Sick Beauty Collecting Wealth System

This is obviously an unexpected situation for an agent, but even more unexpected things are yet to come.

Shen Bei coughed twice and said: "I'm not worried about you, I'm just asking casually."

Wei Sick Clothes' eyes were tightly closed, and his slightly frown revealed a trace of forbearance.Before anyone asked, he suddenly turned his head.

He spit out a mouthful of blood with a sound of 'wow'.

"...!" The audience was in an uproar.

Bright red blood dripped on the floor, and part of it stained the corners of Wei's sick clothes' lips and chin.

It was originally a face that was not exposed to worldly fireworks, and its complexion was too white compared to ordinary people. Now, with the blood red as a backdrop, the young man looked even more alienated than usual.

Even with a wry smile on his lips, even if the distance is close at hand, it gives people an aura that is hard to touch in a lifetime.

Many people couldn't help holding their breath and didn't respond for a long time.

Until the manager trembled first.

She slapped Shen Bei away with a face full of astonishment with a 'swish', and anxiously said to Wei sick clothes: "How do you feel, can you still stand up? I will take you to the hospital in the car later!"

Everyone in the room also woke up, they flocked to the agent like a ignited firecracker, and all the anger accumulated in the usual days was released at this moment.

Punches and kicks fell on the agent like raindrops. Xiaomeng, who had just been slapped, was the most vicious at this time. She waved her long nails like a female fighter, leaving a scar on the agent's face while screaming. Another scratch.

The agent was about to be wronged and cried. He grabbed the big landlord in the chaos and said in a panic: "He is a retired boxer and a lunatic! I can't beat him at all, you have to trust me, big landlord!"

"Listen to what you say, and you won't even make up a decent lie." The big house owner patted his clothes unbearably for fear of getting involved: "Come tomorrow to get your salary for this month, and give me the money." Get out now."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head again: "Homeowners, I'm really sorry, the rent will not increase, everyone can live in peace of mind!"

"Great!!!"

Amidst the cheers, the female student looked at the young man through the crowd.

The situation was urgent just now, and she hadn't looked carefully at Wei Sick Yi's face.At this time, the light was bright, and the latter's handsomeness could be seen at a glance, like a person who came out of novels and comics, and he was out of place with the people in the room.

Xiaomeng was on the sidelines full of admiration: "Little brother is not in good health and has survived until now. He is really strong inside."

Hearing this, the image of Wei sick clothes patting her head lightly flashed in front of the female student's eyes, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she dared to secretly glance over there.

the other side.

Without further ado, Shen Bei lifted Wei's sick clothes, took the suitcase outside the house, and pushed the latter to the car.

The driver closed his eyes and rested in front of him, startled by the sudden opening of the car door.

"Master, are you going home now?"

Shen Bei closed the car door for Wei's sick clothes: "Go to the hospital."

Wei Sick Yi was stunned: "Wait, why are you going to the hospital?"

Shen Bei put her hands on her hips angrily: "Tell me honestly, is it because you bet with my jewelry that you can go to the hospital for treatment?"

Wei Sick Yi: "...?" Where is this going? ?

But strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with it. In the words of the system, isn't the ultimate goal of accumulating money to heal the body?

Figured this out, Wei sick clothes nodded: "Yes, it is used to treat diseases."

Shen Bei became even angrier: "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Wei Bingyi was speechless: "Say what to do, the disease will not heal by itself."

Shen Bei subconsciously said: "If you tell me, I can help... Tsk, it's your fault anyway, don't talk about it, I'll send you to the hospital now."

Sick Wei: "Wait!"

Shen Bei: "What's the matter?!"

Wei Sick Yi carefully studied the expression of the young man in front of him.

At this time, Shen Bei's sunglasses and mask had been taken off.

With high cheekbones and single eyelids, handsome wheat-colored skin and the natural contempt in his pupils, he looks very much like the Siamese cat that Wei sick clothes had raised before.

Not only do they look alike, but their personalities are also alike.

They are all arrogance carved out of the same mold.

Wei Sick Clothes approached slowly, and blinked at Shen Bei with a playful smile: "Are you worried about me by what you said just now?"

Shen Bei said in a rough voice, "No!"

The smirk on Wei Bingyi's face deepened: "The reaction is so intense, you don't think I'm good-looking, you fell in love with me at first sight, right?"

There was a dead silence in the car.

The driver was sweating coldly in the driver's seat, always ready to meet the wrath of the bully, but he didn't.

Shen Bei just frowned fiercely, deliberately 'vomited'.

"Nobody taught me acting after you died, I'm just worried about that."

Wei Sick Yi gave Shen Bei a funny look, and finally stopped joking with the children.

He turned to look out the window and yawned.

"Then you don't have to worry, I can't die for the time being. Let's make a deal. I'll teach you acting for a long time to make you a powerful actor. Do me a favor. I need a house, a house that's hard to find. "

Shen Bei was a little reluctant to hear the word 'deal' at first, but when he heard 'hard to find a house', he subconsciously rolled his eyes.

"The entire Northwest District belongs to our Shen family, plus there is a marshal sitting in charge of the Shen family, and the big guys are rushing to flatter you. Under such circumstances, what kind of house do you want?"

Wei Bingyi was dumbfounded for a moment: "Marshal?"

Did he hear correctly?The marshals have all come out, and the Judiciary Bureau has replaced the police... What kind of weird world is this? !

"That's right, Marshal Shen." Shen Bei was full of pride: "That's my own brother, Shen Fengzhuo. He made the Chief Assistant, the Crown Prince, and the Major General fear and worship him..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Sick Yi interrupted directly: "That's enough, I'm not interested in listening to this. What I need is a big house close to the film and television base, which is relatively empty like a warehouse."

After describing the various requirements in detail, Shen Bei, who was still full of confidence just now, was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Wei Sick: "Is there no such house?"

Shen Bei raised his head and glanced at Wei sick clothes again.

His expression was hazy under the darkness of night, but the blood color just now was vivid in his memory.

Shen Bei finally made up his mind: "Yes, yes, but... oh, you'll know when you go!"

**

The moment the clock pointed to 12:00, the 28 displayed on the mobile phone calendar officially transitioned to 29.

On May 5th, there are only three days left before the reputation will be cleared at the end of the month.

There are only 72 hours left before the Death Scythe.

Wei sick clothes put down the phone, fastened the belt of the bathrobe and went back to the room.

Compared with the low-rent apartment with one bedroom and one living room, everything in front of me seems unreal like a dream.

The marble tiles on the floor are cold, with mirrored tiles on both sides.The arched window is inlaid in the wall like a huge sapphire. Except for the table in the center, there is no other furniture in the hall, and it looks extremely open.

Just for filming!

Wei Bingyi lay on his back on the soft bed contentedly, and asked one more question just to be on the safe side.

[System, I should be busy shooting short videos for the next three days, and it would be bad if I suddenly trigger a money-raising task in the middle.Is there any trigger pattern, so I can make preparations in advance. 】

[In your waking state, tasks may be triggered at any time, without any rules.You still have one unused draw, do you want to use it now? 】

Wei Bingyi had a headache for a while about the task of collecting money, and quickly put it behind him, and became curious about the rewards.

【use. 】

[Now please choose one of the following three options: scene, character, special effect. 】

"There are no options for props and shooting equipment. It seems that I have to find time to go to the market tomorrow."

Wei Sick Yi cleared his throat: "I'll choose the scene."

[Congratulations to the host for winning one star Scene: A family of three sleeps at night.Whether the host wants to preview the scene. 】

[Let's preview it. 】

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud 'dong'.

The ceiling was falling down like a tango, and the sound of bumping things could be heard from upstairs from time to time.

The system immediately disregarded the relationship: [The preview of the scene has not yet started, this noise is none of my business! 】

"I know it's none of your business!"

Sick Wei squeezed his nose and squatted next to the table, hiding in the triangular area for a while before the noise on the second floor stopped.

When entering the villa, Shen Bei's exhortation appeared beside her ears:

——The person living on the second floor lacks love and has a bad temper. Unless there are special circumstances, don't mess with him if you have nothing to do.

Special case?Is this a special case now?

After really confirming the safety, Wei Sick Clothes cautiously approached the door and poked his head out to have a look.A few meters ahead is the arc-shaped staircase, and the steps are full of three semi-circular staircases before ending.

Even so, the voice upstairs could be heard clearly.

At the beginning, it was just an inexplicable impact sound, and later it was even mixed with the sound of vases breaking and tables and chairs falling to the ground.

This is no 'bad temper', this f*ck is about to catch up with the demolition team.Wei sick clothes instantly withdrew his upward gaze, saying that curiosity killed the cat, so he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

However, before he had time to take a few steps, there was suddenly a louder impact than before on the second floor, accompanied by the low/wheezing sound of the man holding his throat, which sounded extremely painful.

"..." Then there was a dead silence.

Quietly, everything returned to the original, as if nothing had happened.

... Fuck, that person didn't die in the room, did he?

It is really against the core values ​​of socialism to leave him alone... Well, the point is that when the house dies, people will definitely have to move the body for a while, and what he lacks most now is time.

Wei Bingyi gritted his teeth: "System, can the special medicine be credited?"

[It is possible, but a little prestige point will be deducted.In this way, your reputation progress bar will change from 0.2 back to 0. 】

Wei Sick Clothes opened his mouth a few times, but in the end he still didn't have the heart to pay the credit: "Forget it, the progress bar is life now. I'll walk around the second floor, and it won't be too late to wait for something to happen."

Having said that, of course he couldn't really just wander around on the second floor.

Climbing up a few steps of the stairs with a nervous heart, Wei Sick Yi unconsciously lightened his steps in the quiet environment.

The landscape on the second floor is much more complicated than that on the first floor. The furniture is piled up in the hall, covered with dust, and it looks like it has not been used for a long time.

What's even weirder is that these furniture... seem to have gaps.

The leather of the sofa is torn, the sponge is torn everywhere, the wires of the TV are in pieces, the fracture seems to have been eaten by some wild beast, and there are many others like this.

"..." Suddenly wanted to go back to the room.

After wandering around the corridor for a few laps, Sick Wei stared at the only room with no dust on the doorknob.

He cheered himself up repeatedly in his heart, stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door, but before he could touch the door, the door opened automatically, and a bloody smell came over his face.

What a ghost!

Wei Sick Clothes reacted so quickly that he was about to back away. Who knew that his body was so weak, he felt dizzy when he smelled the smell of blood, and fell directly against the door frame as soon as his legs went limp.

Seeing that his face worth 800 billion was about to knock against the door frame, Wei Bingyi felt like shit, and his mind went blank.

At the very moment, a hand stretched out from inside the door, and with the strength of just one arm, he was lifted up again.

"……"so close!

Only at this time did the door open, but because the corridor lights were not turned on, the person in the room—let’s say it was a person, his face was hidden in the darkness, and only a sharp line of sight could be vaguely glimpsed. Walk on him.

"who are you?"

The man spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, full of magnetism.

Only needing five words, Wei Sick Yi immediately recognized that this was the low roar from the second floor just now.

He was excited, and a smile appeared on his face: "I am a resident on the first floor, and soon I will live together, no, I will live together, I just came to say hello to you first."

"..."

A few seconds seemed as long as a century, and Wei Yiyi had already started to imitate the person opposite him, pulled out a gun from his arms without saying a word, shot two brutal headshots, and finally blew on the muzzle of the gun...

"Did Shen Bei send you here?"

The brain supplement of the second year was interrupted.

Although he was confused by the word 'send', Wei Sicky still nodded his head like crazy: "That's right, he was indeed the one who drove me here."

The one who answered Sick Wei gave a violent slap, and before he could react, he had already leaned his back against the wall, and was firmly pressed against it.

In the darkness, there was a bloody smell all around.

"Tell Shen Bei, I don't need a bed warmer, if you put more people here, one will kill the other."

"..."

Again and again, Wei sick clothes are also hairy.

At this point, how could he still not be able to tell that the other party must have misunderstood.But he grew up pampered and pampered since he was a child, and there are only countless compliments and followers in his world.

To put it simply, his bad temper was caused by his fans, and he never gave in to anyone except fans.

Now I want him to cowardly beg for mercy and run away, I'm sorry hey.

This really can't be done.

[System, always prepare to use special medicine. 】

[Roar to the host!Punch the duck host!Let's make him climb! 】

With a way out, Wei sick clothes were completely released.

He straightened his back all of a sudden, even though he needed to look up at the man in front of him, at least he was neither humble nor overbearing now.

Turning passive into active, Wei Sick Yi raised his hand to touch Shen Fengzhuo's face, and after confirming the position, he stood on tiptoe and approached at once.

Shen Fengzhuo had never been in close contact with people like this before. He paused, subconsciously going back.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him seemed to have no bones, and fell into his arms according to his strength, his hands were still wrapped around his neck, welded tightly like a vice.

At the same time, the laughter carried a warm breath and blew in his ears: "I have a business worth several hundred million yuan, and I want to talk to you. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, or just tonight?"

Shen Fengzhuo was taken aback for a moment: "A few hundred million business?"

Wei Bingyi glanced down, and Shen Fengzhuo immediately reacted, his sharp gaze like a wild wolf froze for a bit.

"Don't talk!"

Pushing away the person on his body stiffly, he quickly walked towards the room, his hair was full of eagerness to leave.

Wei Bingyi followed behind: "Hey, really don't think about it anymore, after passing this village, there will be no such shop! You stop, let's continue the battle!"

"..." Shen Fengzhuo kept silent and quickened his pace.

'Clap' sound.

The door slammed shut, tightly shut.

Sick Wei knocked on the door again and talked trash for a while, seeing that the people inside were really determined to ignore him, so he laughed happily.

—Cut, a paper tiger.