Rent Collector: Get the school district building from the Goddess of Fudge

There were two people at the door looking at Chen Fan, who was salvaged in a big font and was motionless at this time. They looked at each other, and there was some inexplicable strangeness in their eyes.

"It doesn't look like a big family from the looks of it? Why do you say you can't get along with him?"

The man with sunglasses on the side muttered, while the other man patted him on the back and said indifferently.

"Why do you care so much? The higher-ups asked us to send this person to a place. Just send the person. Life and death are all up to him."

The two figures rowed the oars very familiarly, and quickly moved away from this place. At this time, the punishment was still in a coma.

"Sometimes I can't figure it out. Why do you do so many things in one fell swoop? Is there anything wrong with letting him come over by himself? Or does everyone think it's disgraceful."

The two of them finished the tasks explained above, and walking on the road, one of them muttered.

The man called Brother Li felt contempt for the man in the sunglasses in front of him.

"This may be someone's whim. If he wants, he can even buy your leg. Since people ask us to do it, I will report to the boss. We are done. After the money arrives, we can do it ourselves. Got it."

In their line of business, it is a taboo to ask customers about their privacy and purpose, and the two of them only dare to speculate privately. If they say it in person, it will violate professional ethics, although this profession itself has no so-called morality. up.

Li Ge took out a brand new phone from his pocket, took off the very awkward suit jacket he was wearing, and took it off roughly, held it in his hand, and was about to throw it away, when suddenly he was in deep thought, and put the suit jacket on for a moment on the arm.

"You said that you can do things well, and let us put on this outfit. I don't understand myself. What are you going to do?"

The little brother in sunglasses was relatively satisfied with his attire, and straightened his collar and said.

"It's like what you said, brother, don't worry so much. It's rare to be so decent in this life. It's good to be like this. Maybe we don't have to do that kind of thing again..."

Brother Li hesitated to speak, sighed slightly, took out his mobile phone and turned it on awkwardly, muttering something in his mouth.

"This woman's mobile phone has a lot of procedures, and it's really troublesome to operate." After a long time, the frustrating mobile phone finally turned on, the screen turned on, and I clicked on the address book. There was only one phone number in it, no information marked, only one string of numbers.

Brother Li didn't hesitate, and dialed the number directly, and an old voice came over the phone.

"How did you finish what I told you?"

Brother Li, immediately changed his attitude and said very respectfully.

"Boss, all the tasks you assigned have been completed, and the dinner has been placed at the gate of the old food processing factory in Nangang Port, but I'm actually quite curious. Your purpose of doing this is..."

The old voice on the phone seemed a little displeased.

"Take care of your own affairs. The money has already been transferred to this mobile phone account. The password is six six. If there is any need, I will call you."

Luo Lao was the only old man who had close contact with Chen Fan. At this time, Luo Lao was on the phone, sitting alone on the sofa in the lobby of the hotel.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed slowly. It seems that the rest of the work can only be done for Chen Fan alone. All he has to do is to witness the growth of this young man and give him some help when necessary. ...

Luo Lao thought this way and sat up from the sofa, and slowly walked towards a door in the hall. The door was hinged, and when the door was opened, there was only a pretty figure with beautiful eyes closed on the soft couch.

Tang Shujie had already fallen into a coma for nearly 10 hours. When Mr. Luo took her away from the old wharf, she fell into a coma for some unknown reason on the way.

This sudden situation shocked even Luo Lao, who had experienced many battles, but after feeling his breath and feeling his pulse, he finally confirmed that Tang Shujie didn't have any physical problems.

It seems that witnessing Chen Fan falling off the cliff was a big blow to the young lady, but everything needs to be carried out according to the plan, because this is the only way...

Luo Lao looked at Tang Shujie, who seemed to be in a coma, with a pair of pretty brows on his fair face, as if he had dreamed of something very bad, Luo Lao couldn't help sighing slowly, and the sound of the sigh echoed throughout the bedroom.

He sat back on the sofa in the living room again, looked up at the ceiling, and said something in his mouth.

"Nangang is really a familiar city. I didn't expect Tonghu, the iron-blooded instructor of the Shamen League, to be in this kind of place. But it's okay, it's better to let him, a junior, come and train him to become a mortal..."

Turning his gaze to where Chen Fan was, he was still in a coma. After the system was upgraded, all functions were temporarily shut down, and his state could only be gradually relieved by ordinary people's recovery.

At this time, two young men in black leather jackets with two clusters of colorful hair dyed on their heads walked out of the food processing factory that seemed to have been closed for a long time.

One of the little yellow-haired ones has very sharp eyes. Just as he wobbled out of the food processing factory, he stared at Chen Fan who was lying on the ground. Chen Fan's body was still wet, maybe it was because he Naturally, it is impossible for the two brothers to take this into consideration.

The green hair next to the little yellow hair was a little vigilant, and pouted in Chen Fan's direction. Although the little yellow hair was reluctant, seeing the unavoidable disdain and sneer in the green hair's eyes, he gritted his teeth and turned towards Chen Fan. walked over.

When he got closer, he realized that the person lying on the ground was actually a young man. Although his face was pale, his heartbeat and breathing were very strong. His whole body was wet and his clothes were torn in several places.

"This person doesn't seem to be dead, do you know him?"

The little green hair squatted down with its pockets in its pocket, looked at Chen Fan's face, and suddenly felt that this face seemed familiar, and hurriedly asked the yellow hair who ran over from behind.

When Huang Mao saw Chen Fan, he couldn't help frowning. Although he couldn't recognize who it was at a glance, he always felt that the two must have met before, so he nodded subconsciously.

A cold voice came from behind.

"What's going on? Are you expecting Jiujiu to come back by himself by telling the two of you to go to the door of the wine shop?"

The two looked behind in a daze. The man behind him had bright red curly hair and a few iron nails on his nose and ears. He looked a little familiar.

This person was Hong Mao, the leader of the previous riot on the first floor of Chen Fan Hotel. After Hong Mao lost to Chen Fan that time, he was caught in the detention center and his pupils were disabled. It took a lot of effort to get him out.