Armor: The way to win the house at the beginning, become the strongest villain

The night in the south is quiet.

Everything was silent, and even the earth seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

However, there are always places that are still noisy.

In a hotel near Jinding Real Estate.

A thin young man wearing glasses and dressed as a secretary sat at the main seat with his legs crossed.

Under the salivating gazes of four or five well-dressed men with dragon and tiger tattoos all over their bodies.

He casually swept the stack of banknotes neatly stacked in front of them towards them.

Smiling slightly, he said: "I've entrusted you with all the tasks, hurry up, take advantage of the dark moon and the high wind, and hurry up to do your errands."

"The chairman said that as long as the fire starts, these remunerations will be added to this amount."

Looking at the three fingers stretched out by the thin young man.

The eyes of the men around were green.

The leading black and fat man extended his hand to the chairman while being grateful to the chairman, and took all the banknotes into his arms unceremoniously.

Put them in front of you, dip your fingers in saliva, and count them one by one.

The younger brother next to him is cheering.

There is a lively atmosphere in the room.

Seeing their hopeless appearance, the thin young man shook his head with contempt on his face, but what he was thinking about was the "big scene" he saw in the company during the day.

Speaking of which, that guest is really proud!
It can be called the most inhumane local tyrant he has ever seen.

Before raising his hand, there was a check of tens of millions, plus 500 million in cash.

Only one is required:
Tonight, at all costs, destroy a community.

Coincidentally.

That community happened to be one of the buildings that were about to be demolished in their company's development project.

Most of the residents moved out under the coercion and lure of the company.

There were only two or three kittens left.

The company has already investigated their details.

They're all poor bastards with no background.

Bad life, worthless.

Even if they were all buried under the ruins, there would be no disturbance.

Besides, this is not the first time their company has done this.

So, with the full promise of the unscrupulous chairman, the matter was finalized.

The emaciated youth is responsible for finding someone to work for.

The chairman just wants to make a lot of money.

Half an hour later, the emaciated young man looked at him with shadowy eyes.

A few drunken men walked out of the hotel with their shoulders crossed.

It's been a while.

Thick smoke came out from a few kilometers away from the company.

Standing on the company building.

It can be seen that the raging flames rose quickly.

The flames soaring into the sky made the sky a little red.

the other side.

Just when the fire had engulfed half of the building, An Mixiu finally woke up.

Soon, he discovered that it was on fire.

But he could have discovered it earlier.

Even, if it's normal.

The fire couldn't burn at all.

Just because he slept so peacefully tonight.

The days of homelessness and fear that lasted for more than half a month consumed too much of his mind.

Finally, there is a place with better conditions where I can sleep.

With a slack in his mind, he fell asleep directly.

If it weren't for the noisy fire fighting from outside, he might have to wait for the fire to reach this level before he would wake up.

"It's burning so badly!"

An Mixiu frowned into the word "Chuan" when he took back the thoughts that had emanated.

They're on the eleventh floor here.

The fire has now spread to the eighth floor and is getting more and more raging.

With his ability, if he wanted to put out the fire, he might have to demolish the building.

"By the way...Miss Ling!"

Surprised, An Mixiu rushed to the door of the girl's bedroom with one stride.

Without even thinking about it, he slapped it out.

"boom!"

The little purple door burst open.

The girl screamed, accompanied by pillows, dolls, water cups and other messy things, and all her brains hit An Mixiu.

"Miss Ling, it's me!"

An Mixiu slapped it casually, and turned the ceramic cup into powder.

And his palm was unscathed.

Taking a look at the "new" clothes that were splashed with water on his body, An Mixiu couldn't care less about his heartache, and hurriedly explained to the girl in the corner who was holding the quilt in her arms and was still in shock:
"It's on fire, it's not safe here, come with me."

As he spoke, he looked through the darkness.

He saw the top of the girl's bare head.

The girl obviously suffered from some serious illness.

It is different from the black and bright hair of girls of the same age.

There is not even a single hair on her head.

Although it had a great impact on her appearance, it also added a bit of morbid beauty to her.

Hearing An Mixiu's words, the girl unexpectedly did not show any panic, hugged the quilt and smiled coldly.

Looking at the flames outside the window, he murmured: "Those bastards finally couldn't hold back, did they make a move?"

An Mixiu was silent.

Such a fire suddenly broke out in a community that was almost empty.

Any fool should know—

Nine times out of ten this is bad for human nature.

Human nature again!
An Mixiu sighed inwardly.

His experiences these days have refreshed his understanding of human nature time and time again.

Tonight's fire broke through the so-called bottom line of human nature in his opinion.

"The fire is too big, we can't escape, I'm sorry... I've troubled you, I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

The girl looked away.

Immediately afterwards, a sad and crying sentence made An Mixiu's heart tremble.

He shook his head vigorously, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It's just a fire, it can't do anything to you and me."

As soon as the words came out, the girl immediately rolled her eyes, suppressed the urge to cry, and said angrily: "Stop joking! You're not a monster, it's fine to jump from here."

This time it was An Mixiu's turn to be surprised.

"Don't you usually go online?"

These days, as long as you go online, the Internet is full of news about him.

His photos have been reposted countless times.

From An Mixiu's point of view, the girl's pretending to be a fool at this time seemed a bit redundant, destroying her image in his mind.

The girl pawed at her side twice.

Soon, she threw a black bump on the head of the bed.

An Mixiu took a closer look.

Suddenly speechless.

I saw that it was a flip phone with a shape similar to the Shura Summoner.

In An Mixiu's memory.

This should have been the standard configuration for businessmen more than ten years ago.

Now An Mixiu finally knew why the girl was not afraid of him.

It's not the reason he imagined before.

It is purely because of limited conditions and cannot access the Internet.

Coupled with the special condition of her body, it is difficult for her to pay attention to things that have nothing to do with herself like other girls.

After wanting to understand this point.

An Mixiu didn't know whether he should be thankful or sad.

Looking at the girl in front of her who was calm and comfortable in the face of death, An Mixiu thought for a while and said: "You cook me a meal, I will save you once, and then help you get the money you deserve. Cleared."

The voice just fell.

In the girl's confused eyes.

The gray magic flame suddenly rose in the room.

The eleventh floor was suddenly filled with demonic energy...

[The first update...]