Even After My Death
Chapter 296 - 213: All the Mosquitoes in Q City Have Arrived

Chapter 296: Chapter 213: All the Mosquitoes in Q City Have Arrived

The two security personnel were stunned for a good while until they noticed the open door behind Hao Manman and realized that this was the guest room of the customer who had called the front desk to ask them to deal with the mosquitoes!

Looking at the incessant swarm of mosquitoes flying out from the room, the people present, who had never seen anything like it, had their legs go weak from fright.

My God!

So many mosquitoes!!

Looking at the "giant mosquito package" lying on the ground, whose life or death was uncertain, if it wasn’t for the recognizable clothes and shoes on Hao Manman, they would never have believed that what the mosquitoes surrounded was actually a person!

Security A, with shaky legs, asked, "What do we do now?"

Security B was equally frightened, but still maintained some reason, "I’ll call the manager and report this to him. You call the front desk and ask if they have any mosquito repellent or similar items."

With so many mosquitoes, this was no joking matter, and both felt equally helpless.

The hotel manager and other management staff quickly arrived on the scene.

Everyone was stunned by the sight.

People had seen bee stings, but it was their first time witnessing such a scene where mosquitoes were clustered in groups, clinging to a person and sucking blood!

The hotel hadn’t had many mosquitoes before, so there wasn’t much mosquito repellent in stock.

One of the security guards mustered his courage, stepped forward, and shut the door that kept letting out mosquitoes.

After obstructing the source of the mosquitoes, others stepped forward and started swatting away the mosquitoes that were enveloping her body with their clothing.

A cleaning lady also brought over two electric mosquito swatters to help.

It was as if the mosquitoes had zeroed in on Hao Manman, and even with so many people trying to drive them away, they didn’t retreat an inch, still swarming around Hao Manman until they all turned into little corpses and dropped to the ground, finally stopping their wing-beating.

The floor in front of the door was densely covered with dead mosquitoes.

At this time, more and more onlookers had gathered outside the hotel.

They didn’t know about the incident inside the hotel, and the reason they were still standing outside was that they noticed the group of mosquitoes that had been flying towards the room suddenly gathered outside the window about ten minutes ago and didn’t go inside.

They formed a dark mass, much like headless flies, moving up and down, flying about outside the window.

Although it was somewhat offensive, people really did sense a kind of confused aimlessness from the cluster of mosquitoes.

Many raised their cell phones to capture the bizarre scene, and some even started to livestream.

Even though the newbie’s live stream didn’t have much traffic, it was still entertaining for the broadcaster.

[Host, you’re so boring, what the hell are you streaming?]

[What’s flying in the sky? Birds?]

[Birds aren’t that big, right? Looks like bees?]

[Where is this? It looks a bit familiar]

[Speechless, why are so many people watching? What happened? Why is there even an ambulance?]

[Oh my god! I see the logo, it’s Changfeng Hotel! It’s near my house!]

...

On the seventh floor, the rescued Hao Manman was covered in welts all over her body, with dense little red spots protruding everywhere, resembling an allergic reaction. Fortunately, the hotel had promptly called an ambulance, and the medical staff brought up a wheelchair, placed the weakened Hao Manman on it, and took the elevator downstairs.

As they were leaving the hotel lobby, the assistant who had finally managed to purchase the mosquito repellent saw this scene and was so frightened she was stupefied.

The agent who rushed over upon hearing the news appeared in the lobby.

The agent stopped everyone, looking at the hotel staff with a cold frown and stern eyes, and questioned, "What’s going on here? Manman was just fine when she checked in; how did things turn out like this in the blink of an eye? Is this the kind of accommodation your hotel provides?! You all might as well prepare to be shut down!"

The manager still hadn’t recovered from the recent mosquito battle, gasping for breath as he explained, "Miss, our hotel conducts pest control every day. There are definitely no issues with regards to environmental sanitation. Right now, what’s most important is that we need to get this guest to the hospital for a check-up..."

The other party’s attitude was proper, which made the agent seem somewhat aggressive.

"So itchy... Sister Zhao, please move aside, I need to go to the hospital!"

Hao Manman, sitting in the wheelchair, screamed in agony.

Seeing her miserable state, the agent quickly gave way.

Outside, the mosquitoes that were hovering aimlessly low in the air, upon hearing Hao Manman’s voice, suddenly flew into the hotel lobby like they had found their target—en masse!

Ignoring all the sweet-smelling food nearby, the front two mosquitoes straightened their little mouths in mid-air and then aimed straight for Hao Manman!

The people in the hotel lobby, much more numerous than those just now on the seventh floor, were directly petrified by this scene, panicking as they desperately tried to avoid the swarm, only to realize that these mosquitoes weren’t after them at all.

These mosquitoes had only one target, and that was Hao Manman!

Even Hao Manman’s agent and assistant next to her, as well as the medical staff pushing her wheelchair, didn’t get a second glance from the mosquitoes.

Hao Manman’s nightmare returned as she let out a high-pitched scream: "Aaaaahhh!!"

The lobby manager and senior staff: "..." Numb with shock.

Security team: "..." Numb with shock.

Janitorial auntie: "..." What on earth is happening?

Agent: "!!!"

Medical staff: "!!!"

Others: "!!!!"

Onlookers outside the hotel: "(⊙o⊙)...whoa?" Moving closer to see...

Some executives and security, with the experience from earlier on the seventh floor, quickly stepped forward to help Hao Manman kill the mosquitoes on her.

There were more staff in the lobby than on the seventh floor, and more people joined in to help, including the agent and assistant, who, after recovering from the shock, also hurried to assist.

The mosquitoes only bit Hao Manman, paying no attention to others, not even resisting when people swatted at them—they would only suck blood on Hao Manman’s body, stopping only when squashed dead.

That made it torturous for Hao Manman; sitting in the wheelchair, she was slapped around by everyone, and her long hair got pulled into disarray.

From her mouth came bursts of dreadful screams.

And someone, using too much force, accidentally stepped on the wheelchair’s switch, causing Hao Manman, who was seated on top, to tumble to the floor in a dramatic fall.

But at that moment, everyone was too preoccupied to pay her any heed; all they wanted was to eliminate the mosquitoes.

One of the security guards even stripped off his own jacket and, putting in a great effort, flung it onto Hao Manman.

Hao Manman let out a piercing shriek.

After the efforts of more than ten people for a long while, the mosquitoes clustered persistently around Hao Manman were finally exterminated.

Around Hao Manman’s body, on the previously clean and glossy hotel floor, lay densely scattered mosquito corpses, enough to send a chill down anyone’s spine.