MTL - Please Call Me Lord God-Chapter 29 Breath of blood

"I do n’t really drink too much. Fat guys do n’t die when they see wine. Do n’t let go of your urine and get drunk.” Some people are a little concerned about the situation of fat guys, fearing that something really happened to him. Already.

哈 "Hahaha, isn't it that the **** are wet, do you want to buy a piece of diapers in advance?"

"You're waiting, I'll see."

Huang Mao Acheng yawned, threw his cigarette **** on the ground, and walked to the corner of the fat pee without striding.

Because it is night, the construction floor is dark.

The vision is also very poor. A few of them didn't pay much attention, but just stood there and waited. But after a while, even Huangmao Cheng didn't pass along with a little bit of movement.

This is a little bit hell! The remaining four people thought that the situation was not right, so they went to the construction site together.

旁边 Next to this street is a newly-built floor. Several people walked to the corner and found that behind the wall were standing iron pillars and rusty building materials.

"Such a big place, is it possible that CDs are left unattended."

"It is said that there is a bad tail building, and the developers have run away, leaving an old man in charge."

"Did you not see anyone? Then again, where did the two idiots go?"

鬼 "The ghost knows that the executive room is in front and the lights are still on. Let's ask."

Looking around, he shouted a few more times, and no one answered, which also made the four of them a little uneasy.

This is so weird that the two boys were ambushed.

They have been mixing on the street for more than half a year, and they have avenged against some other small groups. They usually hang out on the street and do some petty theft.

However, their main job is to work for debt collection agencies and underground money houses.

There are some big guys behind this kind of gray companies and underground money houses. The work of this group of people is also very simple, mainly to collect debts, collect debts, or bring people to the door to block the door and harass the creditors.

The most common way to collect debts is not to stop people at the door, but to continue to call and harass.

He was holding a stick and a knife on his front for accounting. That was an old trick. The debt collectors who really have the skills rely on various means.

The red paint splashed on the door, which was too swaggering and easy to cause trouble.

I now print bovine moss on the walls of other people's homes, which are filled with all kinds of complaints.

Otherwise, it is a matter of provoking to other people's homes, companies, and units.

有 There is a degree here. You must know that debt repayment is a natural benefit. As long as there is no problem of handling the case in economic disputes, the police cannot directly intervene.

In this city, there are hundreds of companies engaged in "debt settlement" businesses, and there are many private debt collection teams.

I do this job mainly by thick-skinned, cheap-mouthed, able to hold grandchildren, and can also be filled with grandpa.

什么 In the case of debt collection, everyone has it, so keep an eye on things.

As for the fat head, Tang 柊, and A Cheng, these are all laymen.

They will only pretend to be the same old tricks.

However, this kind of young man who can be fierce and dare to play underhand can also be useful in some people's eyes.

For example, the job they took last time went beyond the debt collection process. Obviously there was a hidden and invisible hand behind it.

And this group of young people did not take the matter at that time too seriously.

I am just a dead tramp, who cares?

The other person died in the abandoned building, there was no surveillance nearby, and there were no witnesses. A garbage-like person died when he died.

Even the police could not deliberately draw a large number of police forces to investigate, because they could not find any evidence and could not collect too many clues.

The old man died like a dog on the cold concrete floor.

No one will have mercy on him. He may have a family, or may have nothing. He is a poor man who has nothing, but it is not important, because he died here like a fallen leaf.

No one knows, and no one cares.

No, maybe anyone cares! But that's not "people."

He is a stranger that humans do not know.

—It, the Avengers, opened up its perception in the dark, and the flame condensed through the heart of vengeance burned deep inside it, which made it unable to hold its mouth open, exposing cold fangs.

之后 After this dark demon dog returned from hell, there was only strong anger deep inside, and this anger, as if not released, would eventually devour everything.

Tang 柊 felt a little strange, the door of the executive room was open, the old bulb inside was dim, but the old man in the executive room was not seen.

What's even more weird is that the two other people who entered here were both fat and A Cheng missing.

It's hard to say that they ran up to the floor, but why did these two silly goods do it, and we didn't want to play it?

My companions are also daring, have the fat heads and Ah Cheng been knocked down by black hands?

But Tang 柊 doesn't think any small group nearby dare to provoke them.

Not to mention the choice of the next black hand is the fat head and Ah Cheng.

He was fat and had a wide body and a height of nearly one meter nine. After drinking alcohol, he was even more terrible. He always had the arrogant attitude of "I will not serve anyone but drink the wall."

Huang Maocheng is a graduate of a sports school. If it was not because of a fight, it would not lead to being dropped out of school.

However, Ah Cheng has excellent physical strength, can fight and run, and usually fights are also the most fierce person, how to say is also the most capable role of a group of people.

I wonder if anyone wants to bring down two people at the same time, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

But if they were not conspired, then where did they go?

Also at this time, one of the companions took out the flashlight from the drawer of the executive room ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ I went upstairs to find out, maybe the two people want to rectify us, I will go Take a look. "

This person thinks that it is fat and Acheng intends to join forces to scare them and make a prank.

应 To prove this, naturally still have to go upstairs.

After that, he picked up the flashlight and ran upstairs, because the floor had not yet been built, and the remaining three people could vaguely see a part of the upper floor from below.

They saw a beam of light shaking on the floor, but after a while, the light suddenly disappeared.

Huh! This is wrong! Could it be that this time I really saw a ghost!

"Old Liu, are you okay!"

别 "Don't play, this is not the time to joke."

"Lao Liu, if you're okay, just answer ..."

The remaining three looked at each other. They all realized that the situation was not good, but out of fear of their companions, they still shouted their companions' names downstairs. In the end, Tang Wei acted first and rushed in a breath Upstairs, but on the second floor, there was nothing at all.

The other two had no choice but to follow directly.

"The flashlight is still here ?!"

He encountered something under his feet, but he found it to be a flashlight, but it seemed to have broken, and the switch did not respond.

I found that the flashlight was useless, Tang Yi could not help but whispered a curse, and looked around with the help of the dim light. Suddenly, the sole of his foot hit a pool of slippery liquid.

The lame tube was also wet, as if immersed in water, and the air was floating with a sweet, rusty smell.

Wrong, this is not the smell of rust, this is the smell of blood.

汤 柊 realized that this was the smell of blood.