Urban Demon Slayer

"Tomorrow, I will divorce Du Xue and leave this city... Xiao Wang, if we have a chance in the future, let's drink again!" These were the last words Zhao Mingquan said before leaving.

"Let's go! I feel a little scared when I ask you to say that!" This was Song Bo's last call to Wang Qianchen.

"Think about it, the orderly streets, the people living and working in peace and contentment, the schools with loud reading, the playgrounds with laughter... all have your part... Isn't it cool?" Zhao Zhe said this As he spoke, he lay on the ground and looked up at the stars, with a smile on his face.

Individual figures passed through Wang Qianchen's mind like a torrent.

Having reached this point, is it possible to back down again?

"I don't regret it...I'll join!" Wang Qianchen raised his head and said with red eyes.

"Are you sure?" Li Qianqiu asked again.

"OK!" Wang Qianchen said with a sonorous tone and firm eyes.

"Okay..." Li Qianqiu nodded and did not ask how he would deal with Qi Yan's matter.

We are all adults and there are some things we don’t need to be taught.

"Of course, a demon slayer doesn't have to die alone..." Until

At this time, Li Qianqiu patted Wang Qianchen on the shoulder: "When you feel that you are strong enough to protect the people around you, you can fall in love, get married and have children! Just like Commander Song, I heard that he has a happy life Of course, I just used him as an example, not that you have to be as strong as him... It is indeed difficult to be as strong as him!"

"I understand." Wang Qianchen nodded again.

"Okay, let's continue talking about Mr. Red Mansion..." Li Qianqiu breathed out, and then took out a photo. It showed a young man with fair skin and glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked elegant and had a bookish atmosphere. , "He is quite famous in the area of ​​the 'Modern Era' apartment building. Many people come to him for fortune telling, and the property also has registered resident information, so it is not difficult to get his photo. Everyone remembers him. , if you see him, report it as soon as possible. This monster's strength and true identity are unknown, and he is very good at hiding his aura. He may be a very strong opponent. It is better for everyone to besiege him."

Several people looked at the photo of Mr. Red Mansion carefully and remembered it deeply in their minds.

nautical miles.

"Okay, today's meeting ends here... Xiaochen, please contact us when you are free. If nothing happens, we will teach you various skills." Li Qianqiu said again.

"Okay." Wang Qianchen wrote down the mobile phone numbers of several people one by one, and received a walkie-talkie and headset from Li Qianqiu.

This walkie-talkie is for military use, and its coverage range can reach dozens of kilometers. Except for some corner areas, a few people can basically communicate instantly in the city.

After Li Qianqiu said a few more words, they all dispersed and went to inspect their respective areas. Wang Qianchen also returned to the company to handle some matters.

…

Until Zhezhe's car wash shop was empty and there was no sound anymore, the "Dream of Red Mansions" on the window sill flashed with white light and slowly transformed into a young man wearing glasses.

"Oh my god, you scared me to death..." Mr. Honglou patted his chest, his legs were still shaking slightly, and his already fair face looked even paler. He had never been in such close contact with a group of demon slayers before. matter.

"By the way, the weakest demon slayer seems to be going on a date with Head Nurse Qi tonight... Yes, Mingyue Dinner

hall! "Mr. Honglou didn't hear the content of the subsequent meeting because he closed his Qiqiao, but he still remembered a phone call Wang Qianchen made.

"Well, let's start with Nurse Qi!"

Mr. Honglou carefully observed the door of the car wash for a while, and after making sure that no one was there, he quietly went out.

It was still dark, so Mr. Honglou went back to the basement where he rented to pack some things.

Not a few minutes later, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who..." Mr. Honglou was frightened and asked tremblingly.

"I, the landlord!" came an old lady's voice from outside.

Mr. Honglou breathed a sigh of relief and then opened the door.

"When will the rent be paid?" After the old lady came in, she walked around the room first, and then said to Mr. Honglou with her nostrils.

"I've only lived here for a day, can you please stop being so hasty?" Mr. Honglou was speechless.

"But you haven't paid the rent for a day! It's only a thousand yuan a month. How can you delay?!" The old lady was arrogant.

"Don't worry, I'm a scholar and I won't owe you money!" Mr. Honglou was a little irritated.

"You said you are a young man with hands and feet

You don't go out to work, you just stay in the house all day. I really don't believe you can afford the rent! If you can't afford it, move out, you hear me? "The old lady looked quite old, but had a very tough temper. She poked Mr. Honglou's chest as she spoke.

"...I said I am a scholar, and scholars are the most reasonable. I said I won't owe you rent, so I won't owe you rent! Also, it's not that I don't have money, all my money is used to buy books. Confucius said..." The thin Mr. Honglou was pushed back by her pokes, and even almost fell to the ground, but he still replied angrily.

"You're such a mouthful! If you do it again, I'll break your legs! You're a bullshit scholar. What's the use of reading these crappy things every day? If you don't pay the rent tomorrow, move out. I'm not a charity! "The old lady cursed fiercely, turned and left.

"What kind of world is this? Even scholars can't survive! Who would have expected in this life? What's in my heart?"

Tianshan, born in Luzhou! "

Standing in the small room, looking at the dazzling array of books that had been transported from the "Modern Era" apartment, Mr. Red Mansion let out a long and helpless sigh...

(End of chapter)