C139 There Was a Knock on the Door

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a musty smell. Su Yang frowned, this shabby room actually cost two hundred yuan a night, although it was close to the gas station, but it was very close to the city. With City Y's standard of consumption, two hundred yuan was enough for a clean and tidy motel.

The owner was a bald man in his fifties. He had a cigarette in his mouth and had a big belly