Rebirth of Chen An

"Uncle, you will squeeze with me for the time being." Chen Yang scratched his head in embarrassment, and he smiled with pure stupidity.

Chen Yang walked into an old residential building with his luggage. Chen An followed behind and glanced at the rusted stair railing. This residential building is estimated to be 20 years old.

When he reached the fourth floor, Chen Yang took out the key and opened the door. With the ear-piercing "click" sound of the old security iron door, a small but clean house was displayed in front of Chen An.

He glanced at the house, which was no larger than his bathroom in Manhattan.

There are only one room, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom in the room. Usually, Chen Yang lives alone. The bedroom is only big enough to fit a bed, and there is a bookshelf and desk full of books inside. The clothes are Hangs neatly in a cloth wardrobe.

"Uncle, I have to go to class. Here is the key to the room. There is food in the refrigerator. If you feel bored, go out and look around. When I come back in the afternoon, I will cook for you."

Chen Yang put down his luggage, looked down at his watch while looking down at his watch, and only after he settled Chen An properly did he go out and rush towards the school.

Chen An walked around the room. The room was clean and simple, and he couldn't find a cigarette butt, let alone a cigarette.

He walked to the window and saw Chen Yang running quickly towards the nearby university. He didn't have much feeling for this "nephew", but it seemed that this silly young man was a filial person.

Chen An sat down on the sofa in the living room, and turned on the TV that he bought from an unknown flea market. The idol drama that he loves to death is playing on the TV.

After looking at it for a while, Chen An felt that it was boring. Chen An stood up and walked to Chen Yang's bedroom. There was a laptop next to the boy's bed.

He went over and sat on the bed to turn on the computer, it was fine, no password was set.

I entered the three words "Chen Chang'an" on the Internet, and all the things that came out were insignificant. As expected, I couldn't find any news about his death.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Chen An quickly thought about his future plans. Now that he was alive, he didn't want to die again.

Lu Feng——

Hehe, he'll make the traitor pay.

He didn't take a good bath in the hospital, so Chen An stood at the door of the small bathroom where two adults could be stuffed into it, and he closed his eyes forcefully.

Although he was extremely disgusted, he couldn't go to other places to take a bath, so he could only make do with it.

It’s just that the process of taking a bath is also terrible for Chen An, especially when his hands touch the fatty pork belly on his body, he really wants to take a kitchen knife and chop himself up, it’s like rubbing for a pig. bath.

After taking a shower, Chen An wrapped in a big towel and ran into the room to unpack the luggage. This "Chen An" used to be a little rich, and his clothes also had some famous brands, but they looked so tacky because of their ostentatious clothes.

After finding a fairly simple and clean dress to put on, Chen An went back to the bed in the bedroom and turned on the computer to search.

As the saying goes, the cunning rabbit has three caves, most of his funds have probably been controlled by that bastard Lu Feng, but a cunning old fox like Chen An will always leave a few escape routes for himself.

Since he could find a gun to kill himself under Lu Feng's confinement, he could also find money for himself in the current bad situation.

"found it."

A gleam flashed in a pair of phoenix eyes squeezed by the horizontal flesh, but soon the smile on Chen An's face froze.

It wasn't because there was a problem with the funds, but because he couldn't help but vaguely see his face like a pig's head through the screen.

The first step to return to the throne of arms predators: lose weight!