Chapter 491 Word of mouth, successful rent collection
In the rain of blood, a figure rushed to the roof.
Old Man Jiang was fishing when he suddenly saw a black shadow and thought it was the wisher who had taken the bait. However, when the black shadow stood on the rooftop, the old man was unprepared and was shocked on the spot.
The boy held a blood-red sword in his hand, and there was blood raining down his body. Every time he took a step, there would be a bloody footprint under his feet.
The aura of terror spread, and the boy's eyes drooped slightly. He ignored the old man, and rushed downstairs like a light.
Jiang·Ignored·Old Man: “…”
He knew Yuan Xiaochen, and he knew through his breath that the person just now was Yuan Xiaochen.
But what's going on?
Has this old guy finally gone crazy?
Ten years ago, he lost all his strength inexplicably, then dismissed his subordinates, and then fell into a deep sleep.
Over the years, Jiang Wensheng has been the bridge between the government and this old guy. As long as he doesn't leave, it means that the government has never given up on winning over this old guy.
Why does the fire of civilization in the East never stop? Isn’t it because we still have to rely on these old guys?
Word of mouth is always the safest way.
Even if a civilization disappears, these old monsters can live in peace.
Their territory and the things they protect will be preserved.
In fact, Jiang Wensheng has recently received some news that he wants to give up on Yuan Xiaochen.
One is Yuan Xiaochen's weird behavior ten years ago, and the other is that after Yuan Xiaochen fell asleep, there was no zombie aura leaking out, as if this guy was completely dead.
But Jiang Wensheng obviously doesn't believe it. At his age, he has devoted most of his life to China, and now he can be regarded as semi-retired.
Nowadays, people of his time have either been buried or are still serving in the army. They are all very busy. Those who really take a rest are those with profound backgrounds and descendants.
Jiang Wensheng, like him, has no such fate.
However, Jiang Wensheng is now confused.
What's wrong with this old guy? Why is he so crazy when he has nothing to do!
There is no corridor on the eighteenth floor, only a large iron door.
At this moment, two figures were standing in front of the big iron gate.
The little devil flew out, pointed at the one on the left and said: "Kill!"
The red light flashed past, the sword light cut through the rainbow, the whole building trembled, and the original dust was shaken down the floor along the gaps.
The young man standing on the right was stunned and looked at all this with some disbelief. The person he was talking to just now disappeared.
Yes, everything disappears under the red light.
At this moment, the World-Destroying Sword is no longer hidden, it is completely revealed.
The young man saw the World-Destroying Sword, then looked at the little devil, and finally locked his eyes on the little boy.
Not caring about the dust under his feet, the young man knelt down on one knee, lowered his head excitedly and said: "Welcome my king back! I will go and pay homage to the king!"
Sha Qian didn't hear a response for a long time, but he didn't dare to raise his head.
Sha Qian originally lived in Building No. 17, but a few years ago a woman wearing a hospital gown suddenly appeared, occupied his room, and drove him to Building No. 16.
Shaqian could only endure this, not because he didn't want revenge, but because he spent a year just recovering from his injuries.
But just last night, he seemed to hear the woman's scream.
The young man who was killed by Wang just now was an illegal tenant on the seventeenth floor.
Every time the young man smiled in front of him, Sha Qian wanted to cut it off.
It was really the eunuch who was laughing.
But he couldn't take action at will, otherwise it would affect the relationship between the king and the officials.
Of course Yuan Xiaochen didn't stop, he was rushing for time non-stop. Without the scabbard of the World-Destroying Sword, there would be many restrictions on using the owner's power, such as how many times a day, how many minutes at a time.
Sixteenth floor, fifteenth floor.
As you go from floor to floor, there are more and more dust.
There are residues on almost every layer.
The boy who finally stopped on the seventh floor saw Zuimu. Zuimu was holding a box in his hand, and he was a little distracted.
He seemed to be holding a piece of fabric in his other hand.
There seemed to be blood-stained words on the cloth.
Zuimu saw the boy dazed for a moment and immediately destroyed the cloth in his hand, as if he was destroying some evidence.
I still knelt down on one knee as before, but the feeling was completely different.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaochen is currently in a weak stage, and his whole body is a little tired.
The sky outside has darkened now.
Xiaochen took out his mobile phone and found that the phone was filled with water and could not be turned on.
"Zuimu, do you have a mobile phone?" Xiaochen asked, and Zuimu naturally gave it to him with both hands.
Seeing the unlocked mobile phone, Xiaochen looked directly at the time.
9pm.
Returning the phone, Xiaochen said: "Come on, follow me up to collect the rent."
Zuimu seemed to want to say something, but in the end he followed Xiaochen without saying a word.
Since changing the way of collecting rent, Xiaochen's success rate in collecting rent has indeed been much higher.
There is one person on the seventh floor who pays rent, and the other rooms are empty.
If the eighth floor is empty, two copies will be paid for the ninth and tenth floors.
There was a man on the eleventh floor who refused to obey and was thrown from the window. Since he was not a human being, he could not die from the fall.
There is another one that I have made friends with. After all, they are all old residents and came in through formal procedures. Even Xiaochen can't do anything to them.
It was all smooth sailing.
Including the initial 500,000 yuan received, Xiaochen currently has 23.5 million RMB.
This is not counting the 100,000 I earned from acting before.
Xiaochen suddenly didn't want to act anymore, so it would be nice to be a rent-collecting boy in an apartment.
However, I am also very happy about acting. Although I am a little bit in the second grade, sometimes it really feels like I am back to the past.
In fact, Xiaochen no longer wants to go back.
Let him face the naughty thing by himself. He has worked for him for so many years. Wouldn't it be nice to relax and do something he likes now?
Arriving on the eighteenth floor, Xiaochen glanced at the two people behind him.
He pondered for a moment in front of the big iron gate and said, "Come in together."
I don’t know what material the big iron door is made of, and no one can open it except the key.
Zui Mu and Sha Qian followed Xiao Chen through the door.
Zui Mu was a little distracted, while Sha Qian was respectful.
"Zuimu, what's wrong with you? Tell me." Zuimu must have seen something that made him become like this.
What exactly was written on the blood book made Xiao Chen a little curious.
"I, Master, are you still you?" Zui Mu bowed to the ground and gritted his teeth.
"Do you suspect that I have been taken away? Or do you think I have done something that dissatisfied you?"
Xiaochen was calm on the outside but panicked inside because he had been discovered.
If I had known earlier, I would have killed this thing, but now if I even have doubts about this murderer, I will kill them all, and then I will become a bare commander again.
"Shaqian, are you also so suspicious?"
Xiaochen decided to strike first, and after asking, he would kill the two of them together.
Currently, he can kill two more people.
"I don't dare! I only have one king, how can I pretend to be one, let alone be snatched away?" Shaqian looked at Zuimu and snorted coldly: "Zuimu, do you know that every time my king falls asleep?
The process of getting rid of the filth, and waking up is a new life. The past and the past are just clouds, and my king's character will undergo earth-shaking changes. Do you know the hardships and dangers that our subordinates who follow my king face every time we look for my king!"
"Every time I wake up from a deep sleep, my king's appearance will change, and sometimes my memory will disappear. The only thing that remains unchanged is the little devil beside me and the world-destroying sword in my hand."
Is that so?
Xiaochen felt that he had gained knowledge.
Zui Mu has seen this man Sha Qian before. He is among the oldest people who follow his master, and his words are absolutely valuable.
But Zui Mu was still very anxious.
"What was written on the paper?" Xiaochen asked directly.
Zuimu hesitated for a moment, then said it.
"If you wake up again, I will be the one who is not mine. All my subordinates can be killed."
After listening, Xiaochen fell silent, and Shaqian was also a little stunned. He couldn't help but muttered: "Is my king trying to trick me?"
"I didn't expect mine to be such a trap for me? I didn't like the current me the last time I was there."
With Sha Qian's words, Xiao Chen decided to take advantage of his plan.
After all, the blood letter is real.
And he is fake.
Although I don’t know how he survived without a soul, but since he survived, let’s live well.
Zuimu didn't know if he was stupid, but the other party actually believed Xiaochen's ambiguous explanation.
There was sparkle in his eyes again, and his whole person became a little different.
After Zuimu was fooled into lameness, Xiaochen asked for the box containing 300,000 yuan and placed it beside the sofa.
Then take out a card and put it on the coffee table.
"Is there anything else you can do?"
Xiaochen decided to drive them away. He just wanted to take a bath and sleep.
"Master, why do you want to clean the apartment?" Zui Mu was a little confused. He didn't quite understand the master's arrangement. He thought it would be better to let these people live here.
It is easy to monitor openly, but difficult to prevent thieves secretly.
"Isn't it a slap in the face for you to move in without my permission? I'm already giving you a lot of face by not getting rid of them all."
Xiaochen didn't know what the character of Yuan Xiaochen was before he fell asleep. Anyway, he couldn't tolerate any sand in his eyes.
"My subordinate understands."
Zuimu and Shaqian exited the big iron gate and closed it.
Zuimu stopped Shaqian and asked with some confusion: "Senior, is what you said true? Master..."
"Can this be false? Don't you know that one time the king turned into a woman and fell in love with a senior who came to look for him. The senior would rather die than follow, so he could only avoid the king, and ended up chasing each other until
The king fell asleep again, so the senior had time to rest. Now that the king has become a boy, you can have some fun."
"But, what is written on that piece of cloth..."
"Such a situation has never happened before. It may be that Wang's character changed last time, or that his mind was affected by foreign objects, so he wrote such horrific remarks."
It can only be explained this way.
Xiaochen watched them leave, took off his schoolbag and clothes, and went directly into the bathroom.
After washing up, Xiaochen lay on the soft bed and fell asleep.
The little devil climbed up and lay next to Xiaochen.
Xiao Chen likes to hold something when he is asleep, so the little devil was hugged by Xiao Chen.
Little devil: "..."
The mountain, the tower, and the woman in blue appeared again in Xiaochen's dream.
When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
Xiaochen opened his eyes and met two pitiful big eyes.
"Little devil, what are you doing?"
Xiaochen walked away far away, the bunny ears on his pajamas bouncing.