Chapter 27 The Cat Demon in the Bathroom

Dongcheng, Hongjingwan villa area.

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

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

A crisp and sweet voice came from the doorbell. It sounded like she was young last year, and even had a hint of milkiness, but the tone was a bit aggressive, as if someone owed her a few hundred dollars.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched. Whose child is so rude?

"Hello, I……"

"How do you know if I'm okay, and you haven't seen me? Hmph, hypocrisy, my mother said it well, there's nothing good about men!"

Yang Fan: "..."

Who is he provoking, did this kid eat gunpowder in the morning? What's the matter? Are you okay? That's polite. Do you understand?

"I……"

"What are you, you look like a good person, you are not a good person at first glance, you should stay away from our door, or you will be called a security guard!"

Yang Fan felt guilty, and swallowed the harsh words that had just reached his lips.

There was no way. Just now, because he couldn't prove that he knew the owner inside, the security guards in the community refused to let him in, so he had to sneak in through the wall.

It's all to blame for the police at the police station, who invited him to the station for a surprise interrogation early in the morning, so that he didn't even have time to bring his mobile phone, and there was no way to contact Zhu Caiwei.

He thought that as long as he sneaked in and found the agreed place, he could easily meet Zhu Caiwei and start his career as a bodyguard for tens of thousands of yuan a month. Since then, he has reached the pinnacle of his life and no longer has to worry about his livelihood.

Unexpectedly, everything turned out to be unfavorable today, and I came across such a wonderful flower when I was at the door.

How to do? Are you going to push hard?

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. But even if it's a missed appointment.

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

Regardless of whether this is a special test before his entry, Yang Fan has decided to go all out.

No way, all the assets on him now add up to less than 100 yuan, and the previous deposits have all been turned into food essence and entered his belly. If he doesn't want to make money, today's lunch is afraid None left.

After all, no matter how cool the monsters kill and how fast their strength increases, he still has to face the daily problems of survival such as eating, drinking and lhasa.

Being poor and prosperous is not just talk.

After becoming a mortal, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his food intake has already exceeded that of ordinary people several times. Ordinary vegetarian pasta can hardly meet his gastrointestinal needs. Only those high-nutrient and high-energy meat can really It can keep up with the consumption of his own blood.

To put it simply, he is now extremely capable of eating, and he needs to eat at least 20 to 30 pounds of cooked meat for a meal, and this is only temporary. With the improvement of his cultivation, this value will become more and more. It's not impossible to eat hundreds of pounds of meat in one meal.

When he breaks through to the martial master level, even ordinary meat may no longer meet his needs. He can only find spiritual fruit and medicine everywhere, or hunt low-level monsters and cook their flesh and blood, in order to keep up with his body. Daily consumption, otherwise the spiritual energy in the body will be forced to be depleted, making the cultivation base stagnant.

"This is the trouble caused by the cultivation base rising too fast."

Yang Fan sighed in his heart that he can now increase his energy and blood strength at any time by running, running, and kicking his legs. You don't even have a mental preparation, you say annoying or not?

"Hey! What about you,

Why haven't you left yet? I warn you, if I don't leave again, I'm really going to call security! "

The little girl's voice came from the doorbell again, threatening.

Yang Fan pouted, too lazy to talk nonsense with her, you have a bad temper, I still have depression, who is afraid of who?

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

"You have used the Moon Shadow Movement Technique, and you have a more thorough understanding of the Moon Shadow Movement Technique, and your skill proficiency has improved. Movement +1, Agility +1."

The fence outside the villa is not high, only about two meters. Yang Fan jumped over the wall and jumped in. Because of the stealth effect of the Moon Shadow Movement, the surveillance inside the villa and the workers who were cleaning the lawn did not find him.

It only took three seconds for Yang Fan to pass through the courtyard corridor of more than 30 meters, and unknowingly dodged into the room hall in the center of the villa.

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

There was no one in the living room, and Yang Fan didn't see the eccentric janitor. He swaggered and sat down in the parlour on the west side of the living room. There was hot tea on the table, and the spout was still bubbling up. heat.

Yang Fan unceremoniously poured himself a cup first, and while drinking tea, the old god looked up at the decorations in the hall.

One word, luxurious.

Two words, atmosphere.

Three words, thieves 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 a short while, all this in front of him would be a thing of the past.

No matter how luxurious a villa is, no matter how beautifully decorated it is, it is all a decoration in the apocalypse. It can neither save lives, nor eat or drink.

In the final analysis, in the end times, one's own strength is the foundation, and everything else is external and insignificant.

Thinking of this, the sense of superiority in my heart rose spontaneously, and the eyes that had just been blinded saw the light again.

The benefits of being poor are poor, at least when the end of the world comes, he has no villas to lose, no luxury cars to destroy, not to mention hundreds of millions of tens of billions of properties that are too late to consume, his losses will be smaller than these rich local tyrants It's a lot, don't worry.

Yang Fan is very skilled at the game of sour grapes if he can't eat grapes. After all, he has been playing for more than 20 years and has a lot of experience.

After drinking a cup of tea, Zhu Caiwei hadn't been seen yet, and Yang Fan was not impatient at all. He was the boss, the biggest, even if he was late.

He picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup, tasting it slowly.

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

Now pretending to sit here drinking tea, just to make him look more tasteful when the boss comes.

After a while, the pointer on the pendulum clock had already pointed to 8:50, Zhu Caiwei still hadn't arrived, and the living room was still empty, not even a figure. Yang Fan didn't bother to pretend any more, so he just crossed his legs and practiced "Basic Breathing".

The pointer on the pendulum clock turned round and round. When the hour hand pointed to nine and the minute hand pointed to twelve, there was suddenly a very shrill sound above the living room, where the bedroom on the second floor was located. scream.

"Ah~!!"

The shriek is thin and high-pitched, and it is not only extremely penetrating, but also enduring.

There are monsters!

Yang Fan was awakened for the first time, and felt that the breath of monsters was coming out from the second floor.

A little girl in a white bear pajamas huddled in the corner tiredly, with her head in her hands, her head buried between her knees, shivering with fright. The scream just now came from her mouth, and now she heard someone kicking the door. Entering, the screaming stopped suddenly.

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

Seeing that she wasn't injured, Yang Fan ignored her, glanced around the house vigilantly, and quickly focused his attention on the bathroom in the bedroom, where the aura of the monster came from there.

Yang Fan walked over cautiously, and slowly pushed the bathroom door open a slit, and then there was a strong and a bit pungent bloody smell emitting from the inside, Yang Fan's heart tightened, could someone have been killed? already?

Without hesitation, the blood in his body burst out, and Yang Fan forced his way in.

In the bathroom, the imaginary war did not break out. All that caught my eye was the corpse of a fat cat with a length of one meter, lying on its back under the toilet.

The corpse was very fresh, its limbs were flat and stiff, and even had a slight twitching movement. The neck was torn by something, and blood was rushing out from the huge gap, and it had already dripped all over the ground. What Yang Fan felt The aura of a monster was emanating from this fat cat.

This cat turned out to be a real monster that has fully awakened its bloodline!

Who, or what, killed it?