The strongest passerby

Chapter 229

Chapter 229 Old Man

Ye Fang simply tidied up his room, a laser sword he couldn't use, and a bedside table that was broken in half.

Whether this is appropriate or not is quite difficult to decide.

After Ye Fang had dinner, he called out the system directly to start the lottery draw.

The system was responsive and quick as always, and quickly responded to Ye Fang's request.

【In the lottery. 】

[The lottery draw has been completed. 】

[The item in this lottery is: a toy pistol that can fire any bullet (recharges every three hours and can store up to seven bullets). 】

[The rating of this lottery item is: eight. 】

Along with the system's notification sound, a toy gun with a strange shape appeared in front of Ye Fang's eyes - it was about the size of an ordinary pistol, the overall shape was very soft, and the color was quite "colorful".

It's hard for anyone to feel vigilant when they see such a thing.

"This is something that can confuse others—of course, the premise is that this thing is indeed lethal."

Ye Fang thought of the fruit knife he drew for the first time, and his heart ached.

And on one side of this toy gun, there is an equally cartoonish display screen with two sets of numbers on it, which are the time for storing bullets and the number of bullets in this toy pistol at this moment.

And now that number is 0.

Ye Fang shook his head, stuffed the pistol into the space of his watch, and then stood up to deal with his own hygiene problems and get ready for bed.

In the world of The Matrix without sleep for 24 hours, plus the ten hours before going to the world of The Matrix, Ye Fang has not closed his eyes for at least forty hours at this moment.

As if just falling into sleep, that dark world once again spread out in Ye Fang's "vision".

In that dark world, the faint light seemed to be getting closer, and the outlines in his field of vision seemed to become slightly clearer.

And such a dream still ends at the moment when Ye Fang turns his head, that world of infinite light seems to be the other shore where the soul goes in the legend.

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Ye Fang got up early the next day.

His life is still simple, he boarded the bus in a hurry, received Su Jingqing's mental bombardment all the way, and then started his day's work life.

In this way, it was nearly two weeks of ordinary life.

On this day, Ye Fang went to visit the noodle restaurant downstairs of his work unit again at noon-everyone remembered correctly, it was the one that Ye Fang wanted to visit before crossing the world of Edge of Tomorrow.

Ye Fang opened the door and walked in. He was already a frequent visitor here, he found a seat with ease, sat down, ordered a bowl of noodles and a plate of side dishes, and fell into waiting.

Ye Fang has a little habit. During this waiting time, he never plays with his mobile phone or scrolls through QQ, but falls into some kind of thinking.

But that day, Ye Fang didn't think about it for long before he noticed that someone sat on the chair opposite him.

It was an old man over 60 years old, with loose and gray hair and a somewhat gray beard, but he was very kind, just like the kind grandpa on TV. If the Matrix The style of the middle designer is "overbearing grandpa president", then this one is definitely the so-called rural and kind old man, who gives people a feeling of infinite intimacy at first glance.

His clothes are also very ordinary, a dress that is very suitable for a person of this age, making him look the same as the old man on the ordinary street.

This person is ordinary in every way, from the inside to the outside, he feels like an ordinary passerby on the street.

But at this moment, he precisely sat in front of Ye Fang, and this Chuan noodle restaurant is far from being overcrowded.

So……

Ye Fang glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to remain silent and thoughtful.

The old man just watched quietly, watching Ye Fang remain silent.

As for Ye Fang, he had no intention of speaking.

The two were in a stalemate like this, until the waiter brought Ye Fang's noodles and side dishes, but no one said a word.

Then Ye Fang directly picked up the chopsticks and started to eat, while the old man just watched without saying a word, even his expression didn't change, he smiled slightly, giving people an amiable feeling, but sometimes, it made people feel uncomfortable. Feel like a marionette.

As for Ye Fang, this guy doesn't seem to care that there are people watching the whole process of his meal. He just eats with his head down. He eats carefully and slowly - he has plenty of time.

So, the two sat silently until Ye Fang ate the whole bowl of noodles.

Then, Ye Fang wiped his mouth with a napkin, looked at the person in front of him, and finally said, "Finally, what are you going to do? Want money? Do you want to do something for me?"

Seeing Ye Fang speak, the old man also smiled and said, "Mr. Ye Fang, there has been a lot of money in your personal account recently."

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Ye Fang's expression didn't change a little: "My account is not called a private account, we are not so high-end, our account is called a passbook."

The old man stared at Ye Fang for a while, and the smile on his face grew brighter: "Okay, these days - you have a lot of extra funds in your passbook and bank card, and these funds should not be what you have now. You can earn it by working.”

Ye Fang sighed, and said, "Since you know how much money is in my card, why are you beating around the bush like this? I have an online store on Taobao, so of course all the money comes from here."

The old man said: "As far as I know..."

Ye Fang interrupted unceremoniously: "As far as you know, the items I sell online are not something that a small employee—ordinary people can produce."

The old man laughed, and the smile on his face finally changed subtly at this moment, from a simple and friendly smile to a dangerous one: "Ye Fang...you are a smart man."

Ye Fang was silent for a moment, leaning back on the back of the chair, he did not choose to continue the previous topic, because the meaning of the other party's words was quite obvious.

It obviously made Ye Fang more vigilant.

He leaned on the back of the chair and asked with a smile: "So... tell me, who are you... and what do you want to do with me?"

The old man said: "You don't have to be so wary of me - Mr. Ye Fang, I have no ill intentions towards you. I just hope to give you a warning by explaining what I know about you."

Ye Fang smiled and said, "This is not a clever threat."

The old man said: "I don't mean that, I just hope that Mr. Ye Fang, you can continue to maintain your own life, don't interfere, and don't get involved in any incidents that have nothing to do with you."

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(End of this chapter)