demon godfather

"Oh, what are you talking about? This is not blood, it's just rust and stains. This room has not been lived in for a long time, and the bathroom has not been used for too long, and even the water pipes are rusted."

After discovering that the shower in the bathroom would spray "blood", Chris called the waiter at the front desk of the hotel.The waiter said so after checking the water pipes in the bathroom.

"Just put the water in for a while. Here, you see, it's all right now."

The waiter turned on the faucet and let the water run for a few minutes. The color of the flowing water became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into clear water.

She turned off the faucet and shook the water off her hands. "I'm really sorry, our business here is very poor, the equipment has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are always problems of one kind or another. Scared you?"

"No." Chris replied calmly.Dominic only wore a bath towel around his waist, hid behind Chris, and secretly looked at the waiter over his boyfriend's shoulder, with a look of distrust.

Chris asked the waiter: "You are the only employee here?"

"Yes. This hotel was originally run by my own family. Because of the poor business conditions, I had to dismiss other employees."

"Wouldn't it be tiring for you to manage the entire hotel by yourself?"

"Hehe, no, there are no customers anyway." The tone of the waitress and hotel owner was a bit self-defeating.

"Oh..." Chris nodded, "What's your name?"

"My name is Moira."

"Moira. Thank you very much."

"Hehe, you're welcome. If you encounter any problems, just come to me. I'll be downstairs."

Dominic watched Moira vigilantly, and waited for her to leave the guest room and the sound of her footsteps disappeared on the stairs before coming out from behind Chris.

"This hotel is horrible," he said emphatically, "in every sense of the word."

"Why do you want to be a witcher if you are so timid?"

Dominic raised his eyebrows: "No one stipulates that being a demon hunter must be bold!"

"Are you still taking a shower?"

Dominic curled his lips, expressing his disdain for Chris' poor skill in changing the subject.

"No more washing!"

"As for it? It's just a dilapidated bathroom, not a gas chamber in a Nazi concentration camp."

"You love cleanliness so much, you've washed it!"

So Chris obediently went to take a shower.When he lay down on the bed $, Dominic immediately came over.He was not wearing anything, and the towel had been thrown away somewhere long ago.

"Go, go. You haven't showered, don't touch me." Chris pushed him away.

Dominic snorted and covered his head with the quilt aggrievedly.Chris lay helplessly on his back for a while, and finally turned over compromised, and took Dominic into his arms.Even if he couldn't see it, he could think on his knees that Dominic must be smiling like a Cheshire cat now.

Chris was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but Dominic was very energetic. He had taken a nap in the car just now, and now he is not tired at all.They lay there for more than ten minutes, and Dominic suddenly pushed Chris.Chris $S$ was half asleep and half awake, but now he woke up suddenly.

"What for?" he asked.

"Listen!" Dominic said slyly.

The soundproofing of the motel is not very good. They heard the voices of a man and a woman from the room 202$ next door, but they couldn't hear what they said clearly.The man and the woman were talking, their voices suddenly changed, the woman groaned obscenely, and the man roared excitedly, the sound of the two people's intertwined voices was also mixed with the violent vibration of the bed board. The sound of creaking and slapping the flesh.

Dominique blushed when he heard the midnight passion battle next door.He pushed Chris, rubbing his knee against his thigh.

"Should we also...?"

"No." Chris refused curtly, turning his back on him.

"Are you impotent?!" Dominic was so angry that he threw off the quilt, jumped up like a rabbit, straddled Chris, and put his left hand between his legs, where it was already hard.

"Hmph... Prudish... I'm not hard..." Dominic snorted and laughed twice, then bowed his head to kiss Chris.Chris opened his mouth slightly, intertwined with him, then turned his head away, panting and said, "Wait a minute."

The fierce battle next door is in full swing, and the hero and heroine's shouts of screaming almost knocked off the roof of the house.Dominic couldn't wait, so he reached out to grab Chris's underwear.Chris opened his hand and said seriously, "Don't you think it's weird?"

"What's weird?"

"next door."

"What's so strange about this kind of thing? I think you are! When did you become an ascetic?"

"Think about it carefully." Chris pouted, "We only saw one car outside the hotel, it was a delivery truck, it should be used by the people of the hotel, that is to say, the hotel is now apart from us, There should be no other guests. So who is the person next door?"

Dominique thought for a while: "Maybe they didn't drive?"

"Are you serious? This kind of wilderness? It's too far for me to drive here, let alone without a car."

"Could it be that Moira and her boyfriend are using the room next door to run errands?"

"Didn't Moira say that she was the only employee in the entire hotel? Where did that man come from?"

"Why are you suspicious?" Dominic was very upset, "Maybe that man is not a hotel employee, Moira brought her boyfriend to the hotel for the night, and took the hotel's truck, so there are no other cars outside, that can be said OK!"

Chris glanced at him, picked up the phone on the bedside table, dialed the number of the main station, and pressed speakerphone.The phone rang twice and was picked up. "What's the matter?" Moira's languid voice came from the speaker.

At the same time, the woman next door was still yelling.

Dominic gives Chris a look in disbelief.The latter said leisurely, "Miss Moira, I want to order a wake-up call."

"No problem. What time is it tomorrow?"

"Eight in the morning."

"Ok."

"Thanks."

Chris hung up the phone and looked at Dominic with a "told you earlier" look.

"This...how is this possible?!" Dominic's hair stood on end, and the old $[-] also froze in fright, "Moira is at the front desk, and the person next door...who is it? Is it true that I said, this hotel What's in it...?"

"Go and see and you'll know."

They quickly put on their clothes, opened the gift bag, and took out two guns, a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol.Dominique deftly filled the revolver with six special bullets, while Chris screwed the silencer on the pistol.Only then did they show their professionalism and tacit understanding as demon hunters.

They went out and came to the next door.Chris exchanged a look with Dominic, hid the pistol behind his back, knocked on the door with the other hand, and shouted: "It's so noisy! Dogs and girls! Keep your voice down!"

The movement in the room did not decrease at all. I don't know if I didn't hear the protests outside at all, or I ignored them on purpose.

Chris made a gesture, meaning to let Dominic stand guard here, and he turned over from the balcony to have a look.Dominique nodded and opened the safety of the revolver.The revolver was filled with three iron bullets and three silver bullets, all of which had been consecrated on the altar, no matter if the opponent was a ghost, a monster, or a demon, they could make them unable to eat and walk around.

Dominique waited for less than a minute before the door opened.He was startled, and quickly raised his gun, but it was Chris who opened the door.

"Huh! I was scared to death!" Dominique lowered his gun, "Why are you? Where are the couple of dogs and men inside?"

Chris shrugged. "No one at all."

"Then what did we hear?"

Dominic ducked into the room.The room was dark except for the TV that was on.The TV is very old, and it is still the kind of black box with a big head, and it is playing a love $ action movie, and now it is just at the climax.

"Damn it, it's not a real person, it's playing АV! Is this what we heard just now?" Dominique was dumbfounded.

"Yes. But there is one thing that is very strange. This room is obviously unoccupied, but why is the TV turned on?"

"Maybe the tenant in front forgot to turn it off, and Moira didn't check it at all? From her lazy look, she probably wasn't serious about business at all. It could also be that Moira sneaked in to see it as a $ In the end, I carelessly forgot to turn off the TV. The facilities in this hotel are very old, and they don’t use the system of inserting cards to get electricity, but ordinary circuits and keys. Forgetting to turn off electrical appliances is probably very common.”

Dominique said, touching the light switch on the wall.As soon as the light came on, he let out a heart-piercing scream, and the whole person hung on Chris again.

"Chris, you lied! You lied to me!" he yelled, "Didn't you say that there is no one in the room? What is that on the bed? Don't say that a corpse is not a person!"

There was a woman lying on the big bed in the room.She was wearing white pajamas, the hem was pulled up to her waist, and she was naked; her hair was disheveled, her eyes were round, her pupils were already cloudy, her face was distorted, her mouth was slightly open, and half of her tongue was exposed. There are pinch marks in the shape of fingers, obviously strangled to death!

Chris didn't understand, so: "What are you talking about? There's nothing on the bed!"