When An Ning Laundry House opened, it was not as popular as imagined, but empty. After all, the nature of the laundry house was there.

But the devil is no longer working. If the laundry has no business, will Brother Jie be happy?

If Brother Jie is unhappy, how can Sister Noyan be happy?

Just opened but no business? .???.

How can it be!

This is not a problem for these four sales geniuses at all. Nanshan Street is full of bustling passers-by. Are you still worried about running out of customers?

I saw four strong men wearing aprons and walking on the street. When people saw the four men dressed like this, they wanted to walk around.

However, Chi rushed forward and stopped an elder brother on the spot.

The eldest brother's whole person was shrouded in shadow, he raised his head and said weakly:

(??﹏??) "What...what are you doing? This is a society ruled by law!"

I saw a kind[xiong]amiable[shen]ke[e]kissing[sha] smile on his face:

(???Д??) "Hey~ brother, do you want to do the laundry?"

In the blink of an eye, the four brothers, Demon and Demon, surrounded him, like four airtight walls.

The eldest brother's face turned pale with fright. Do you want to wash...wash clothes? Is this...is this some slang that has recently emerged on the street?

Why can’t I understand it well?

=????(??? ????) "Wash...what clothes to wash?"

Chi raised his robotic arm, grabbed his eldest brother by the collar, and lifted him up:

(???Pan??) "This is what you are wearing, can you wash it? We run a laundry room!"

The eldest brother, who had a big man's head, tilted his head and glanced at An Ning washing clothes, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

(?﹏? ????) "My clothes were newly changed this morning. They are quite clean. They shouldn't need to be washed, right?"

I saw Chi put the elder brother down: "Clean? I didn't see where it was clean?"

The eldest brother pointed to his white shirt: "Look, it..."

(???3??)?oˉ?·? ˉ?“Oh~bah

Ha~bah~

Before he could finish his words, he just spat on his brother's white shirt.

The eldest brother was petrified on the spot and froze on the spot.

(?口?|||)!

Zhi raised his head and said: (?￣? Dan ￣??) "Now I'm buried..."

The eldest brother said with a dark face:

(????????????)? "I have paper in my bag. If I wipe it, it will still help..."

But at this moment, the demons and monsters began to surround the big brother and use their full output, transforming into spit-making machines!

(??3?)?oˉ?·? ˉ?“Hehe~he~he!tui~

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(???3??) "Haha~ Goose Box~ Poof~ Goose Box Box~"

The eldest brother was surrounded in the middle and directly endured the hail of bullets that his age should not have to endure.

Today he had thought about whether it would rain outside and whether he would get wet, but he never thought that he would be sprayed all over by four strong men.

The eldest brother felt like he was being spat on by four uncles Liu Huang.

I saw the eldest brother with a dark face and raised his palms:

(?????? Yi?????? ??????) "Stop! Shut up! Stop vomiting, four gentlemen, I'll wash these clothes!"

The evil spirit's eyes were bright, and he immediately picked up his elder brother and carried him into the store.

“One male guest, full set~”

Just watch the four people working hard to remove the eldest brother until only a kucha seed was left, and threw it into the street.

"Let's go! Come pick up your clothes tomorrow. If you dare not come, I will skin you!"

The eldest brother covered his face and ran away. What was this meowing about?

Ren Jie witnessed the whole scene in the store and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. As expected from Old World Street, he has a special sales method, right?

Create demand when there is no demand, right?

Are these four guys the reincarnation of Peashooter?

Isn’t it true that a gentleman talks but doesn’t do anything?

"Now here comes the question, how are you four going to wash these clothes?"

The demon monster looked at the clothes soaked with saliva on the ground, and his face turned dark...

"Brothers... let's add an Easter egg spray gun to the robotic arm. I want to make it impossible for everyone who passes by Anning Laundry to go home clean."

An evil smile suddenly appeared on the faces of the four brothers!

(??? .?.? ??‵) "Dirty them, I already have a premonition that a bloody storm is coming! Jiejiejie~"

Ren Jie covered his face, has the war of words escalated into a war of water guns?

Are you really punishing me?

But Ren Jie didn't say anything. He didn't expect the laundry house to make any money. He mainly wanted Aunt An Ning to have something to do.

After all, people of the previous generation never had time to spare...

After making arrangements at home, I studied for another afternoon and read all the information sent by Jiang Jiuli.

Ren Jie then set out to train on Qingting Mountain. After more than ten days, he had already made the top of Qingting Mountain bald...

Those who didn’t know better thought that the top of the mountain here had been bombed by the Rocket Army.

But now, Ren Jie's level has reached the third level of the Ridge Realm. When he reaches the second level, he won't rise as fast as the first level.

Moreover, Ren Jie is a fellow practitioner of Gene Warrior and Demonic Contractor, so the spiritual energy he needs is twice that of ordinary Gene Warriors, so it is normal for him to improve slowly.

The worst thing is that the cultivation of the devil requires demonic energy, and the conversion of spiritual energy into demonic energy requires emotional fog, which results in Ren Jie's emotional fog being never enough.

And we have to maintain the daily supply of two demon spirits, otherwise we will enter the crazy and abnormal mode.

Isn't it enough to rely on just one sunny person?

But how could this stump the smart and capable Ren Jie? In the past ten days, when he had nothing to do, he went to the hospital corridor to sit and read.

The hospital is full of patients and their family members. People die every day, and everyone's mood is fluctuating. Just sitting there for an afternoon can collect a lot of emotional fog.

While he was in the hospital, he met friends at the crematorium. People were being pulled over to burn the crematorium every day, and the family members' mood swings were even more severe. Ren Jie could still make a lot of money there.

By the way, he also took a part-time job as a mourner. If you cry for four hours, you will be paid one thousand. Not only can you make money, but you can also collect emotional fog. It is simply amazing.

But what is even worse is that the day before yesterday, because Ren Jie was too tired, his head was in a daze, and he cried at the wrong grave, he was deducted 600 yuan, and he was very angry...

In addition to daily consumption and keeping some for backup, the rest of the emotional fog was used by Ren Jie to improve his own level.

Only then was he barely promoted to the third level.

"Ding Ding~ Cang! Dang!"

At the top of the Qingting Mountain, Ren Jie held two swords and attacked Qing crazily, his movements almost miraculous.

But Qing just held the short blade in one hand and put the other behind her back, calmly receiving every attack from Ren Jie.

Ren Jie's body was burning with blazing flames, and the flames would erupt from his body from time to time to correct his offensive posture.

Just like rocket attitude correction.

Before, Ren Jie could only control the fire to spray out from his hands and feet. Now he can spray fire at any part of his body, including his elbows, shoulders, shoulder blades, knees, chest, etc.

With the assistance of the burning thrust, Ren Jie can even make some sharp turns, using thrust to overcome inertia and fight more fiercely.

Don't forget, Ren Jie is still wearing a weight of nearly one thousand kilograms.

However, this was not enough for Qing.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Is that all there is to it? Even the old man with cerebral thrombosis moves faster than you!"

Ren Jie:???

This way you are somewhat burying people.

I saw Ren Jie staring

Eyes, the blazing blade slashed towards Qing's head at high speed.

Qing naturally resisted with her short sword. The moment the two touched each other, the blazing blade actually passed through the short sword and continued to slash fiercely.

Qing almost instinctively drew out a second sword to resist, and the blade was dyed black by the shadow.

But Ren Jie actually let go, the blazing blade disappeared, and changed into the form of a pistol, with meteors condensing rapidly between his fingers.

"boom!"

The flaming meteor suddenly launched, and Qing slashed with the shadow blade. An astonishing and surprising scene happened. The trajectory of the meteor between her fingers actually changed, drawing an arc, and hitting Qing's face directly.

clear:???

She instinctively tilted her head, and the flaming meteor flew past her hair, and then exploded violently.

Qing couldn't help but turn sideways to resist the explosion to keep herself in the same embarrassment.

But the moment he turned sideways, Ren Jie reached out with his little hand and went straight to grab Qing's mask.

Seeing that there were only three centimeters left, Ren Jie could touch the mask between his fingers.

However, at this moment, Qing's short blade turned sharply and hit Ren Jie hard on the stomach with the handle of the blade, knocking him off the ground. Then he hit Ren Jie hard with an elbow on the back.

superior.

A sound of "Boom!"

Ren Jie was hit and fell to the ground. He ate a mouthful of dirt and curled up in a ball while holding his stomach in pain.

"Pfft~ Pervert... I finally mastered the art of shaking the gun, and I can turn the flaming meteor around. I thought I could succeed today!"

Qing took two steps back deftly and said calmly:

(?￣? ~ ￣??) "The purpose is too obvious. The center goal is wide open. When attacking, don't forget to leave yourself room for defense."

"That's it for today's training. Go home and tidy up. Are you going to go to the Demon Hunting Academy later?"

Ren Jie stood up holding his stomach:

(′? ??`) "Well, to be honest, how does my current level compare with the students at the Demon Hunting Academy? If I went there, I wouldn't be bullied, right?"

Qing said calmly: "Are you? You are at the middle or lower level, you can barely pass? There are many people who are better than you. If you work hard, you should be able to pass..."

Ren Jie looked at his hips and said: "Ah~ they are all so powerful? But come to think of it, they have practiced for three more years than me, so they must be more powerful now?"

"Hey~ I have to keep a low profile. I hope I won't be bullied. I'm going home to pack my things~"

I saw Ren Jie limping to the steps going down the mountain, and rolled down instinctively. Looking at Ren Jie's rolling back, Qing couldn't help but tilted her head and spat:
Chapter completed!