"Ha, you are so awesome. Sometimes I can't tell whether you are really stupid or just pretending."
"Just think you are complimenting me."
Wang Jin shook his head. It was almost midnight and he didn't have the energy to argue with Zhao Guangming. He just wanted to go home and sleep.
"By the way, your house has been found."
Putting the cigarette case into his pocket, Zhao Guangming patted Wang Jin on the shoulder.
“You can move in with your bags, two bedrooms and one living room, private bathroom, and the neighbors are very nice.”
"Yo? I thought you were too busy being a licker and didn't have time to find a house for me."
Wang Jin felt the cheering madman in the eyes of the ancient gods and smiled.
After walking out of the hospital, Zhao Guangming and Li Hui went home to rest, leaving only Leonard with a brick mark on his face.
"Ahem, Wang Jin."
Leonard waved his hand and accidentally pulled his arm, grinning in pain.
"Let's go and talk slowly at my house. I really can't do it anymore."
Wang Jin grabbed Leonard and stopped a taxi.
Leonard huddled in the back seat aggrievedly, and he could clearly feel the taxi sinking a little.
"Hey, I do weightlifting, huh? You're so strong."
The driver asked with a smile, and then quietly pressed the help button.
"No, master, we are not bad people."
An awkward smile appeared on Wang Jin's face.
It's not my fault.
A black bear spirit over two meters tall, and a young man with red bloodshot eyes.
It's normal for drivers to be scared in the middle of the night.
"Ah? Really?"
The driver turned his head, revealing a kind round face with an overjoyed expression.
"Little brother, you two, don't pick on me."
"Just a few days ago, a colleague of mine had his throat slit on the way to Mingyue Community. He died tragically."
"Since then, those of us who work the night shift have been more careful."
"There's nothing I can do. I have to pay off my mortgage and car loan, and my daughter is going to college, so I can't bear to part with this little money."
The driver kept talking and became more and more sad.
"Oh, by the way, where are you two going?"
"Ahem, Ming, Mingyue Community..."
Wang Jin looked at the address given by Zhao Guangming and said with some embarrassment.
"Get off the bus! Get off the bus, both of you!"
The driver struggled and shouted, with a strong momentum that he would rather die than surrender.
"Master, please."
Wang Jin quietly stuffed 200 yuan into his pocket, but the driver threw it back.
"Do you think I'm stupid? If you two kill me later, won't the money still belong to you?"
The round-faced driver looked sad, then clasped his hands and said to Wang Jin.
"I have an old man above me and a young man below me. You can take all the money and just leave me alive. Little brother, please."
Wang Jin didn't know what to say and could only smile awkwardly.
After a fierce struggle, the driver finally agreed to take the two of them there while the whole process was live broadcast.
"Zhao Guangming, you old boy, what kind of house did you rent for me?"
Wang Jin sighed in his heart.
Hard.
The fist is hard.
He more or less guessed.
How could Zhao Guangming, a man who smoked without letting go of his cigarette butt, rent a good house for himself?
How about two bedrooms, one living room, and private bathroom?
As the old saying goes, there are no cheap houses, only death caves.
This old guy probably found himself some kind of haunted house.
"Wang, Wang Jin?"
"I shouldn't have said that your sister is pretty, so I'll give you the ax as well."
"I know I was wrong, so you won't kill me to silence me, right?"
Leonard huddled in the back seat and looked at Wang Jin pitifully.
Then he took out a bloody ax from his pocket and handed it to Wang Jin, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Clang!"
Leonard lost his grip and dropped the ax at the driver's feet.
"Fuck!"
The round-faced driver exclaimed, then slammed on the brakes, unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and jumped out.
"Grandma's..."
Wang Jin's head hit the windshield with a bang. He rubbed his forehead and stared at Leonard.
Hard.
The fist became hard again.
"Brother, don't worry, he was just joking."
Wang Jin took the ax from Leonard's hand and then pulled the wooden ax handle back and forth.
"Look, this thing is just a prop."
The handle of the ax expands and contracts back and forth according to Wang Jin's movements, much like a children's toy.
"Brother, I don't want to be so scary in the middle of the night."
The driver held his waist and limped into the driving seat.
"I'm sorry, brother."
Wang Jin took out another two hundred yuan and stuffed it into the driver's arms.
The driver continued to drive with a heroic expression on his face.
I don’t know why, but the driver seems to be driving very slowly on this road.
"It should be convenient for you to jump out of the car, right?"
Wang Jin had a dark look on his face.
"Master, is there anything wrong with Mingyue Community?"
After touching the keys in his pocket, Wang Jin decided to test the driver's tone first.
If that doesn't work, just find an Internet cafe and spend the night there.
I really can't stand the hardship in my current state.
"You really don't know?"
The round-faced driver looked through the rearview mirror at Leonard, who was sitting obediently in the back seat, and then glanced at Wang Jin out of the corner of his eye.
Although he looks fierce, he is quite polite.
"really do not know."
Wang Jin shook his head.
"Hi, Mingyue Community, we drivers all know it."
"That neighborhood is haunted."
The driver relaxed a little and then spoke mysteriously.
"Mingyue Community is an unfinished building. The developers stopped building the building halfway through."
"As for why it didn't end well, hum."
"Since we started building the building, the two developers' homes have been infested with dead and wounded. Taoist priests and monks have searched for them, but to no avail."
"In the end I couldn't stand it anymore, so I just walked away."
"But since the buildings have been built, people have to live in them."
"Unfortunately, the residents in Mingyue Community are quite strange. We usually don't go there in the middle of the night."
The driver was chatting freely, completely losing his nervous look just now.
Wang Jin's face became darker and darker.
I must kill Zhao Guangming when I go to work tomorrow.
But the question now is whether we can survive until tomorrow.
Of course, Wang Jin can definitely find an Internet cafe to spend the night.
But it was hard to get Leonard over. If he comes back tomorrow, he will probably lose this strong support.
While Wang Jin was hesitating, a black shadow suddenly appeared next to him, and then got into Wang Jin's Eye of the Ancient God without anyone noticing.
It's a wealthy man who was sent out to attract snipers.
Wang Jin looked at the extra medal in his hand and raised his eyebrows.
No wonder Wangcai came back so slowly. It turned out that he dropped by Old Pete's place.
With the Medal of Courage, Wang Jin has more confidence.
After weighing the situation, he decided to go and see the situation first.
If you can fight, fight. If you can't fight, you can still run.
Since so many people live there, Mingyue Community can't be a scene of ghost stories, right?
Taking a deep breath, Wang Jin lay down on the seat and began to close his eyes and meditate.