Chapter 13

Chapter 13

"Yanque?"

Chen Jing was stunned and hurriedly showed a very enthusiastic smile. Even if he had never smiled like this to anyone in the real world, he had to try hard to pretend now.

"My name is Chen Jing, I'm...hey, don't close the door yet!"

Chen Jing quickly stepped forward, trying to stop Yan Que from closing the door.

But in the next second, he felt a chill on his neck, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Yan Que stretched out a metal cane as sharp as a spear from the crack in the door.

The front and sharpest tip of the cane was pointed at Chen Jing's throat.

Chen Jing had no doubt that if he dared to take another step forward, the girl would stab him through the throat with a cane in an instant.

"Chen Bofu is my grandfather!"

Chen Jing played the life-saving card without hesitation, and at the same time he kept praying in his heart... The old man must not be fooled by the silver pewter spear head. If the name cannot scare people, it will be in trouble!

"Then what?" Yan Que did not put down his cane, but still looked at Chen Jing expressionlessly.

"I know my grandpa has caused you a lot of trouble these days, and I'm really sorry..."

Chen Jing explained carefully, then took out a prepared apple from the plastic bag and tentatively handed it to Yan Que.

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, please come to me... Can we be friends?"

At this moment, Chen Jing hated the nature of his house.

If in the real world I was not a social phobic but a social expert... I guess the current situation wouldn't be so embarrassing, right?

Yanque glanced at the apple handed over by Chen Jing, and perhaps sensing his sincere apology, he finally put down his cane and took the apple.

"Apology gift?"

"So be it."

"Because of what?"

"It's really a bit..."

"Oh, you said this."

Yan Que's tone softened slightly, but his expression of being repulsive remained unchanged.

"Your grandpa actually didn't cause me any trouble. I paid the property fees willingly."

Yan Que looked at the apple in his hand, with a trace of unconcealable joy in his eyes.

She smelled it first.

Then his teeth opened slightly and he took a gentle bite.

Instantly.

A refreshing fruity smell began to fill the air.

The aroma is a bit different from the apple smell in the real world.

Sweeter.

Refreshingly sweet.

"Did you hand over the money willingly?" Chen Jing looked at the little girl in disbelief and asked in confusion, "Were you not coerced or induced by him?"

Yan Que shook his head and said nothing.

"I thought you were attracted by him..."

"Your grandpa is a nice guy, but a little crazy. And with him here... the property fee is quite worth it."

After saying that, Yanque turned around and walked into the house without closing the door.

Chen Jingzheng was wondering if this was inviting him into the house?

Before he could figure it out, Yan Que came back with a box of beautifully packaged chocolates in his hand.

"This kind of uncontaminated fruit is very expensive, and it's not easy to buy it in the city. I don't like to owe favors..."

Yan Que handed the chocolate to Chen Jing, his pale face showing a hint of sickness, and his tone was a bit softer than before.

"Forget about the apology gift, forget about making friends, I still like to be alone."

Chen Jing really wanted to say, "Me too," but seeing the other person's expression that he didn't want to say more, he decided to stop there.

Making friends is indeed something that society cannot control casually...

"but……"

Yanque paused for a moment before closing the door, and suddenly revealed half of his face to look at Chen Jing.

"If it's convenient, I would like to trouble you to help me go to 2901 downstairs and tell that crazy woman to stop hitting my little cutie with rocks..."

"What cutie?"

Yan Que did not answer Chen Jing's question, but the dark room behind her lit up with hundreds of scarlet eyes.

"Patience has its limits."

Yanque said softly, his eyes getting colder.

"One more time and I'll kill her."

As soon as the words fell, the door was closed.

Although Yanque didn't explain much to Chen Jing, based on Chen Jing's feeling, this shouldn't be an ordinary neighborhood dispute. This seems to be a rhythm that threatens to kill people...

"Isn't there a normal person in this world?"

Chen Jing couldn't help but complain in his heart, and then looked at the chocolate in his hand, feeling that this trip was not in vain.

This box of chocolates seems to be produced by [Moonlight Hermitage]. The outer packaging box has the totem used by their sect as their logo, and there are also a few lines of small words printed on the back...

"It helps the old descendants repair their bodies...does this have a healing effect?"

Chen Jing read the instructions and entered the fire escape and chose to walk downstairs.

When he came to door 2901 downstairs...

No, to be precise, her house is gone.

The security door had been completely torn into more than a dozen pieces of iron sheet with unique shapes, and was lying quietly in the corridor.

The original square door frame seemed to have suffered some violent impact, and the door opening showed an irregular oblique trapezoid shape.

Looking at the cracks on the wall that were as wide as a finger, Chen Jing felt that this floor must be a dangerous building if he couldn't stay there for a long time!

"2901..."

Chen Jing glanced at the house number at his feet, then took out the receipt and compared it.

The people upstairs were unhappy.

The one downstairs is called brainless.

The old man seems to be very good at giving people nicknames...

Chen Jing rubbed his face that was stiff from smiling before, tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile again, and then raised his hand to knock on the deformed metal door frame.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

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According to the setting of the old man's sharp eyesight, the nicknames he gives these people are all traceable...

The person upstairs was unhappy and had a cold face from beginning to end, as if the whole world owed her money.

Unhappy, literally.

So the guy downstairs has no brains...

"Maybe he's a fool?"

This idea suddenly popped up in Chen Jing's mind, but he quickly rejected it...

Suddenly, an impatient voice came from the messy living room.

"Knock on what? Who?"

Hearing this voice, Chen Jing couldn't help but become nervous.

His intuition told him that the "brainless" person inside was more difficult to deal with than the "unhappy" person upstairs.

Before Chen Jing could mentally prepare himself, a woman wearing jeans and a short-sleeved T-shirt strode out.

She looks to be about the same age as Chen Jing, but a little shorter than Chen Jing.

In terms of appearance...

Chen Jing thinks she should be pretty.

But not sure.

Because he was brainless, he looked like he had just been beaten. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked quite embarrassed. There was a large swollen black spot on his right eye, and there were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped clean.

Compared to the cold little loli upstairs, Chen Jing felt that the girl in front of him was even more difficult to mess with.

Because she has a face that wants to destroy the whole world.

"busy?"

Wu Naozu walked up to Chen Jing and looked at him levelly, crossing his arms and looking very impatient.

For a while.

Chen Jing was so shocked by the opponent's fierce momentum that he began to stutter when speaking.

He felt that if he said the wrong thing, this woman could kill him without mercy.

Don't look down on someone who looks like an ordinary person. Maybe she is an ancient descendant like the old man.

Because this smell is so familiar...

"I, I, I am here to give you a property fee receipt!" Chen Jing stammered.

"Property fee..." No brain started gritting his teeth.

"Yeah!"

Chen Jing obviously didn't notice the other party's increasingly angry expression, and hurriedly handed over the receipt in his hand.

No brain glanced at his signature on the receipt.

Then laughed.

"hehe."

As we all know, from which era hehe has become a word rich in subtle elements.

It's not as simple as it sounds.

For example, right now, Chen Jing could hear a hint of murderous intent in the word "hehe". Unfortunately, before he could run away, Chen Jing grabbed his neck and lifted him up without thinking.

"Forget it until I kill you."

Wu brainlessly sniffed and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Kill you first, wait for me to recover for a while, and then I will go find that old madman to avenge you!"

Chen Jing has a little trouble breathing now, but even if his brain is deprived of oxygen, he understands that this brainless person is different from the unhappy person upstairs!

At least judging from her performance.

Property fees must be paid unwillingly.

"Speak carefully if you have something to say... If you want to seek revenge on him... go ahead and choke him. Why are you strangling me..."

"You are with him!"

"Nonsense... I'm not even familiar with him..."

Chen Jing struggled like a little chicken, his feet flying in the air and constantly flopping. The extreme lack of oxygen in his brain caused him to have hallucinations...

No, it's not necessarily a hallucination.