Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

If it were him, he might get used to it in no time.

Seeing Roy's miserable state with several teeth missing, Liu Yan felt both sorry for him and wanted to laugh.

In the end, Liu Yan held onto his moral principles, suppressed a laugh, and took the propulsion device, putting it away.

Then, Roy stood there with his arms outstretched.

Liu Yan: "?"

Seeing Liu Yan's confusion, Roy said matter-of-factly:

"I don't know how to use that thing of yours. Hold me tight and let's hurry on our way to get to dinner."

Hearing this self-righteous tone, Liu Yan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Big brother, you don't still have a reason to be right?"

Speechless, Liu Yan still stepped forward and grabbed Roy's waistband.

Is the belt sturdy enough?

A faint smile appeared on Liu Yan's face.

"It's alright..."

Roy's voice sounded somewhat unsure.

Because he already had a rough idea of ​​what Liu Yan was going to do.

"That's good."

cluster------!!

"puff!"

The next second, the sound of the propulsion system suddenly rang out!

Liu Yan grabbed Roy by the waistband and dragged him into the air!

Under the impact, and with the belt tightening around his waist, Roy bent over like a shrimp.

This is also why Liu Yan chose to grab Roy's waistband.

If you grab the waistband of your pants in the abdomen, then your lumbar spine will inevitably suffer irreparable damage.

As for why he wasn't holding Roy...

Of course, it's because of Roy's previous actions.

Liu Yan was somewhat uneasy about his sexual orientation.

With Roy's directions, it won't take long to get to the city from here.

As they approached the city, Liu Yan stopped using the propulsion system to keep a low profile.

After landing, Roy rubbed his stomach, which had been constricted by his belt the whole way, looking quite annoyed.

"Now it's all right, the previous claims have been proven true."

"Tightening the belt does indeed relieve hunger."

Liu Yan naturally picked up on Luo Yi's sarcastic tone.

"Okay, stop complaining. I'll treat you to dinner to make up for it."

"They don't eat good food or the right food; they only eat expensive food."

"This is a good place to stay. I'll stay here tonight and go sell guns tomorrow."

Liu Yan raised his hand and pointed to the city center, to a grand hotel that looked glittering and luxuriously decorated.

The hotel's luxurious atmosphere was already evident in its appearance.

Even its signboard is made of pure gold.

Even though it was made of pure gold, the name wasn't shortened to save materials.

Quite the opposite.

The hotel has a very long name.

Even under the moonlight, the words "Santorinoa Royal Luxury Noble Hotel" on the hotel's signboard still gleamed with golden light.

Even that one spot was not a minor detail where corners were cut.

Upon seeing this, Roy's previous expression of dissatisfaction vanished.

"Ha, rich dog."

"You chose this, don't say I'm ripping you off."

Roy sneered, then strode confidently toward the Santorinoa Hotel.

Roy knew about this hotel, of course.

In the past, let alone come here to eat, we wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Let's not even talk about how a single serving of fried rice costs 100 million Haff coins.

Take drinks for example, any bottle of beverage costs at least 20 Haff credits!

As for some rare red wines and champagnes, many can fetch tens of millions of Haff dollars.

Almost no one comes here to eat just to fill their stomach.

It's either a business banquet or a socialite taking photos.

Even when socialites come to take photos, they usually just order some pretty drinks.

Because Roy walked quickly ahead, he arrived at the hotel entrance before Liu Yan.

As Roy approached the hotel entrance, the rich golden light from inside the hotel shone on his face.

Even at night, the hotel is still brightly lit.

The two receptionists at the entrance were dressed very appropriately.

The black women's tailcoat suit with a white lining exudes a sense of solemnity and dignity.

Furthermore, dozens of armed security guards stood on both sides of the hotel.

The logo of Hafk Company was clearly printed on their equipment.

Chapter 390 The God of Wealth Sprinkles Money

Just as Roy was about to step into the hotel, two receptionists simultaneously extended their hands and flashed their signature smiles.

The two of them glanced at Roy simultaneously, almost imperceptibly.

Upon seeing Roy's green pants, the two receptionists immediately realized that this was not a place he could afford.

Moreover, if such a person stands at the door and refuses to leave, it may even spoil the enjoyment of other guests.

Roy had no idea what the two were thinking, and politely grinned at them.

"Gentlemen, we don't need a private room. We can just eat in the main hall."

Seeing Roy's missing front teeth and his rustic manner of speaking, the two female receptionists couldn't help but show their disdain.

At the same time, they became even more certain that he couldn't afford it.

What else could this be but a petty thug?

And he looked like a thug who had just been beaten up.

They must have lost their mind and mistaken this place for a roadside food stall.

"We only have private rooms here, and the prices are very high."

The receptionist's voice also turned somewhat cold.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, who looked to be around 40 years old, walked out from the side.

Upon noticing Roy's figure, the middle-aged man gave Roy a few aggressive glances.

He then looked down at the two receptionists with an air of superiority.

"Since when did Santorinoa start accepting beggars?"

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, one of them quickly pushed Roy aside and, standing in front of the man, eagerly explained:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, Santorinoa did not receive him. He simply didn't know the price range here and came to the wrong place."

"We'll let him leave in a bit."

Seeing her colleague start to fawn over her, another receptionist, not to be outdone, quickly followed suit, saying:

"Mr. Wu, I thought you weren't coming today."

The receptionist then turned to look at Roy, his attitude immediately changing 180 degrees, making no attempt to hide the disdain in his expression.

"You poor wretch, get out of here! This isn't something you can afford!"

The middle-aged man nodded approvingly at the female receptionist.

Then they prepared to enter the hotel.

As he passed Roy, he even looked disgusted and made exaggerated movements, as if he was very afraid of bumping into Roy, and tried to avoid him.

At the same time, he pinched his nose, waved his hand repeatedly at Roy, and pointed in a direction.

"I remember there was a food stall over there."

"There must be plenty of junk food out there, so where would be a better fit for someone like you?"

After speaking, the middle-aged man generously took out a few pirate gold coins from his pocket and elegantly flicked them at the two female receptionists.

"Your tips~"

After saying that, he didn't forget to give the receptionist a very greasy wink.

Then, under Roy's watchful eye, he swaggered into the hotel.

The two female receptionists caught the pirate gold coins in mid-air, exchanged a glance, and saw joy in each other's eyes.

click -

The receptionist took a small bite of the pirate gold coin, then carefully stuffed it into her pocket as if it were a precious treasure.

At the same time, he didn't forget to raise his chin at Roy with a look of disdain.

"Go one kilometer over there, turn right and you'll find the food stalls."

"If you don't leave, I'll call security to kick you out."

Seemingly sensing his embarrassment, Roy subconsciously took a few steps back, his gaze darting away, and he gave an awkward smile.

"Sorry, this is my first time here..."

As he spoke, Roy ran his hands over his body.

But he always sent the subsidies to his wife and daughters as soon as they arrived, so there's no tipping left.

Roy came from a poor small town.

His inferiority complex regarding money remained etched into his heart like a brand.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken on Hafk's part-time job during the mission.

The goal is to earn as much as possible.

He can accept poverty.

But he couldn't accept that his daughter was also living a life of poverty.

Just as Roy was about to turn around to look for Liu Yan, a force pushed him from behind.

Liu Yan's right hand had already landed on Roy's shoulder without warning.

With the push of Liu Yan's right arm, Roy's instinctive backward step turned into a forward step.

The two receptionists were taken aback when they saw Liu Yan.

Liu Yan's attire also seemed completely out of place in Santorino.

And when she saw the three scars on his face, the receptionist's eyes revealed an even greater look of disgust than when she had looked at Roy earlier.