Dongcheng, Hongjingwan villa area.

Yang Fan stood in front of the gate of Villa No. 1 and gently rang the visual doorbell hanging in the upper right corner of the door.

"Hey! Who are you? Why are you standing in front of my door?"

A crisp and sweet sound came from the doorbell. It sounded like she was not old last year and she even had a hint of milk. However, her tone of speaking was a bit irritating, as if someone owed her a few hundred dollars.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched, who is so rude?

"Hello! I..."

"How do you know if I'm fine? You haven't seen me before? Humph, hypocrisy, my mother said it's really good. There is no good thing for men!"

Yang Fan: “…”

Who is he provoking whom? Did this kid take gunpowder early in the morning? What a bad thing? That's polite. Do you understand politeness?

"I……"

"You, you are a greasy and powdery person, you are not a good person at first sight. Stay away from our door, otherwise you will call the security guard!"

Yang Fan felt relieved and swallowed the harsh words he had just reached his mouth.

There was no way. Just now, because he couldn't prove that he knew the owner inside, the security guard in the community refused to let him in. He had no choice but to sneak up on the wall and sneak in. If the security guard saw it, there would be another dispute.

It was all the blame for the police officers in the police station that they invited him to the station for interrogation early in the morning, which made him not even have time to bring his cell phone, and there was no way to contact Zhu Caiwei.

I thought that as long as I sneaked in and found the agreed location, I could easily meet Zhu Caiwei. I started his bodyguard career of tens of thousands of yuan a month, and from then on, I reached the peak of my life and no longer had to worry about my livelihood.

I didn't expect that everything would be bad today. I encountered such a strange flower again when I was about to kick it.

What to do? Do you have to force yourself?

Yesterday, Zhu Caiwei made an appointment with him at 8:30 in the morning. The time on the doorbell showed that it was already 8:29:13, and there were only 47 seconds left. If he didn't find a way to go in, he would have missed the appointment.

"On the first day of work, you must not leave the boss with a bad impression of being unpunctual!"

Regardless of whether this was a special test before he joined the company, Yang Fan had decided to do his best.

There is no way, all his assets are now only less than one hundred yuan left. All the previous deposits have turned into food essence and entered his belly. If you don’t find a way to make money, today’s lunch will probably not be settled.

After all, no matter how happy the monster is to kill and how fast the strength is to improve, he has to face daily survival problems such as eating, drinking, defecation and urination.

Being poor and rich in martial arts is not just about talking.

After he transformed, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his appetite has exceeded that of ordinary people several times. Ordinary vegetarian pasta is difficult to meet his gastrointestinal needs. Only those high-nutrition and high-energy meats can truly keep up with his own consumption of qi and blood.

Simply put, he is very capable of eating now. He has to eat at least twenty to thirty kilograms of cooked meat for a meal, and this is only temporary. As his cultivation level improves, this value will become larger and larger, and it is not impossible to eat hundreds of kilograms of meat for a meal.

When he breaks through to the level of a martial artist, even ordinary meat may no longer meet his needs. He can only look for spiritual fruits and medicines everywhere, or hunt low-level monsters and cook their flesh and blood to keep up with the daily consumption of the body. Otherwise, the spiritual energy in the body will be forced to be exhausted, causing the cultivation to stagnate.

"This is the trouble caused by the rapid improvement of cultivation."

Yang Fan sighed in his heart that he can increase the intensity of qi and blood at any time when he runs and runs, and he can't stop even if he wants to. Just like just now, he just turned over the wall and his cultivation level broke through to the third level of the martial arts disciple. He didn't even have any psychological preparation. Do you think it's annoying?

"Hey! What about you, why haven't you left yet? I warn you, if you don't leave, I really want to call the security guard!"

The little girl's voice came from the doorbell again, full of threat.

Yang Fan curled his lips and was too lazy to talk nonsense to her anymore. You have a bad temper and I still have depression. Who is afraid of whom?

Turning around and avoiding the surveillance equipment in front of the door, Yang Fan used the Yuesha Movement he had just learned last night to sneak around, allowing his figure to gradually hide in the shadows beside the wall.

"You have used the Yueying Body Technique and have a more thorough understanding of the Yueying Body Technique. Your skill proficiency has been improved, and your body skills +1, agility +1."

The wall outside the villa was not high, only about two meters. Yang Fan just turned over and jumped into the wall. Because of the stealth effect of Yueying's body technique, the surveillance and the workers who were taking care of the lawn in the villa did not find him.

In just three seconds, Yang Fan passed through the courtyard corridor more than 30 meters, and without knowing it, he flashed into the room hall in the center of the villa.

Zhu Caiwei made an appointment with him yesterday. He looked up at the ancient pendulum hanging on the wall of the main hall. He was not late at 8:29:35.

There was no one in the living room, and Yang Fan did not see the strange-tempered door girl. He showed his figure in a swagger and sat down directly in the reception room on the west side of the living room. There was hot tea prepared on the table and the pot was still steaming.

Yang Fan poured himself a cup without any hesitation. While drinking tea, the old god looked up at the ground and looked at the decorations in the hall.

One word, luxury.

Two words, grand.

Three words, you are so rich!

This is life!

Yang Fan sighed in his heart, but he was not very envious because he knew very well that in no time, all this in front of him would become a passing cloud.

No matter how luxurious the villa or the exquisite decoration is, it is all a decoration in the end of the world. It cannot save lives, nor can it eat or drink, and its safety performance is even less than an ordinary cave, and it is useless.

After all, in the end of the world, one's own strength is the foundation, and everything else is external and insignificant.

Thinking of this, my sense of superiority suddenly rose, and my eyes that had just been blinded were once again bright.

There are benefits of poverty. At least when the end of the world came, he had no villa to lose, no luxury cars to destroy, and no hundreds of millions of dollars of property to consume. His losses would be much smaller than those rich rich people, so he would not feel sorry for him.

Yang Fan is very skilled in playing the game where grapes are sour when he can't eat them. After all, he has been playing them for more than 20 years and is very experienced.

After drinking a cup of tea, Zhu Caiwei was not seen yet. Yang Fan was not impatient at all. He was the boss, so he was the biggest, even if he was late, it was natural.

He lifted the teapot and poured himself a cup and savored it slowly.

In fact, he can't taste the quality of the tea. After all, the tea he drinks the most is iced black tea. Even if you make a cup of legendary Dahongpao for him, he won't think it's better than iced black tea.

Now he is pretending to sit here to have tea, just to make his boss look more tasteful when he comes.

After a while, the hand on the pendulum clock had already pointed at 8:50. Zhu Caiwei still hadn't arrived. The living room was still empty, not even a figure. Yang Fan was too lazy to pretend to behave, so he simply crossed his legs and started practicing "Basic Ventilation".

The pointer on the pendulum clock was spinning round after round. When its hour hand pointed to nine and minute hand pointed to twelve, a very shrill scream suddenly came from the upper part of the living room, where the second floor bedroom was located.

"Ah~!!"

The screams are thin and sharp, not only extremely penetrating, but also lasting forever.

There is a monster!

Yang Fan was awakened at the first time and felt that the aura of a monster on the second floor was heard. Without saying a word, he flew to the second floor, kicked open the door with the aura of a monster on his face, and flashed into it.

A little girl in a white bear pajamas was tired and shrank in the corner of the wall, holding her head with her hands, and burying her head between her knees, trembling with fear. The scream just now came from her mouth, and now when someone kicked in the door, the scream suddenly stopped.

The little girl's back was facing Yang Fan, and a pink bear embroidered on her back twisted and twisted as the little girl's trembling body, as if she was making faces at Yang Fan.

Seeing that she was not injured, Yang Fan ignored her and glanced around the house with vigilance. He quickly focused his attention in the bathroom in the bedroom, and the breath of the monster came from there.

Yang Fan carefully stepped over and slowly pushed open a thin slit in the bathroom door. Then a strong and pungent smell of blood came out from it. Yang Fan's heart tightened. Could anyone have been killed?

No longer hesitated, the blood and blood in his body burst out, and Yang Fan forced his way into the door.

In the bathroom, the imagined war did not break out. All that caught my eye was the body of a fat cat who was one meter long, lying on his back under the toilet.

The corpse was very fresh, with limbs spreading flat and slight convulsions. Something was torn apart on his neck. In the huge gap, blood was rushing out, and it was already flowing all over the ground. The aura of monsters that Yang Fan felt was emitted from the fat cat.

This cat turned out to be a real monster that had completely awakened its bloodline!
Chapter completed!