Chapter 152: How About We Wash Together (Part 2)

"Ah, ah..." The security guards screamed as they were sent flying backwards, crashing into nearby chairs, while their captain slammed into a glass partition with a loud, chaotic shattering sound.

"Hehe, pathetic. Our boss Luffy hasn't even made a move yet. Why don't you hurry up and call your manager over? Our boss is here to take over this place," Xiao Xi yelled arrogantly at the front desk.

The receptionist maintained a completely calm expression, not paying the three of them any mind at all. "Very well, please wait a moment. I will call the manager down."

"At least you know what's good for you," Xiao Chen sneered.

The receptionist picked up the phone and dialed. Once connected, she said, "Manager, there is someone named Luffy here with two others, saying they are here to take over our hotel. Could you please come down?"

After finishing her sentence, the receptionist hung up the phone, lifted her gaze to look at the three individuals before her, and stated, "Our manager will be here shortly."

"Not bad, not bad. And you're not bad-looking either, little receptionist. How about you become my mistress from now on?" The man dressed identically to Luffy wore a lewd grin, raising a hand to grope the receptionist's chest.

His hand was blocked by another: "I am the manager of this hotel. Which of you is Luffy?"

The three of them turned their heads to look. They saw a young man in a sleek black suit with neatly combed hair, tall and imposing, expressionlessly gripping the fake Luffy's hand. In a deep voice, the manager asked, "You are the ones taking over this hotel?"

"Of course. I have already defeated the head of the Li family. Everything belonging to the Li family will be mine. If I don't take over, who will?" the fake Luffy replied indifferently. "I am the man who beat back two waves of zombies and desolate beasts, and all your Li family knew how to do was take the credit. Well, aren't you going to welcome me and throw a banquet now?"

The fake Luffy put on an arrogant posture, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

"Word has already come down from above that all of the Li family's properties belong to Luffy, and the Li family's assets will be renamed. But are you really Luffy? Why is your strength so pathetic?" With a sudden twist, the male manager wrenched the fake Luffy's hand violently.

The fake Luffy let out a miserable shriek, his face contorting in extreme discomfort and agony.

"Damn you, how dare you commit such treason! I am Luffy!"

The fake Luffy roared out.

His two subordinates rushed forward toward the manager.

One of them hurled a punch at the male manager, fast as lightning with a chilling expression. Anyone who dared to strike their boss was simply courting death.

"Boom..." A gale force whipped up around the male manager, blowing the two subordinates backward. "Ah, ah..." They shrieked as they flew through the air, crashing into various objects and rolling across the floor amidst a loud clatter.

The male manager's clothes and hair fluttered in the wind as he kept a tight grip on the fake Luffy. "Utterly pathetic. Do you have any idea how powerful the real Luffy is? A single finger could obliterate me, yet you are far too weak. Nothing more than an impostor. Get lost!"

The male manager delivered a kick that sent the fake Luffy crashing to the ground.

Waves of pain washed over him; this manager certainly knew how to throw his weight around.

"Fuck your mother! How dare you hit me? Go to hell!" Roaring in fury, the fake Luffy pulled a dagger from his clothes and lunged to stab the manager.

"Overestimating your own capabilities." The manager pivoted sharply, spinning around to deliver a vicious whip kick. The fake Luffy screamed as he was sent flying, the dagger in his hand bent entirely out of shape. Collapsing onto the floor, he vomited a mouthful of blood, looking up in sheer disbelief. How could this guy possibly be so strong?

"Interesting."

Luffy walked forward, holding Qin Bailing by the hand. "Your strength isn't bad. From now on, you will continue to be the manager here."

Luffy glanced at the male manager and spoke indifferently.

"Who the hell are you? Step aside. Another fake Luffy?" The male manager was momentarily stunned to see yet another person wearing the exact same outfit, holding the hand of such a stunning beauty. Why were there so many fools today? Were they really willing to risk their lives just for the sake of scamming? "Kid, wherever you came from, get lost!"

"Another one courting death. How are they so blind, thinking they can pull off a scam here?" The receptionist looked on with utter disdain.

"Interesting, so full of bluster. Let me show you what the real Luffy looks like." Luffy was left speechless. With a gentle wave of his hand, he exerted a pressure that made the manager feel as though he were trapped in the turbulent waves of a stormy ocean, on the verge of being swallowed up at any moment. The manager sensed the terrifying nature of this young man—a presence so lawless and utterly invincible.

"Boss, please forgive me! What are your orders, Boss?" The male manager instantly dropped to his knees, terrified to the point of nearly losing his wits. This youth was too powerful; even if he wasn't Luffy, he was someone who could not be crossed, or certain death would follow.

The receptionist standing nearby was equally thunderstruck. How could this young man be so terrifying? She could distinctly feel the breath of death lingering just an inch away.

Her mouth hung wide open, her eyes rounded in shock, utterly dumbfounded and frozen in place.

"Open the best room in this hotel. My wife and I have urgent matters to discuss inside. Hurry up." Luffy wrapped an arm around Qin Bailing's waist and walked toward the stairs.

"Yes! Yes!"

The male manager scrambled immediately to his feet, dashed over to grab a key to the presidential suite, and hurried toward the elevator. "Right this way, Boss, I'll lead the path."

"Very well." Entering the elevator, they pressed the button for the tenth floor as it smoothly ascended. The male manager remained utterly respectful, not daring to utter another word. This youth was terrifying, and given his appearance and the woman by his side, he was undoubtedly Luffy—the formidable figure who had repelled two massive assaults of zombies and desolate beasts. Truly an extraordinary talent, and terrifying to the extreme. Not daring to show the slightest negligence, they arrived at the tenth floor. He gestured forward, "Please!"

Reaching a suite, he unlocked the door, placed the key on a chair inside, and backed out. "Please... towels and everything have already been prepared. If you need anything else, I am at your service."

"There's nothing else you need to do. You may leave." Luffy glanced at the manager, then pulled Qin Bailing into the room and shut the door behind them.

Only after the door clicked shut did the male manager draw a sharp breath. This young man was simply too imposing. He slumped to the floor, cold sweat streaming down his entire body. His nerves had been strung tight the entire time; the slightest misstep could have meant death at that youth's hands.

"Go take a shower! I'll take one shortly after, and then I'll love you." Luffy gazed into Qin Bailing's beautiful face, letting his eyes sweep down over her full breasts, slender waist, rounded hips, and long legs. Every single detail was deeply alluring, radiating a fatal fragrance that caused a tent to form in his trousers.

"Oh." Qin Bailing's face flushed crimson. Knowing what Luffy intended to do, she did not refuse. After all, her mindset was quite modern, and she had already anticipated reaching this stage as a couple. In truth, a woman's desires in her bones could surpass a man's; it was merely less apparent on the surface.

Qin Bailing turned and walked toward the bathroom.

Watching her graceful back as she departed, Luffy smiled and called out, "How about we shower together?"

"I certainly won't!" Qin Bailing's face burned as red as a ripe apple, and she hurriedly shut the bathroom door.