In the corridor of Building No. 41, the old man named Liu was still twisting Xiao Hei's neck.
He was so strong that he could even squeeze Xiao Hei until he screamed.
Although it is of no use to Xiao Hei, it looks scary.
What makes people scared is that if Wang Jin or Leonard made a mistake just now, they would be grabbed by the neck.
Leonard could still struggle under his hand, but if Wang Jin had been touched, he would probably have died by now.
Fortunately, Wang Jin won't let him touch her.
"A'Zhu, come on."
Wang Jin smiled and waved to the side. A'Zhu rolled his eyes and floated over with the half of the child in his arms.
The child seemed to like A'Zhu very much. He didn't cry or fuss in her arms, blinked quietly, and seemed to be very interested in Wang Jin.
Although she is only half-length, she looks really cute.
If he hadn't been able to be taken into the Eye of the Ancient God, Wang Jin would have kept him by his side all year round.
"Pity."
Wang Jin shook his head, and then gently grabbed the child's hand.
The child seemed to know the old man named Liu and did not want to hurt him.
He grinned and started crying loudly, trying his best to resist Wang Jin's movements.
"Don't worry, he won't die."
"I don't want to hurt him, so I need your help to calm him down a little."
"May I?"
Wang Jin took two steps closer, reached out and patted half of the child's head, and said seriously.
The child looked at Wang Jin and gradually stopped crying.
"Thank you."
Wang Jin smiled while pinching the child's little face, and his hand felt cold.
"Don't come close."
A'Zhu's voice was a little strange. She turned her head to prevent Wang Jin from seeing her expression and took a step back.
"Ha, sorry."
Only then did Wang Jin realize that the distance between himself and A'Zhu was a bit too close, so he quickly took a step back and then spoke.
"Isn't this kid very cold? Thank you for your hard work."
"I...this feeling is very weak."
A'Zhu raised his eyebrows with a strange expression.
The man in front of him would occasionally forget that he and Azi were ghosts, and treat them as flesh and blood people.
"How stupid."
A'Zhu curled his lips and stopped talking to Wang Jin.
However, this feeling seems... not that annoying.
While A'Zhu was thinking wildly, Wang Jin had already put the child's hand on the old man's body.
The child did not cry loudly this time, but curled his lips and squeezed out two tears, seemingly reluctantly.
Along with the child's tears, Wang Jin could clearly feel that the temperature around the old man had dropped, and ice gradually condensed on his body.
"Hey! Boss!"
The coldness passed down the old man's arm to Xiao Hei, making him scream in fear.
Although Samsung Xiaohei can speak, he seems to prefer his own mother tongue and is always mumbling unless necessary.
Obviously this time he was forced into a hurry.
Wang Jin smiled, then nodded to Xiao Hei, indicating that he could leave the old man.
Xiao Hei let out a cry, his body twisted and turned into liquid, and slipped away from the old man's hand.
The old man who had nothing in his hand looked very angry. He tried hard to raise his hand, as if he wanted to twist off Wang Jin's head.
Wang Jin did not dodge, but stood there and looked at the old man.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Jin even began to reach out and flip through the old man's pockets, not knowing what he was looking for.
Affected by the cold, the old man's speed became slower and slower, and finally stopped completely only a few centimeters away from Wang Jin's face.
"Ha, found it."
Wang Jin didn't seem to care about the arm stretched out in front of him, but instead took the thing in his hand and cheered.
After searching for a long time, Wang Jin finally found a key from his pocket.
The key is tied with a red string, and a small card is tied to the other end of the red string.
The card seemed to have the old man's home address and contact information written on it.
It seems that he is afraid that the old man will get lost.
Looking at the card in his hand, Wang Jin suddenly felt a little dazed.
At this moment, he suddenly thought that this old man was once someone else's family.
He also had his own family when he was young.
His children seem to care about him.
But now the old man has lost his head and has become a weirdo who only knows how to twist people's necks.
"well."
Wang Jin sighed, and then tried hard to shake his head.
The old man is very unfortunate.
But what does this have to do with him, a young man who comes to rent a house?
It would be a mercy not to chop off his head.
With the light coming from the house in the distance, Wang Jin carefully observed the key in his hand, and then touched it with his hand.
You can feel the raised numbers on it.
4420.
The old man also lives in Building 44, and is a neighbor to Wang Jin.
"Hiss...that's not right."
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jin suddenly discovered that the house number of Building 44 was not quite right.
Only Buildings 41 to 45 are officially put into use in Mingyue Community, so 44 is the building number.
As for the 20 at the end, this should represent the floor.
According to the fact that there are two households on each floor, the house number should also have a digit to express which side of the house it is.
Wang Jin turned his head and looked at the closed door next to him, trying to find something like a house number.
Unfortunately, there is nothing except the security door.
"Zhang Dalong, what's your house number?"
Wang Jin looked at Zhang Dalong, who was staring straight at him, and asked.
"41102."
Zhang Dalong was stunned for a moment, then replied thoughtfully.
"But the last two buildings are different. They are all luxury buildings, with only one family living on each floor, so the house numbers of those two buildings disappear at the floor level."
"That's it."
Wang Jin nodded while recalling the general shape of Buildings 44 and 45.
It does seem to be smaller than the other three buildings.
He originally thought that Zhao Guangming was unwilling to rent him a big house, but he didn't expect that he directly found a house with one floor.
Now he can really say that sentence legitimately.
My family is quite big.
"etc..."
Wang Jin was suddenly stunned.
This kind of design is very good, with more space and more rooms.
But there are many rooms in Building 44 with lights on!
For example, in the first three houses, basically only one side of each floor was lit. Wang Jin only had to stay away to barely ensure that he was not illuminated.
As for the one-floor-unit type, as long as the lights are on, it means that the entire floor is on.
Stepping into the light means stepping into the realm of death.
Almost from easy mode to hard mode, the difficulty coefficient skyrockets.
"It's so dangerous."
Wang Jin sighed.
But it's too early to think about that now. It's not sure whether I can reach Building 44 alive. I should solve the immediate problem first.
manpower.
The thing in Building No. 45 has already begun to think of ways to interfere with itself, and there is actually not enough time.