Urban Demon Slayer

When mentioning Sun Youcai, Zhou Weiguo's face was covered with a warm smile, but Wang Qianchen still felt desolate from it.

A demon slayer who is over 60 years old is gradually forgotten by his family. The only people who can remember him are his comrades who have carried guns together, but because of the particularity of his profession, he cannot meet each other and can only keep in touch through the Internet or telephone.

"It's nothing, this is the fate of our demon slayer!" Zhou Weiguo smiled, put away his wallet, and then said aloud: "Wang Qianchen, your performance is very good, you can graduate from me, and start looking for nightshade tomorrow. Learn to shoot!"

Wang Qianchen was stunned for a moment, and then he said straightly, "Yes!"

…

Now that you know Wang Qianchen's name, it will not be difficult to find him.

Outside the gate of the abandoned factory building, people from the Five Tastes sneaked in and looked inside.

I saw an old man and a young man talking inside, one exuded the aura of the stone realm, and the other exuded the aura of the earth realm.

"Damn, didn't you mean the sand realm, why is it the earth realm? Fortunately, I am the pinnacle of the earth realm, it is not difficult to clean up that Wang Qianchen! But the old stone realm next to him is a bit tricky, is there any way to transfer him away? What?" The Five Tastes muttered, thinking about ideas in their minds.

Soon, he had an idea, and then quickly left the abandoned factory.

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Inside the compound.

After announcing that Wang Qianchen could graduate, Zhou Weiguo also smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiaochen, you are really good... I am really optimistic about you, maybe you are really the one who can resurrect Captain Zhao!"

"Well, I also hope that I can resurrect Captain Zhao!" Wang Qianchen also smiled.

While chatting, the two walked towards the outside of the factory building, and the setting sun cast a long shadow behind them.

After going out, the two each drove a car towards Zhezhe's car wash.

"Master, can I tell you something..." In the car, Mr. Honglou's voice suddenly sounded weakly.

"Speak!" Wang Qianchen replied.

"I still have a few books in my rental room, and I want to get them back... But don't worry, I'll read them when you fall asleep!" Mr. Honglou swears.

"It's okay, as long as there's nothing wrong, you can read it even if we don't sleep." Wang Qianchen knew that Mr. Honglou's biggest hobby was reading, and the more he read, the stronger his strength, which was also beneficial to himself, so he naturally agreed to his request.

"Thank you master! Thank you master! I wish you a long life like Nanshan and Hongfu Qitian!" Mr. Honglou said excitedly.

"Little bastard..." Brick made a "bah" sound.

"What, do you want the master to die as soon as he is born, and then have no luck in his life?" After a whole day of getting along with him, Mr. Honglou has found that Banzhuan's status in Wang Qianchen's place is not very high, and he is often insulted and beaten by Wang Qianchen. , the confidence has suddenly increased a lot, and now at least dare to talk back.

"Hey, I didn't say that. Don't be blind to JB and wronged people. I wish the master lived for 10,000 years..." Banzhuan was anxious, but it was okay for him to say a few swear words. .

Wang Qianchen just smiled and ignored the two demons.

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After half an hour.

Under the instructions of Mr. Honglou, Wang Qianchen walked around in an old-fashioned building, and finally came to the basement where he had previously rented.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Qianchen was stunned. In the room of 20 square meters, the entire four walls were covered with books, and there were all kinds of books!

"You... how many books do you call this?" Wang Qianchen was stunned.

"It's really not much. Compared to this world, my collection of books is far from enough..."

With a sound of "咻", a white light flashed, and "Dream of Red Mansions" transformed into a human being, wandering in front of the bookshelves, lovingly caressing the books, even kissing and touching them, as if these books were his lovers.

"Bah bah bah, sour Xiucai, disgusting to death!" The tiles also flew out, cruising around the room.

Wang Qianchen suddenly remembered something and asked directly: "By the way, Ah Zhuan, when will you be able to cultivate into a human form?"

"...I don't know either, I'm just a brick, I can't cultivate so fast." Banzhuan sighed softly, and then said through gritted teeth, "But after I cultivate, I'll definitely be more handsome than that kid!"

Mr. Honglou was still caressing those books, and he didn't hear Brick's provocation.

"Okay, just pick a few books and go!" Wang Qianchen urged.

"...No, Master, every book here is the love of my life, and I can't put down any one of them!" Upon hearing this, Mr. Honglou immediately turned his head with a pale face.

"Grass, with so many books, do you want to exhaust the master to death?" Banzhuan scolded again.

"I don't mean that..." Mr. Honglou looked gloomy: "But I really can't bear to give them up..."

Wang Qianchen also fell into contemplation, thinking that it is really impossible to call a cargo puller, these books should be finished in one car.

"Master, I have a good way!" Brick laughed "hee hee hee": "There is a Qiankun bag in Zhou Laogou, which can hold a lot of things, you can come here!"