Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Although he spoke in a low voice, the listening slave still caught it and walked over to whisper in Yin Qiaomu's ear.

Yin Qiaomu was about to go upstairs to the private room. When he heard Tingnu's words, he sneered, "You don't know how to live or die!"

He doesn't care, but he can't insult Master and Xiaohua!

Walking over slowly, Hei Xia Zi and the little brother looked like evil spirits, one with a smile on his face, the other cold and silent.

Mr. Jie was not a fool. He understood that his friend's words were heard.

However, he didn't think that Yin Qiumu would be so reckless. After all, he was an elder of the Xie family.

But he still had to give him face, so he stood up and bowed, "I have long heard of this young master's name, and now I see that he is indeed a hero at a young age."

Yin Qiaomu was three meters away from him and didn't say anything.

He smiled and pulled out the whip stick. "You talk too much!"

He swung the whip and hit the talkative guy hard, leaving him half dead and throwing him against the pillar.

Mr. Xie was shocked. “You!”

"What do you mean by 'you'? You dare to talk nonsense on my territory? Do you have a brain?"

The guys behind Erye Jie, probably fearing that Erye wouldn't die fast enough, all picked up their guns and pointed them at Yin Qiumu.

Mr. Xie was so angry that he fell backwards, and hurriedly pressed his hands down, "Put down the gun!"

Everyone in the Crescent Hotel fell silent. They thought, you must be joking. You are stupid, but we are smart!

They all made room for the stick slaves to avoid getting in the way during their fight.

Luo Que and Qingniao were holding submachine guns. When they saw their young master's smile, they had an idea in their minds.

He exchanged a glance with Bluebird, then picked up his submachine gun and started firing.

As soon as Mr. Xie turned around to apologize, he could no longer speak.

The people in the hall and on the second floor pretended not to see anything. What a big deal. It was Mr. Jie's own fault.

"Clean it up. Cut off the tongue of the guy lying there and sew up his mouth. Make him into a human pig."

"I haven't been like this for a long time. I'm like a human pig!"

Yin Qiaomu turned around and clasped his fists. "I'm sorry to scare you all. The chips at the Crescent Hotel are 30% less today. I'll take this as compensation for you all."

"No problem, no problem!"

"The young master is really courageous, quite like the Yin family!"

"Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah..."

Yin Qiaomu just smiled and went up to the second floor. Hei Xiazi scratched his ears and said, "These people are really good at talking. I am so fed up with them."

Then he looked at Zhang Qiling and pinched the boy's shoulders with both hands, "Dumb! You are still the best!"

Zhang Qiling slapped Hei Xiazi's hand away with disgust, and a hint of disgust appeared on his cold face.

Yin Qiaomu laughed out loud, "Hahahaha! You can actually roll your eyes, little brother! Hei Xiazi, you are such a talent!"

Seeing that he was happy, Hei Xiazi hugged him and smiled, "Young Master, you have the wisdom to recognize heroes. I, a blind man, am a talent that you can use!"

Yin Qiaomu also slapped his hand away in disgust, "Come on, you must have collected money from more than just me for this trip to the Seven Star Lu Palace."

The sound of people bidding up prices downstairs was endless. Hei Xiazi seemed to be unaware of the embarrassment and changed the subject: "Who is richer, the Xinyue Hotel or the Jie family?"

Yin Qiumu sat down and the waiter slowly began to serve the dishes.

"The Crescent Hotel and the Jie family can be considered equally matched, but the Jie family is not united, so the Crescent Hotel is superior."

Yin Qiaomu looked at him in confusion and said, "Hey, Master Hei, you can't be considered rich, but you can't be that poor. You're almost obsessed with money."

When asked this question, the young man couldn't help but turn his head and look at Hei Xia Zi.

Hei Xiazi just laughed and said, "I just like looking at that string of numbers. It's so interesting!"

Yin Qiaomu curled his lips in disdain, and the young man turned his head away.

The noise of adding bets downstairs was getting louder and louder. Hei Xiazi pointed at the bell and said to Yin Qiaomu coquettishly, "I want to try it too~ But I don't have any money~"

Yin Qiaomu trembled for a while. "Hey! Speak properly, it's so disgusting."

"You can play if you want."

Hei Xia Zi smiled naively, but his hands moved very quickly, pulling the bell several times.

Then Yin Qiaomu slowly said, "Deduct it from the balance of your salary. Oh, you haven't paid the rent yet!"

Hei Xiazi stood there stiffly, and turned his head slowly. "Young Master, how can you say such cold words with such a warm mouth!"

"I am still blind as to whether I am your dear!"

Yin Qiaomu took a sip of the snow-capped tea and exclaimed, "Great tea!"

Unable to withstand Hei Xia Zi's scorching gaze, she pushed his head away and said, "Did you see that foreigner? He's very rich. Let's see how much you can get back."

Hei Xia Zi narrowed his eyes and felt a chill in his heart when he saw Jude Kao's face clearly.

Damn it! I took a small job and my young master found out!

Hei Xiazi took out his cell phone and said, "Ah? You said we should leave now! Okay, I'll be there right away!"

He hung up the phone pretentiously, looking embarrassed and saying, "I'll go and earn the rent for you. I really can't bear to leave you!"

A big hug!