This matter is a bit beyond my imagination.
There is someone else living in my apartment, and it seems that he is a flexible employee who provides assistance.
Song Ziyu touched his head and said, "No, who are you?"
Then Song Ziyu got an answer that surprised him!
The little girl held a cigarette in her mouth and stared at herself and said, "Okay, you took advantage of me, and I've already been taken advantage of by you. Don't you want to give me money?"
With that said, the little girl took her mobile phone and typed two lines quickly. Less than thirty seconds later, the door to the room was opened again, and four or five people from society walked in.
These guys entered the door with their front feet, and even locked the door of the room thoughtfully with their back feet.
"It's just that you won't pay for the chicken, right?" The bald leader walked up to Song Ziyu with a fierce look.
"Get out of here!" Song Ziyu was a little angry, why did these cats and dogs come to his home?
"You bastard, you dare to scold me! You will be beaten whether or not you give me money today!" The bald man smashed the Tian Huangshi in his hand onto Song Ziyu's head, preparing to teach Song Ziyu a profound lesson.
In an instant, Song Ziyu knew what was going on.
Damn it...it seems like I bumped into an immortal and jumped.
Boy, these people really know how to play!
Song Ziyu thought to himself, if it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have lost money today?
certainly!
Song Ziyu didn't take it easy, he just blocked it and swung away the bald head's fist, then pressed the bald head's head towards the wall.
boom!
Under Song Ziyu's powerful and heavy blow, the bald head came into close contact with the wall of the entrance hall.
Then the fierce man fainted.
"Boss!"
"grass!"
"Fuck him."
The few big men behind the bald head were not aware of their situation at all, and they actually wanted to rely on their superiority in numbers to subdue Song Ziyu.
It was obvious that these guys knew absolutely nothing about power.
Song Ziyu had an intense and friendly "in-depth exchange" with several people in a small space. Then, under Song Ziyu's iron fist, the three people lost consciousness on the spot. The two people who were awake were also covered in wounds and completely lost their ability to resist.
Seeing this scene, the little girl hiding in the toilet was completely frightened and cried.
Song Ziyu carried these guys into the living room one by one with an expressionless face for interrogation.
After asking, I found out that it was true that these people were playing fairy dance in the apartment, but the apartment was indeed rented in the name of the little girl.
"Brother, it's really a misunderstanding. If you want to eat King Chicken, you can eat it anytime. My brother will arrange it for you right away... Duoduo, what are you doing here? Help this big brother feel comfortable."
The bald head woke up and was convinced. Between calling the police and being hacked, the bald head wisely chose the latter.
Song Ziyu had no interest in sharing the toilet with others, so he rejected this "good offer."
At this time, I have come back to my senses.
This room is filled with the atmosphere of a girl's life, from the furnishings to the pillows on the bed, these things cannot be changed in just a few days.
After reading Xiao Taimei's rental contract, Song Ziyu completely understood.
There seemed to be hundreds of millions of minor problems in the time and space I came back to.
After giving a lesson to these immortal jumpers, Song Ziyu turned around and prepared to leave the apartment.
When he opened the door, he saw a thin young man wearing glasses with the words "I am a student" written on his face, looking at him anxiously.
"Living expenses are not used to pay for public food!" Song Ziyu said sadly looking at this guy who hadn't even grown up yet.
…
After leaving the apartment, Song Ziyu took advantage of the night and went straight to the warehouse he rented.
The locks of the small warehouse not far from the apartment were changed as expected.
Song Ziyu still refused to give up, smashed the lock with his bare hands and entered the warehouse.
The materials originally stored in the warehouse and the mechanical equipment that had not had time to be transferred have disappeared!
Song Ziyu shuddered.
Damn it, grandma, something is going wrong.
It seems that something bad may have occurred to me!
Song Ziyu quickly activated his time-travel bracelet and returned to Longshan.
When he appeared in Xu Yingnan's small attic, Song Ziyu's anxious heart finally calmed down.
Fortunately, okay, there was no problem in Longshan.
Song Ziyu stood on the window sill and looked at the busy settlement, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
My foundation in the wasteland world is still there, and my hope is still there.
After some repairs in Longshan, Song Ziyu took his mobile phone and the spare cash and ID documents he had left in the wasteland and traveled back to the civilized world.
Now I have a relatively urgent task:
He must confirm what unknown changes have taken place in the civilized world where he lives.
…
It was class time in the morning, and Song Ziyu entered the NTU campus with an anxious mood.
Fortunately, the identification and information were fine.
This proves that I am still a student of NTU.
Song Ziyu was very lucky, at least he didn't kill himself.
Walking on the campus road lined with sycamore trees, Song Ziyu felt like he was in another world.
I just went to the Student Affairs Department of the Academic Affairs Office to get a replacement meal card and information card. Song Ziyu confirmed his student status and major in detail, and everything was fine.
It seems life is still on track.
Song Ziyu thought about it for a while, and then he had to consider how to deal with future disasters...
"Bai Yanyan, wait for me."
A familiar voice came from not far away.
Song Ziyu trembled when he heard the sound, and suddenly looked back, only to see the short and fat Ni Hong running forward hard with milk tea in her hand.
In front of Ni Hong, a tall girl with outstanding temperament was walking forward.
Song Ziyu was stunned.
Isn't this Bai Yanyan who committed suicide by jumping off the building?
She is actually alive!
Song Ziyu was stunned.
I saw Bai Yanyan not far away looking back and smiling: "Ni Hong, what's wrong?"
The short and fat Ni Hong panted and ran to Bai Yanyan: "You forgot to bring your things, and I have to be thinking about you."
As she spoke, Ni Hong took out something and mysteriously stuffed it into Bai Yanyan's hand.
Although they were separated by a sycamore-lined path, Song Ziyu's eyes were very sharp and he could tell at a glance that the thing was Durex, apple flavored.
"Thank you, good bestie." Bai Yanyan calmly put the gadget into her bag, and then smiled at Ni Hong.
"Save the trouble, there's only one." Ni Hong warned empathetically.
Bai Yanyan pursed her lips and smiled, as if her thoughts had been guessed.
At this moment, a royal blue Panamera appeared in front of Bai Yanyan. The driver pressed the horn very arrogantly, rolled down the window, and Wu Fan's handsome face was revealed.
