the terrain complex, the male waiter managed to sneak into the cold storage room through the chaos and took out the item he was tasked with retrieving.

After a moment's consideration, the male waiter decided to hide the object upstairs.

Since the second and third floors were surely already searched, only the hotel lobby remained, and fortunately, the military was set to search the ground floor last.

The male waiter tiptoed up the stairs when suddenly, a loud bang echoed from the second floor!

It was a gun!

That shot seemed like a signal, as continuous gunfire began to erupt in the darkness, carrying a faint scent of blood that wafted through the air.

Then, chaotic footsteps were heard from the third-floor corridor.

The male waiter hid at the entrance to the first-floor stairway, watching figures dash toward the second-floor hallway, and then, the fierce gun battle that had just taken place quieted down.

But he knew there would probably be an even more intense struggle soon!

The big shots were really playing a dangerous game.

Initially, he intended to hide the object in the hotel's office, but considering the current situation... once things settled down, the second floor would probably become a priority search area.

The male waiter turned and continued walking upstairs, listening to the gunfire resuming below while pondering where to stash the object.

At that moment, he saw the open door of room 303.

...

Room 303.

The room seemed to have been thoroughly searched; the bed and the couch were dismantled, even the toilet wasn't properly reassembled.

So, it was unlikely to be checked a second time.

Even if there was a possibility, such as the opposition thinking, "The suspect would consider this place secure and thus hide the object here," there is a saying that the most dangerous place is the safest!

What if they also thought no one would hide anything here?

Under infinite recursive assumptions, this place was actually pretty safe.

The male waiter lifted the toilet seat and placed a tightly wrapped bag of frozen goods inside.

He did not bother to fix the already loose toilet seat properly but left it loosely in place; afterward, he carefully cleaned any traces he might have left.

After doing all this, he looked around the place with some unease.

It should be okay, right?

It should be fine!

The male waiter convinced himself with these few words and turned to head back to the hotel lobby when, the next moment—

A gust of wind rushed at him!

Hisss!

A blade narrowly grazed his neck and embedded itself in the wall behind him, the sensation of near-death chilling him to the bone in that instant!

The male waiter swallowed hard and, regaining his senses, stumbled back into the room, his face a picture of terror as he looked at the shadowy figure that had appeared out of nowhere!

When had this person charged at him?

How had he only felt the danger when the figure was nearly upon him?!

The male waiter retreated several steps frantically, eventually tumbling to the floor.

Although he was in the body of a grown man, he was still very frail, in other words, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Moreover, he hadn't even detected the speed at which this person had appeared!

So after comparing the strength between them, he concluded he was likely no match.

Male Waiter: ... I'm screwed.

"Is someone there?"

Suddenly, another person walked by the doorway, looking into the room.

The adjutant glanced at the door number, recognizing it as Doctor Kong's former room, and immediately assumed Doctor Kong must have left something behind, which was why he had charged in.

Because now someone else had invaded the room!

Where was the object?

Is the object still here?!

In an instant, the adjutant's eyes filled with a murderous intent!

…

Xu Shuo remained silent, giving the male waiter a meaningful look, and put away the fruit knife.

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If he could not kill, it only meant the opponent's strength level was above his or that they possessed some kind of skill to dodge the attack. Coupled with the almost instinctual impulse from before, Doctor Chu might have just encountered a "familiar face."

However, this person was definitely not Luo Kun.

Not to mention the completely different modus operandi, Luo Kun was only at level one and definitely couldn't mix into this scenario yet.

So, Xu Shuo calmed down.

"What are you doing in my room?" he subsequently asked.

"Huh?"

After a moment of confusion, the male waiter quickly got up and asked incredulously, "You're saying this room is yours?"

A room in such disarray could still accommodate someone?!

In the darkness, the male waiter scrutinized the young man's face.

Although there were some changes to this face, it wasn't so different as to render him unrecognizable; rather, it could be said that the other party looked less mature and refined than before, and more dangerous.

The male waiter soon remembered that at dusk, when the upper floors were searched, this guest had arrived at the front desk with a suitcase to ask about something.

Was that when he changed rooms?

Wait, if the person had already changed rooms, there was no reason for him to come back at this time.

Unless something had been left behind here.

Wasn't he then, appearing here at this moment...

Realizing the issue, cold sweat slowly trickled down the forehead of the male waiter.

Xu Shuo looked at him with profound significance.

The murderous intent emitted by the adjutant was almost solidifying, and the heavy atmosphere flowed in the silent room.

Four sharp finger knives were clenched between his fingers, shining with a cold edge under the faint light coming through the window.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

With just one glance, it felt as if one's neck had already been slashed open.

Immediately after, the male waiter unconsciously glanced at the young man's thigh.

The knife that had almost reached his throat just now seemed to have been casually slipped into his pocket by the other party when he came in, although he really wanted to comment on how brave this brother was.

But it seemed inappropriate in this situation.

He is dangerous!

So, the male waiter immediately raised his hands: "I really didn't do anything! I didn't take anything! I didn't see anything!"

The adjutant sneered, "It doesn't matter."

Anyway, anyone who has seen them must die now.

The male waiter's complexion changed, and his entire body leaped backward like a spring, evading the sudden attack from the adjutant!

If it had been just one person, he might have been able to cope, since even if he couldn't beat them, escaping wouldn't be a problem. But now there were two of them!

One can hardly fight against overwhelming odds!

The male waiter fended off the fierce onslaught from the adjutant, warily watching for another person at the door, but after a long vigil, the other did not join the fight.

Was he there to prevent escape?

But in fact, if need be, he could still jump out the window!

The adjutant's combat style was fast, harsh, and accurate. However, he now discovered that although this hotel server was not strong, his speed was comparable to his own, and just like a monkey, he was impossible to catch!

Wasting even one more second would not be good for them!

In his heart, the adjutant was also puzzled. Why hadn't Doctor Kong come to help yet?

They needed to deal with this accident quickly, take the object and leave. If they delayed further, the military's main force might arrive!

However, when he glanced back—

He saw the young man leisurely leaning against the doorframe, his gaze on the corridor outside, paying no attention to the fight happening in the room!

Question marks popped up above the adjutant's head.