Lynn's lifespan has increased a little.

On this day,

Hans pressed the electric bell at Linn's house.

As soon as he entered the door he said:

"Brother Lin, you haven't paid your protection fee this month. What do you think? Do you need some more grace?"

"Huh." Lin En smiled crookedly, "There's no need."

"I have money!"

As he said that, he patted Hans's hand with a bag containing one hundred points worth of broken copper.

"Are you rich?"

Hans was surprised.

He clearly remembered that in the past, Lin En always delayed the protection fees again and again, and inevitably had to plead with the debt collectors.

I thought that now that I was helping the Lizard Gang and becoming a collection agent, I could tease him.

Unexpectedly, he seems to have developed a lot!

Turning to look at the guns on the shelf, Hans clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Who provided you with the supply?"

"I built them all myself." Lin En said proudly, and then added: "Why do you join the Lizard Gang and be responsible for collecting rent? How is this job?"

"Haha." Hans smiled, "This job is very easy, Linn. As long as I walk around the street every day, even if I don't do anything, there will be countless people willing to give me a few more dollars."

Linn nodded.

"Sounds like a beggar."

Seeing that Hans's expression was showing signs of collapse, Lin En said again:

"Why didn't your third sister come with you?"

"People are very busy. I can do things like collection by myself." Hans said, "If you encounter those who really can't afford it, forget it. Someone will take care of them naturally. It has nothing to do with me."

Lin En was also a little envious.

Collect rent!

What a great career!

He also wants to work in this field.

But the threshold for this industry is a bit high, and it is not something that ordinary people can do.

In a sense, Linn's current job is to prepare for rent collection in the future.

At midnight that day, he had a simple and sweet dream,

Dreaming about countless houses,

No more running around for a living,

As soon as he was born, he could reach out for clothes and open his mouth for food.

Snap!

The dream was shattered.

Very suddenly.

At this moment, Lin En thought this dream was too wonderful.

It would be disrespectful to show it any longer.

But when he thought about it again,

But he felt cold all over his body.

The sound of the dream breaking just now seemed to come from reality.

When he listened carefully again, he heard the slight scraping sound of clothes.

Someone is moving quietly in the living room!

broken!

Lin En is like falling into an ice cave,

Pulled a gun from under the pillow.

Aiming at the bedroom door.

The bed is a certain distance from the bedroom door, much like a three-meter fixed target.

If he hadn't practiced shooting, he might not be able to hit the target accurately.

Now,

The door opened slowly, frame by frame.

Bang!

Linn shot directly, shooting through the wooden door and hitting the latter in the head!

He made this gun, so of course he knows whether it can penetrate a wooden door.

Crows flew outside the window,

After double-checking that there are no other sounds,

Lin En then turned on the light and looked over slowly.

Like a big maggot-infested watermelon bursting to pieces.

Very humble.

Lin En's meal from the previous night seemed to flow into his stomach and be digested again.

"I killed someone"

Linn murmured to himself,

But then he realized that this was not the first person he had killed.

I suppressed my nausea and cleaned the scene.

Lin En decided to change her past.

The last time I killed someone, I didn’t touch the body.

It must be changed.

He walked up to the headless horseman and groped for a while.

I found dozens of dollars.

There was also a crudely made gun.

There is no oil or water.

The one with oil and water is usually the one who is killed.

That night,

Linn couldn't sleep.

He is very uneasy now.

This person did not have any identification and had no idea who he was, but Linn could make some inferences.

Maybe other prosthetic shops came to crack down on business and used physical attacks.

It could also be a simple thief.

If you have wealth, don't show it.

Lin En obviously hasn't really understood this sentence yet.

"This period of time has been too high-profile." Lin En realized later and was afraid for a while.

If he hadn't been exercising every day and not sleeping deeply,

If he hadn't been shooting every day and his marksmanship was accurate,

May be dead.

That night,

Lin En called Yang Gui.

"It's so late, aren't you going to sleep?" Yang Gui said in annoyance. His words suddenly stopped and became hurried:

"Have you created a T2 weapon? Tell me quickly!"

"No." Lin En said, "That's not the case."
To be continued...