I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

The hooded, burly man stood in front of the door and sniffed slightly again.

After a moment, he muttered to himself in a low voice:

"The smell is strongest here; I wonder if Balsazar stayed here."

"Or should we hide here right now?"

As he spoke, the hooded, burly man's gaze narrowed slightly.

He was about to push the door open and go in to see what was going on.

But just then, the hotel door was suddenly pulled open from the inside!

Renault, who was about to leave, bumped right into the hooded giant.

Looking into the hooded, muscular man's eyes, Renault's face immediately showed a look of astonishment.

However, Renault quickly adjusted his expression.

Seemingly unconcerned about the color of those eyes, he asked with a smile:

"Sir, are you here to check in?"

Before the hooded giant could speak, Renault raised an eyebrow and began to speak to himself:

"I must say, sir, you've come at just the right time!"

I just vacated a room here!

How about it? Want to come and take a look?

The hooded, burly man was slightly taken aback at first.

But soon, a sinister smile slowly appeared on that ugly face.

He nodded slightly and replied in a hoarse, low voice:

"Of course, lead the way."

Renault didn't care about the burly man's concise explanation.

After all, the rent here is very cheap.

So you can meet all kinds of people.

In Renault's view, as long as the rent is paid in full, everything is fine.

Renault smiled and nodded, then turned and walked towards the second floor.

But his mouth wasn't idle; he muttered to himself:

"I like quiet guys. Quiet people are usually honest and won't fall behind on rent."

The hooded, muscular man remained silent, simply following behind Renault.

Carefully savoring the taste of Balsazar.

Seeing that the burly man remained silent, Renault continued:

"My name is Renault, and I'm the owner here."

Hey buddy, I don't even know your name!

The burly man froze on the spot upon hearing this, seemingly trying to recall his name.

After a moment, he whispered to Renault:

"Talib".

Renault, somewhat surprised by this, turned to look at Talib and said with a smile:

"Your name is quite unusual. Did you just immigrate here?"

Talib nodded upon hearing this, replying with a strange expression:

I guess so.

As they spoke, Renault led Talib to a guest room on the second floor.

Talib could also clearly sense it.

The taste of Balsazar is right here in this room.

Clearly, Balsazar has left.

Talib speculated that what was left here was probably...

It must be some kind of little thing specifically designed to confuse him.

Just as Talib was showing signs of disappointment,

Renault suddenly turned his head, smiled, and introduced him:

"Brother, I have something to tell you."

This is definitely the cheapest hotel in all of Los Angeles!

Trust me, no one can offer a lower price than me!

With that, Renault nodded to Talib.

He then took out his key, turned the doorknob, and stepped inside.

As Taleb watched Renault enter the guest room, his eyes...

A slight, greedy desire arose within me.

"Since we haven't found the person, let's have some snacks. I'm a little hungry anyway."

Talib chuckled and stepped into the guest room.

At the same time, he also closed the door behind him.

Talib heard it as soon as he entered the house.

Renault stood in the middle of the house, talking incessantly.

Reno pointed to the simply furnished guest room and introduced it to Talib:

"The environment is clean and the facilities are complete!"

As he spoke, Renault went to the window and drew back the curtains.

Pointing to the scenery outside the window, he said:

"There's a window here!"

Renault turned to Talib and said with certainty:

Trust me, brother!

You won't find a more affordable room here!

Talib did not respond.

He simply and silently approached Reno.

I planned to reach out and grab him, then give this gossipy guy a good beating.

He was different from the homeless man from last night; that guy was weak and sickly, and his soul was already unstable.

This guy looks perfectly healthy; we should follow the traditional way.

At that moment, Renault was completely unaware of the danger that was about to befall him from behind.

He was still talking eloquently, explaining the advantages of his hotel rooms to Talib.

"Service! And more service!"

Renault boasted shamelessly:

"My service here is absolutely top-notch, my friend, you can rest assured!"

Just then, Taleb had already silently approached Reno.

The next second, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed at Renault's neck!

However, at that moment, Renault suddenly seemed to sense something and bent over.

They narrowly escaped Talib's sneak attack!

This left Talib, who had been looking forward to savoring the essence of the soul, stunned into silence.

Renault bent down and picked up a cigarette butt that had fallen to the ground.

Turning to Talib, she explained somewhat awkwardly:

"Sorry, it was just an accident. Please forget about this little incident."

Talib, judging from his expression and tone, felt that Renault was playing him for a fool!

Thinking of this, Talib was enraged and angrily reached out to grab Renault again!

However, this time, Talib once again missed his target!

Renault decisively turned and walked to the side.

Once again, he dodged the attack by sheer luck.

Unaware of what was happening, Renault casually tossed his cigarette butt into the trash can.

He then looked up and saw Talib, who was glaring angrily.

Renault said with some surprise:

"Hey bro, don't be like that. It's just a cigarette butt."

For a house at this price point, you always have to accept some imperfections, right?

As he spoke, Renault winked at Talib!

Upon hearing this, Talib immediately roared in anger:

"You bastard! Stop messing with me! Who the hell are you?!"

Feeling the deafening roar,

Renault, with a somewhat strange expression, walked around Talib, who was standing in the middle of the house.

She tiptoed toward the door.

At the same time, he spoke very quickly:

"Hey bro, if you don't like this room, we can find another one."

There was no need for you to yell at me.

I know that life isn't easy for you new immigrants.

But this isn't my responsibility, do you understand?

Renault's constant chatter completely enraged Taleb.

Two streams of heat suddenly shot out from his nostrils under his hood!

Without further hesitation, he raised his right hand.

He summoned a jet of dark mist, which instantly attacked Renault, who was standing at the door!

Then, with a swift movement, he rushed forward!

"To hell with the soul! I don't want it!"

Talib's roar was filled with intense killing intent.

However, Reno, standing at the door, seemed unaware of Talib's murderous intent.

He still felt that the other person's behavior was normal.

Seeing Talib charging towards him, Renault smiled and comforted him:

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush, let's go look at the next room!"

As he spoke, Renault reached for the doorknob of the guest room.