950: C950 This Is a Trap

C950 This Is a Trap

"But it's not bad." Zheng Hao nodded and said.

Inoue Sora drove the car into the hotel and stopped in front of a small building.

"Mr. Zheng, let's get out of the car." Inoue Sora said.

"Yes."

Zheng Hao followed Inoue Sora out of the car.

The two of them entered the small building. There was still a reception desk on the first floor, but it wasn't considered big.

Inoue Sora went to the reception desk to get the room key. She said to Zheng Hao, "Mr. Zheng, please come with me."

Zheng Hao followed Inoue Sora upstairs.

The building was only four stories high, but it also had an elevator.

The reserved room was on the top floor, the fourth.

When he came out of the elevator, Zheng Hao noticed that there seemed to be only one suite on the fourth floor.

"Mr. Zheng, this is a presidential suite. I hope you like it." Inoue Sora introduced the door to Zheng Hao and then used her room card to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the lights in the room came on.

The interior of the house was lavishly decorated.

The hall was very large, at least sixty to seventy square meters. Other than a set of sofas and luxurious audiovisual equipment, there was also a specially created dance floor. There were also colored lanterns above the dance floor.

In addition to the two bedrooms, the apartment also had an entertainment lounge.

Zheng Hao felt quite satisfied with the result.

"Not bad. It's a pity that the room is a bit big. I live alone, so it's a bit of a waste." "Zheng Hao said with a smile.

"I can also accompany you." Inoue Sora said in a charming voice.

"Is that so? I feel like there are uninvited guests in this house. " Zheng Hao felt the situation in the room and squinted his eyes.

"Oh? It can't be? Mr. Zheng, do you think there's anyone else in this room? " Inoue Sora was shocked.

"It feels like this."

As Zheng Hao said this, he followed his senses and walked to the door of a bedroom.

His intuition told him that there was something abnormal going on here.

Zheng Hao decided to take a look inside.

He opened the door and stepped inside.

The room lights came on.

The size of the bedroom was not small, at least twenty square meters. In the middle of the room was a large bed. The bed was round, and on it was a warm looking blanket.

Other than that, there were also cabinets and some strange equipment, such as swing chairs.

Zheng Hao looked at it for a while and then focused his attention on the huge round bed.

He could feel that there seemed to be someone inside the blanket on the round bed.

The man hid his whole body in the quilt.

It could be seen from outside the blanket.

This person didn't seem to be a threat, so Zheng Hao didn't have any dangerous thoughts in his mind.

"There seems to be someone in the blanket." Inoue Sora held Zheng Hao's arm.

"Yes, there's someone in the blanket." Zheng Hao nodded.

"It shouldn't be." Inoue Sora looked a little nervous.

"I'll go take a look." Zheng Hao walked to the bedside.

He had just walked to the bedside when the blanket suddenly moved.

Zheng Hao's body suddenly tensed up. He raised his guard and then stood still as he looked at the twisting figure under the blanket.

"Mr. Zheng, welcome!" "Welcome!" A soft voice suddenly came out from the quilt.

It was in Chinese.

The voice was very coquettish and had a very high sugar content.

With this sound, a figure sat up straight from the bed.

It was a woman.

She sat there with a stiff smile on her face and her eyes moved awkwardly as she looked at Zheng Hao.

Zheng Hao thought to himself, what the f * ck is this?

Why does it look so abnormal?

"Who are you?" Zheng Hao asked.

"Hee hee!" "Mr. Zheng, don't be nervous, I'm called Beautiful Snow under the Bamboo, I'm a robot. My master, Mr. Hao Er, arranged for me to welcome you here and let you know what true care is." The coquettish voice continued.

The lips of the stiff beauty moved and moved as if she were talking to herself.

Rub it!

It was actually a robot.

Zheng Hao shook his head.

He was extremely contemptuous.

He thought to himself, Have you ever seen a real intelligent robot? My Fann Binngbinng, Fu Yuanai, or Julia, which one of them doesn't care about this guy?

This was also called a top tier robot?

Japanese was truly laughable.

"Did Mr. Hao Er arrange for you to be here?" Zheng Hao asked.

"Yes." The robot answered.

"But I don't need you! Could you contact Mr Hao Er and ask him to come and see me? " Zheng Hao asked.0

"I'm sorry, but I do not have any contact information from Mr. Hao Er to complete the task you assigned me." The robot said.

At this moment, Zheng Hao suddenly felt a wave of danger coming at him.

He was shocked in his heart.

He thought to himself, What's going on?

At this moment, a thick pink smoke came out of the robot's nose and mouth and filled the entire room in an instant.

Amidst his shock, Zheng Hao immediately held his breath, bought 10,000 antidote pills from System Merchant Shop, and immediately consumed them.

At this moment, Zheng Hao looked at Inoue Sora beside him and immediately realized that although Mrs. Inoue didn't fall down, her expression was very strange.

Her eyes were burning, her face was turning pink, and her consciousness seemed to be losing its rationality.

"System, what kind of medicine is this?" Zheng Hao asked.

"Respected host, this is a powerful aphrodisiac." The System said.

"Swish!" What are you trying to do? " Zheng Hao muttered.

As he was lost in thought, he suddenly realized that Inoue Sora was holding him.

Zheng Hao frowned.

He thought to himself, "Looks like this medicine is pretty fierce, it has already caused Inoue Sora to go completely crazy."

Without any hesitation, Zheng Hao directly knocked Inoue Sora out.

Then, he rolled his eyes and shakily fell to the ground.

The reason he fainted was to see if the person behind the scenes would appear next. Zheng Hao thought to himself, I can't let myself be manipulated like this.

Zheng Hao had just fainted. In another building not far from this building, a few people exclaimed: "That shouldn't be!"

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