The deal was concluded, and Renne took two silver notes from Elena.
One denomination is 5,000, one denomination is 10,000, the color is dark green and white, the pattern is exquisite, and the texture is good.
The watermark on it is very exquisite. It is a carefully designed anti-counterfeiting label. Under the orange light, the portrait of Charles IV with short white hair looks so pleasing to the eye, and seems to be more handsome.
Ren suddenly smiled, unfolded the banknotes with his fingers, and put them to his nose. He smelled a very light and special scent of ink.
Make no mistake, this is the smell of money.
Looking at Ren, who looked obsessed with money, Elena smoked a cigarette and laughed: "Don't worry, it's real money. Young man, when I was your age, I didn't love money so much."
Putting away the beloved banknotes, Ren snorted: "I didn't love money before, I just wanted to be a hero and a partner of justice.
Now I am eager to make money, but I am forced to do nothing."
Renn had not said he was indifferent to fame and wealth before, and indeed he was not eager for money, otherwise he would have joined the Military Police in the Giant World.
But now, having found a Bai Fumei as his girlfriend, the pressure is not as high as usual. Without money, he feels a little unable to hold his head high in front of Kesha.
Without talking too much, there was still a lot of blood on his clothes. Ren waved goodbye to the landlady and returned to the living room of Room 306 on the third floor, ready to take a shower first.
Everyone in the Sand Sculpture Protection Association had not rested yet. Four people gathered at a table and were cracking melon seeds and playing cards. It was very leisurely.
Seeing Ren pushing the door open, Susanna stood up and was about to come over to ask something.
"You...how did you..."
Susanna paused as she stepped forward, her face turned pale with fright, and her voice trembled. She had no choice but to do it. Renn, who had just killed a man, was filled with astonishing evil and bloody aura.
His sleeves and collar were stained with blood, and his hair was stained with the blood spattered when Kuro was beheaded. The residual aura of the high-ranking demon gave her a sense of oppression.
The landlady's level is higher than Ren's, and she is also a ruthless person who likes to shoot her head. She is not affected, but the same cannot be said for others, especially those who have not reached the fourth level.
Sigur swallowed, looked at Ren, whose ferocious aura did not calm down after the fight, and asked softly: "President, what are you doing here?"
Renn had just been promoted to the fourth level, but it felt scarier to him than the ghost hand.
"It's nothing. I took the time to do a vote. You guys go to bed early. I'll be busy tomorrow."
Ren said lightly that these people were more laid-back than his boss. It was unreasonable and he would train them to death tomorrow.
He took off his coat, handed it to Susanna, who was a little pale, and teased: "Why, are you scared to death? How about I help you check your body tonight?"
At home, she often used her hands to check Kesha's body. Wren was very confident in her skills, and every time she pushed him out of the bedroom with a rosy complexion and shortness of breath.
Looking at Ren with a playful smile, Susanna came back to her senses, pouted, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Go take a shower quickly, your whole body smells like blood, just like you just left the slaughterhouse."
She didn't ask him what he was doing. He was the boss and there were some things that he didn't need to explain to them.
With a joking tone, Ren lifted her chin and glanced at her plump breasts: "How about we wash them together? I'll rub them for you to activate your blood."
"That's a nice idea!" Suzanne slapped his hands off and refused directly.
I just scared her and tried to take advantage of her, but there was no way.
She took his clothes and walked to the balcony, where there was a laundry pool.
After smiling, Ren took out a set of clean clothes from the bedroom and walked into the bathroom leisurely.
At this time, Wen Xi put down the playing cards in his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
His front teeth were leaking, and he said with some slurred speech: "The blood stains on the boss's body gave me a very uncomfortable and depressing feeling."
"That is the blood of a high-ranking demon. My girlfriend said that he is a demon hunter." Garcia shrugged and replied.
Shirley is his girlfriend and she told him something about Ren. He will make up his mind to hang out with him, which also has something to do with Shirley's suggestion.
"By the way, can we really make money by setting up a tent area?" Sigg hesitated and asked.
He had about 4,000 gold coins in cash. Renn persuaded him to invest together and get a share, but he didn't agree.
Ren didn't force it either. He was the boss now, but his time was too short, and his subordinates didn't have much loyalty or conviction to him.
The tiger's body trembled, his subordinates returned to their hearts, their loyalty points were full, and they obeyed from now on... This is basically impossible!
Just like a person who has only been working for a few days, will he be completely loyal to his boss?
Renn has no doubt that if he does not do well in business this time, these people will part ways with him.
"Don't worry, Susanna has understood it. The official people are also planning to do this. They are bigger than us. I don't think they will do a loss-making business." Garcia replied, thoughtfully.
Because of his girlfriend Shirley, he actually knew more than Sigurd. At least Shirley had clearly reminded him that no matter what, he had to stay away from the plains and could not continue to dart.
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Half an hour later, Ren walked out of the bathroom door and found that everyone had gone to bed. He simply drank a glass of milk as a midnight snack and lay on the bed.
There are four bedrooms, one each for him, Susanna and Garcia, and Shige and Wenxi share a double room.
After a good fight, especially the Star Helmet Giant's spell load, Ren was a little tired and quickly fell asleep.
But just five hours later, at four o'clock in the morning, when the night was getting dark, he woke up without feeling sleepy at all.
Ren tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He stared at the bright moonlight outside the window and muttered to himself: "The extraordinary road is also an inhuman road."
Master-level transcendent beings have begun to behave inhumanely in all aspects. They only sleep four or five hours a day.
If you become a saint, you can sleep for two hours a day. It doesn't matter if you stay awake for more than ten days. You can even go without food for several months.
Alas~
With a sigh, Ren sat up, his lower body reacted a little, and he began to think about women and mating.
The feeling was stronger than usual, and Ren was a little distressed. After being promoted to the fourth level, his desire in that regard seemed to have intensified.
His mind was filled with thoughts about Kesha, and he couldn't control it at all. He took a deep breath to calm down his restless blood.
Ren was helpless and sighed: "Abstinence, to put it simply, how to abstain? One size fits all?"
Being decisive in killing does not mean that you do not think about women. Those veterans who fought on the battlefield still have to marry and have children after returning home.
In an irritable mood, Ren resisted the urge to stroke his hair and took out a bottle of reagent that exuded a faint green light from the storage ring.
It's the Wind Potion, a magic potion that can make people faster.