Dongcheng, Hongjing Bay Villa District.
Yang Fan stood in front of the door of Villa Number One and gently pressed the visual doorbell hanging on the upper right corner of the door.
"Hey! Who are you? Why are you standing in front of my door? "
A crisp and sweet voice came from the doorbell. She sounded young and even a little childish, but her tone was a little harsh, as if someone owed her a few hundred yuan.
Yang Fan's mouth twitched. Whose child was so rude?
"Hello! I … "
"How do you know if I'm good or not? You've never seen me before. Hmph, hypocrite. My mom was right, there are no good men! "
Yang Fan: "…"
Who did he offend? Did this child eat gunpowder early in the morning? What the hell was she talking about? That was courtesy, did she know how to be polite?
"I …"
"What do you mean by 'you'? You look like you're not a good person. Stay away from our door, or I'll call security!"
Yang Fan felt guilty and swallowed the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth.
He had no choice. Because he couldn't prove that he knew the owner of the house, the security in the neighborhood wouldn't let him in no matter what. He had no choice but to sneak in over the wall. If the security saw him, there would be a lot of wrangling.
It was all the police's fault. They brought him to the station early in the morning for a surprise interrogation. He didn't even have time to bring his phone, so he couldn't even contact Zhu Caiwei.
He thought that as long as he found the meeting place, he could easily meet Zhu Caiwei and start his career as a bodyguard that earned tens of thousands of yuan a month. From then on, he would reach the peak of his life and never have to worry about making a living.
He didn't expect that everything would go wrong today. At the last step, he met such a weirdo.
What should he do? Should he force his way in?
Yesterday, he had made an appointment with Zhu Caiwei at 8: 30 in the morning. The time on the doorbell showed that it was already 8: 29: 13. There were only 47 seconds left. If he didn't find a way to get in, he would miss the appointment.
"It's my first day of work. I can't give the boss a bad impression that I'm not punctual!"
Regardless of whether this was a special test before he joined the company, Yang Fan had already decided to give it his all.
There was nothing he could do about it. He only had less than 100 yuan left in total. All his previous savings had turned into food essence and entered his stomach. If he didn't think of a way to make money, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to afford today's lunch.
After all, no matter how satisfying it was to kill Demonic Beasts and how fast his strength increased, he still had to face the daily survival problems of eating, drinking, and defecating.
The saying 'the poor study while the rich practice martial arts' was not just a saying.
After Shedding Mortality, his strength had increased by leaps and bounds. His appetite had also exceeded that of an ordinary person by several times. Ordinary vegetarian food was already very difficult to satisfy the needs of his stomach. Only those high nutrition and high energy meats could truly keep up with the consumption of his blood and Qi.
To put it simply, he had a huge appetite now. He could eat at least 20 to 30 pounds of cooked meat for a meal. Moreover, this was only temporary. As his cultivation increased, this number would only increase. It was even possible that he could eat up to 50 pounds of cooked meat for a meal.
When he broke through to the Martial Master level, even ordinary meat might not be able to satisfy his needs. He could only go everywhere to look for spirit fruits and spirit herbs, or hunt low level Demonic Beasts and cook their flesh to keep up with the daily consumption of his body. Otherwise, the spiritual energy in his body would be forced to be exhausted, causing his cultivation to stagnate.
"This is the annoyance brought about by the rapid increase in cultivation."
Yang Fan sighed in his heart. Now, he could casually run and kick his legs to increase the strength of his blood and Qi at any time. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Just like just now, he just casually jumped over a wall and his cultivation broke through to the third level of Martial Disciple. He didn't even have the time to mentally prepare himself.
"Hey! I'm talking to you. Why aren't you leaving? I'm warning you. If you don't leave, I'm really going to call security! "
The little girl's voice came from the doorbell again, full of threat.
Yang Fan curled his lips. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. You have a bad temper, but I have depression. Who's afraid of who?
Turning around and avoiding the surveillance equipment in front of the door, Yang Fan used the Lunar Shadow movement technique he learned last night to move stealthily. His body gradually hid in the shadows of the wall.
"You used the Lunar Shadow movement technique. Your understanding of the Lunar Shadow movement technique has become more thorough. Skill proficiency has increased. Movement technique + 1, agility + 1."
The wall outside the villa wasn't high, only about two meters. Yang Fan casually jumped over the wall. Because of the Lunar Shadow movement technique's stealthiness, the surveillance equipment in the villa and the workers who were tending to the lawn didn't find any trace of him.
In only three seconds, Yang Fan passed through the 30 plus meter long courtyard corridor. Without anyone noticing, he flashed into the main hall in the center of the villa.
Zhu Caiwei and him agreed to meet here yesterday. He raised his head and looked at the old clock hanging on the wall of the main hall. 8: 29: 35. He wasn't late.
There was no one in the main hall. Yang Fan also didn't see the weird girl guarding the door. He swaggered his body and directly sat down in the living room on the west side of the main hall. There was a cup of hot tea on the table, and the pot was still steaming.
Yang Fan didn't hesitate to pour himself a cup. While drinking the tea, he calmly looked up at the decorations in the main hall.
One word, luxurious.
Two words, grand.
Three words, freaking rich!
This is life!
Yang Fan sighed in his heart. But he wasn't very envious. Because he was very clear, in a short time, everything in front of him would become a thing of the past.
No matter how luxurious the villa was, no matter how exquisite the decoration, it was all just a decoration in the apocalypse. It couldn't protect one's life, nor could it eat or drink. Its safety was even worse than an ordinary cave. It was useless.
In the end, in the apocalypse, one's own strength was the foundation. Everything else was external and insignificant.
Thinking of this, the sense of superiority in his heart spontaneously rose. His eyes that had just been blinded by the light once again saw the light.
Being poor had its advantages. At least when the apocalypse came, he had no villas to lose, no luxury cars to destroy, and no hundreds of millions or tens of billions of assets to spend. His losses would be much smaller than those rich tycoons, so he didn't feel distressed.
Yang Fan was very familiar with the game of sour grapes. After all, he had been playing this game for more than 20 years. He was very experienced.
After drinking a cup of tea, Zhu Caiwei still hadn't shown up. Yang Fan didn't have the slightest impatience. She was the boss. Even if she was late, it was reasonable.
Holding the teapot, he poured himself another cup and slowly tasted it.
In fact, he couldn't tell whether the tea was good or bad. After all, the tea he usually drank the most was iced red tea. Even if you gave him a cup of the legendary Da Hong Pao, he wouldn't think it was better than iced red tea.
Now he was pretending to sit here and drink tea, just so that when the boss came, he would look more tasteful.
After a while, the hand on the pendulum clock pointed to 8: 50. Zhu Caiwei still hadn't arrived. The living room was still empty. Not even a shadow of a person could be seen. Yang Fan was too lazy to continue pretending. He simply crossed his legs and practiced the 《Basic Breathing》.
The hand on the pendulum clock turned in circles. When the hour hand pointed to 9 and the minute hand pointed to 12, above the living room, there was suddenly a very shrill scream from the bedroom on the second floor.
"Ah ~!!"
The scream was thin and sharp. Not only was it very penetrating, but it also lasted for a long time.
There was a monster!
Yang Fan was the first to wake up. He felt the smell of a monster coming from the second floor. Without saying anything, he directly flew up to the second floor, kicked open the door that hid the smell of a monster, and flashed into the room.
A little girl wearing a white bear pajamas was curled up in the corner. Her hands were holding her head, and her head was buried between her knees. She was so scared that she was shivering. The scream just now came from her mouth. Now that she heard someone kick open the door, the scream suddenly stopped.
The little girl's back was facing Yang Fan. The pink bear embroidered on her back was twisting along with the little girl's shivering body, as if it was making a face at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan saw that she wasn't injured, so he no longer paid attention to her. His eyes vigilantly scanned the room. Soon, he focused his attention on the bathroom in the bedroom. The smell of the monster came from there.
Yang Fan carefully walked over and slowly pushed open the door of the bathroom. Then, a strong and pungent smell of blood came out from inside. Yang Fan's heart tightened. Could it be that someone was killed?
No longer hesitating, the blood and Qi in his body burst forth. Yang Fan forced open the door.
Inside the bathroom, the imagined battle didn't break out. What entered his eyes was the corpse of a fat cat that was one meter long lying on its back under the toilet bowl.
The corpse was very fresh. Its limbs were flat and stiff, and there was even a slight twitching movement. Its neck was torn by something. In the huge gap, blood was still spurting out, and it had already flowed all over the floor. The smell of a monster that Yang Fan felt came from this fat cat.
This cat was actually a real monster that had already completely awakened its bloodline!
Who, or what, had killed it?
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