[Q: Without mentioning rain, how can you describe the heavy rain?

Answer: Stop, don’t fight anymore]

The sky was dark, and in the square near Nanbian Village in Shiqiao District, heavy rain poured down, forming a mist between the sky and the earth. The big raindrops fell on the ground, causing splashes of water.

On the road next to the square, water gathered from heavy rain poured into the sewer, forming a small vortex at the water inlet.

Next to the trash can on the side of the road, there is a tricycle converted from a bicycle head, with a rusty body.

Next to the tricycle, a thin figure wearing a tattered raincoat was rummaging through the trash can in the rain. Soon, after digging through a pile of kitchen waste, he found a bulging transparent plastic bag.

This plastic bag has a bulging outline of a bottle, and it is full of Coke bottles. It seems to have been discarded by a homebody who lives nearby. There are at least seven or eight bottles in it.

Seeing the Coke bottle, a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. He hurriedly lifted the plastic bag with his hands. After seeing the tight knot, he tore the plastic bag open, took out the Coke bottle inside, and mixed the cigarette butts inside.

The brownish-yellow liquid was poured out, then crushed one by one and thrown into a huge snakeskin bag next to it.

This is a man full of vicissitudes of life. He is obviously only in his thirties, but he looks to be in his forties. His hair is sparse, his eyes are sunken and narrowed into a line. His thin face is full of ravines and exposed

The hands were like dead branches, and the knuckles were covered with hard calluses.

The man crushed the Coke bottles one by one and put them into the snakeskin bag next to him. When he found that the snakeskin bag was full, he put the snakeskin bag on the tricycle where there were already many bottles and cans, and then

I got on the car and rode the tricycle to the nearby scrap station.

The tattered raincoat could not completely shield him from the raindrops falling from the sky. He was soaked all over, but he didn't care. While riding to the scrap station, he stopped three times and picked up five mineral water bottles and a can.

move on.

After arriving at the waste station, he sorted the garbage and put it on the scale amidst the boss's impatient complaints.

A total of 93.7 yuan, including 94 yuan for you, Lao Zhang, take a good rest on rainy days, so why do you work so hard? While making money, you must also know how to cherish yourself! The boss sighed.

Haha, thank you boss! The middle-aged man known as Lao Zhang chuckled, showing his teeth that were yellowed by smoke.

The boss shook his head, took out a wad of change from the leather bag slung in front of him, counted it, and found that it was not enough for 94 yuan. He took out a hundred-dollar bill from it, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said: "Extra."

Six dollars, I’ll deduct it from you next time you come over to sell goods. Do you want to come in and take shelter from the rain?ωωw..net

No, I still have to pick up trash! Lao Zhang said with a smile.

Let's have a cigarette! The boss paused, and after finishing speaking, he took out a pack of Baita worth 8 yuan from his left pocket. After thinking about it, he put it back and took out a pack of Yuxi worth 23 yuan.

He handed one to Lao Zhang.

Thank you! Lao Zhang hesitated for a while, squatted down on the eaves in front of the scrap station warehouse, and then started pumping, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Then, he let go of the hundred-dollar bill in his hand, carefully took out a blue plastic bag with a small hole in it and wrapped the bill. He took out the money inside, counted it, and then

I put the hundred dollar bills in.

Then, he put the blue plastic bag back into the pocket he had sewn in his arms.

This is the ginger soup my mother-in-law made after seeing me in the rain. You should drink some to warm yourself up! When he was about to finish smoking, the owner of the junk shop came up with a disposable bowl filled with ginger soup and handed it to him.

come to him.

Thank you! Lao Zhangtou said gratefully, drank the ginger soup in one gulp, and then walked into the rain.

Alas! The scrap shop owner looked at his back, sighed, and shook his head.

Lao Zhangtou rode the tricycle out of the scrapyard, along the already familiar route, towards the place he longed for in his memory.

The rain was getting heavier, and everything in his field of vision became blurry fifty meters away. Lao Zhang rode through the streets and alleys, and soon arrived at the road in front of his destination. He squinted and looked

After a while, the traffic conditions were bad, and I rode directly across the road.

At this moment, a bright black car broke through the rain curtain and completely smashed his tricycle. His thin body was like a broken old doll and was sent dozens of meters away.

Blood spread under his body, staining the ground red. It also flowed in through the holes in the blue plastic bag wrapped with money, staining the banknotes on his chest red.

Lao Zhang tightly clutched the banknotes in his arms, looking with his sunken eyes at the flashing light sign on the other side of the road with the words "Brilliant Red Foot Massage", and then his eyes fell on a plump woman in sexy clothes in the store.

The woman also recognized him, couldn't help but stretched out her hand to cover her mouth in horror, and then quickly dialed 120.

Hao Laozhang was in severe pain all over his body. He tried to open his mouth and breathed hard. Blood foam kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and he felt endless resentment in his heart.

It's obviously a little closer

Finally saved 268 yuan

Am I going to die?

I am unwilling

Then, consciousness fell into darkness

Boom, boom, boom!

Listening to the noise coming from outside the door, the middle-aged man with glasses turned pale with fright, while Yu Zhibo showed no fear on his face and even showed an expression of interest.

Does he knock on the door every time he comes over?

Yes, every time I come here, I knock on the door, and then the next moment, it will appear in front of me. Damn it, here it comes!

It was obviously a money trick asking for life, but it had the characteristics of a knock on the door! Yu Zhibo looked at the shadow that passed directly through the door, his eyes cold.

This was a monster wearing a raincoat, covered in blood and skinny. The lower half of his face seemed to have been rubbed on the ground, making it blurry and scary.

He held a wad of blood-stained change in his right hand, and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the banknotes in Yu Zhibo's clone's hand, and he slowly moved over.

"Take my money" while saying this, he stretched out his hand towards the money in Yu Zhibo's hand and pulled out one of the five-yuan notes.

Along with his movements, the black mist on the clone's body began to surge, invading crazily into the clone's body, and then dense numbers of ferocious faces appeared on the banknotes, and they spoke in unison: Pay me back, pay me back.

An atmosphere of fear began to spread.

It is conceivable that if ordinary people face this scene, they will be born with great fear, and then the fear becomes the nourishment for the life-demanding Qian Gui, making it stronger.

But this time it was Yu Zhibo's clone who took the money, and he always looked at his hand that was holding the five yuan indifferently, like a dead branch.

Seeing that he could not absorb the fear, Qian Gui's face showed a trace of doubt, but it was just a clone, and its behavior pattern was like a set program. After completing a series of actions, it would retreat, and at the same time as he retreated

, the blood once again stained one-seventh of the five-dollar note.

Only when he visits the house for the seventh time will he come in person and personally harvest the life of the person who picks up the money. Before that, he mainly uses scaring, while controlling the banknotes and absorbing the yang energy of the person who picks up the money.

From beginning to end, this scene was broadcast live, with bullet screens passing by in the live broadcast room.

Damn, that’s so scary!

Watching this late at night, I really have a mental problem~

Anchor, kill him quickly!

Is this a trick to ask for life? It’s so embarrassing!

Ahhhhhhhhh Avatar?

At this moment, the emotional value skyrocketed. Whether it was fear or shock, the emotional points generated by the audience in the live broadcast room after seeing the life-threatening Qian Gui were completely absorbed by Yu Zhibo, and they did not even drink the life-threatening Qian Gui's face soup.

Emotional points 236w

The corner of Yu Zhibo's mouth turned up, and then lightning flashed in his palm. The Chidori sharp spear pierced Qian Gui's clone, and then the thunder spear exploded, blowing it into nothingness.

And as the life-demanding Qian Gui clone disappeared, the five-dollar note returned to a normal note, and Yu Zhibo took it out and put it into the pocket behind his butt.

Destroy the evil clone, gain 20 energy points

Boom, boom, boom!

Then, there was a knock on the door again, and then another ghost came in.

This time, he came to Yu Zhibo's clone and pulled a ten-dollar bill.

Yu Zhibo's face was expressionless, lightning bloomed in his hand, and he slapped it into nothingness.

The ten dollar bill returned to normal and was put into the pocket again.

At the same time, 20 energy points are available again.

As for the emotional point, it is 160,000 yuan. Obviously, not many water friends are afraid.

There were a total of 19 banknotes in Yu Zhibo's palm, with the hundred dollar bill at the bottom. In addition, there were some small changes. The total amount of banknotes was 183.5 yuan. 15 yuan was taken away, leaving 168.5 yuan.

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Among the money, the hundred-dollar bill is the reddest, which means that the real body of Qian Gui, who is demanding life, is about to arrive.

Outside the villa door, there are 16 life-demanding Qian Gui clones lining up, waiting to come in and scare (give away) people (heads).

In this way, after killing one sneaky clone after another, Yu Zhibo felt a little bored. As for the water friends in the live broadcast room, they became even more happy, and no one felt scared anymore.

After killing eight more, Yu Zhibo still couldn't sense the real aura of Qian Gui, so he planned to rush out and kill all the remaining ones. The last one directly attacked the illusion to see if he could successfully find the main body.

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As a result, at this moment, two eerie and powerful auras appeared outside the villa door, and then all the life-demanding Qian Gui clones disappeared, and then there was another sudden knock on the door.

A soft voice came in:

Hello, do you need any special service?

Outside the door, Qian Gui, who was wearing a raincoat, was hugging a female ghost with a pale face, bleeding from all her orifices, and a plump figure. She had a sinister smile on her face, and her malicious eyes seemed to be able to look directly at the people in the living room through the door panel.

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The person who knocked and spoke was a female spy with a plump figure. After she knocked on the door, a strange and sinister energy enveloped the entire villa.

The sinister wind gusted and her long hair danced wildly, making her image even more terrifying.

At the same time, her strange aura began to surge.
Chapter completed!