C3415 Solve the Crisis by Force

Step into the hotel.

The cold air was like an air conditioner being turned on at the lowest speed. A strong cold wind blew. Yang Ping stepped into the door and knew that the killing intent came from the corner room on the second floor.

"It's so cold. What's going on? Is the air conditioner broken?"

The senior sister shrunk her neck and muttered. After registering a customer