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Chapter 8(2/2)

The prompt is already very simple and crude, and there are no living people except players here.

The players who were sitting in the cafe on the first floor discussing the matter suddenly felt a chill on their backs and looked at the staff coming and going and the guests who had already checked in the hotel. There were at least thirty people.

In other words, at the worst, their mission may face the Ghost No. 30?

Someone immediately had a mentality breakdown: "Damn it - this is a copy of a low-level field, isn't the game going to live?"

During the riot, I saw the boy who had been kind to his wife, and I was smiling and talking to myself.

If any of them have good hearing, they can hear what Lu Qingjia said-

"Have you just posted the task? But my progress in passing has reached almost 60%. You can slow down next time and notify me until I complete the task."

The game swallowed a mouthful of blood, and was repeatedly sarcastic and sarcastic grievances made it almost burst into tears.

Of course these things are not known to other players.

They only saw Lu Qingjia coming to the front desk and said to the two staff members: "Call you foreman out."

The two front desks thought the guest was going to complain, so they immediately said nervously: "Sir, is there anything wrong?"

Lu Qingjia showed a standard professional smile: "It's not a big deal. As your new boss, I will only notify you."

"He was fired!"
Chapter completed!
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