Chapter 179 Come to collect debts

If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools.

For several days, I drew a lot of talismans and prepared the necessary magic tools.

Ji Canghai didn't know where he got a sandbag, and he kept hitting it every day.

What gives me more headaches is Chen Jiayan, who asks me at least once a day when the wood will arrive.

Just when everything was being prepared in full swing, a hissing sound suddenly came from the intercom in my dormitory.

"Brother Chen, someone is looking for you. You are a fat man with one arm."

Ji Canghai stopped what he was doing and joked: "Giving gifts is really useful. I even called Brother Chen."

As the saying goes, smoke builds bridges, wine paves the road, smiling faces greet each other, and people are worldly.

Since the last time I gave some cigarettes and alcohol to some security guards, their attitude towards me has obviously changed.

This is not to say that people are snobbish and that is the nature of favors.

When you are born in the secular world, you naturally want to be a secular person.

I put away my talisman and threw the towel to Ji Canghai: "Don't be poor, come with me to have a look."

Only after we met him did I realize that this man was a monkey.

We haven’t seen each other for a long time. The gauze on Monkey’s arm has not been removed, there is no blood on his face, and there is still a crutch under his left arm.

Especially the dirty blue short-sleeved shirt, which made him look particularly embarrassed.

Monkey wiped the sweat off his face and said, "We meet again."

I don't have a good impression of him at all, but when he comes to visit, there must be something wrong.

I turned back and pointed to the condolence hall: "Let's go inside and talk."

"No, just a few words and then we'll leave."

Monkey tilted his head and wiped the sweat from his face, adding a bright sweat stain to his dirty short sleeves.

"Is there something to be said for my arm?"

I looked at him suspiciously, feeling that he was a little confused: "Wang Ju promised to give you money, what else are you looking for?"

"Wang Ju?"

Monkey curled his lips with disdain: "He can't even save himself! Changchunhui won't be able to dance for a few days!"

"When he falls, who am I going to ask for money? Stop talking nonsense. You have to give me the money today."

It seems that the news that Changchun Club is about to change has completely spread.

Otherwise the monkey won’t come looking for me.

I looked up and down: "From what you say, are you planning to withdraw first?"

"***? Aren't you going to run and wait for Wang Ju to take me to my death?"

I couldn't help but laugh a few times: "That's your God of Wealth, and he just ran away like that?"

The monkey spat viciously: "The God of Wealth? He is now the King of Hell who urges death!"

I feel bad for Wang Ju.

When you usually make money, you talk to President Wang every time, which is called cordiality.

Now the trees have fallen and the hozens have dispersed, and the walls have collapsed and everyone has pushed them away. Seeing that the situation is not going well, they immediately prepare to run away.

This character is like garbage in an ice cube. As soon as the sun comes out, the stench immediately hits your nose.

"Brother." Ji Canghai shook the sweat on his head: "Are you planning to come and rob me?"

The monkey gritted his teeth and corrected: "It's compensation!"

Ji Canghai nodded: "No, I think you came here to die."

Tsk.

I shook my head speechlessly: "How old are you this year?"

"Forty-two, what's wrong?"

I pursed my lips and smiled: "A lot of years have passed on to a living dog. You will still be like this if you live forty-two more years."

I took a few steps forward and bumped him lightly with my shoulder.

"Don't say I don't have money. Even if I have money, I won't give it to you!"

If nothing else, let’s just say that in the tomb that day, if Ji Canghai hadn’t chopped off his arm, he would have been dead!

Now you dare to ask me for money?

Got shit in your head?

Just when I turned around to leave, the monkey asked again from behind: "Have you made up your mind?"

I didn't even look back and just said, "Get out of here."

"In the afternoon, or at most in the evening, you..."

Ji Canghai sighed: "You can babble!"

After saying that, he turned around, grabbed the monkey's ears, and dragged it out of the door.