"It's not that I've really drunk too much, Fatty guy is afraid of life when he sees alcohol. Don't get drunk after he hasn't finished peeing." Some people are a little concerned about Fatty guy's situation, afraid that something really happened to him.

"Hahaha, isn't that all the pants are wet? Should I buy a piece of diapers in advance?"

"You guys wait here, I'll go and have a look."

Huangmao Acheng yawned and threw the cigarette butt on the ground. Without stepping on it, he walked towards the corner where Fat Head was peeing.

Because it was night, the construction floor was dark.

The vision was also very poor, and the few of them didn't pay much attention, just stood there and waited. But after a while, even the yellow-haired Acheng himself did not make any noise.

This is a bit damn! The remaining four people thought that something was wrong, so they walked towards the construction site together.

Next to this street and alley is a newly built floor. A few people walked around the corner and found that behind the wall were erected iron pillars and rusty building materials.

"It's hard for such a big place to worry about CDs."

"It is said that it is an unfinished building. The developer ran away, so an old man was left to take care of it."

"I didn't see anyone? Then again, the two idiots went somewhere."

"You know, the squad room is right in front and the light is still on. Let's go and ask."

They looked around and shouted a few more times, but no one answered, which made the four of them a little uneasy.

This is so strange. Could it be that those two kids were ambushed?

They have been on the street for more than half a year and have also become enemies with some other small groups. They usually spend time on the street and occasionally do some thieves.

However, their main job is to provide debt collection companies and underground money shops.

There are some big shots behind this type of gray companies and underground money shops. The job of this group of people is also very simple, mainly collecting debts, collecting debts, or bringing people to the door to block the door and harassing creditors.

The most common way to collect debts is not to come to the door to block people, but to continue to make phone calls and harass them.

Holding the New Year with a stick and a knife in front of you is an old trick. True debt collectors who are capable rely on various means.

Red paint splashing the door is too swaggering and can easily cause trouble.

Nowadays, we print porridge moss to specifically paste other people's walls, with all kinds of accusations written on it.

Otherwise, they would just use the terms to make trouble with other people's relatives, companies, and units.

There is a point here. You must know that repaying debts is a matter of money. As long as there is no problem with the crime of economic disputes, the police will not be able to intervene directly.

In this city, there are more than a hundred companies that carry out "debt repayment" business, and there are also many private debt collection teams.

When doing this job, it is mainly because of being thick-skinned, being a slutty-mouthed, being able to pretend to be a grandson, and being an old man.

There are all kinds of people when collecting debts, so you must be careful when doing things.

As for the people like Fatou, Tang Qi, and Acheng, they are completely outsiders.

They can only pretend to be ruthless and stupid,

However, this kind of young man who can act ruthlessly and dare to act ill-handedly can also come in handy in the eyes of some people.

For example, the last time they took on the job was completely beyond the debt collection process. It was obvious that there was a hidden, invisible hand behind it.

And these young people didn't take the matter at that time too seriously.

But a homeless man died, who would care?

The other party died in that abandoned floor, with no surveillance nearby, and no witnesses. A person like garbage died and died.

Even the police could not deliberately withdraw a large amount of police force to investigate, because they could not find any evidence and could not collect too many clues.

The old man died like a dog on the cold concrete floor.

No one will pity him. He may have family, or nothing. He is a poor person with nothing, but this is not important because he dies here like a fallen leaf.

No one will know, no one will care.

No, maybe anyone will care! But that is not a "person".

It is an alien that humans do not know.

——It, the Avenger, opened its perception in the darkness, and burned deep in its heart through the flames condensed by the heart of revenge, which made it unable to help but open its mouth and reveal its cold fangs.

After this dark demon dog returned from hell, there was only strong anger deep in his heart. This anger would eventually swallow everything if it was not released.

Tang Qi felt a little strange. The door of the Zhishi room was open, and the light in the old light bulb inside was dim, but he didn't see the old man in the Zhishi room.

What's even more strange is that the other two people who entered here were missing. Fattou and Acheng were missing.

Could it be that they ran to the top of the floor? But why did these two fools do this? They wanted to trick us?

Some of the companions were also brave, were Fattou and Acheng knocked down by someone?

But Tang Xiao didn't think there was a small group nearby who dared to provoke them.

What's more, the candidates who chose were Fattou and Acheng.

He has a fat head, a wide body, and a fat body, and is nearly 1.9 meters tall. After drinking, he is even more arrogant. He always has an arrogant attitude of "I will not accept anyone after drinking, but I will obey the wall."

Huangmao Acheng is a graduate of a sports school. If it weren't for fighting, he wouldn't have been dropped out of school and had he become a current moral character.

However, Acheng has excellent physical strength, can fight and run, and is the most powerful person in normal combat. After all, he is also the most capable character in a group of people.

Tang Qiong thought, no matter who it was, it would probably not be so easy to knock down two people at the same time.

But if it weren't for someone's plot, then where did they go?

At this moment, one of the companions took out the flashlight from the drawer in the class room.

"I'll go upstairs to look for it. Maybe those two people want to mess with us, so I'll go and take a look first."

This person thinks that it might be that Fattou and Acheng plan to join forces to scare them and make a prank.

To prove this, we naturally have to go upstairs.

So he picked up the flashlight and ran upstairs. Because the floor had not been built yet, the remaining three people could vaguely see some of the scene above the floor from downstairs.

They saw a beam of light shaking on the floor, but not long after, the light suddenly disappeared.

Oh! This is not right! Could it be that I really saw a ghost this time!

"Old Liu, are you okay?"

"Stop playing, it's not a joke now."

"Old Liu, if you have nothing to do, just answer..."

The remaining three people looked at each other, and they all realized that the situation was not good. However, out of concern for their companions, they still shouted their companions' names downstairs. Finally, Tang Shi was the first to act and rushed upstairs in one breath, but there was nothing on the second floor.

The other two had no other choice and followed directly.

"The flashlight is still here?!"

When Tang Shan touched something, he found it was a flashlight, but it seemed to be broken and he didn't respond when he pressed the switch.

Seeing that the flashlight was useless, Tang Qi couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and looked around with the help of the dim light. Suddenly, a pool of slippery liquid was stepped on the bottom of his feet.

The legs were wet, as if soaked in water, and the air was floating with a sweet and rust-like smell.

No, this is not the smell of rust, it is the smell of blood.

Tang Tak realized that it was the smell of blood.
Chapter completed!