Hey, there is a sign at the door of the toilet.
There is a Chinese translation below the English, "Suspended for use.
First release."
I called the agent to tell her I had arrived, and she told me to hurry in.
Damn it, as soon as I entered, I felt bad all over.
This girl is not an agent, she is clearly the human-skinned succubus whose skin was torn off by me.
Her bones and flesh are still exposed.
It’s really a narrow road for enemies.
Must be looking in the wrong place.
I turned around and walked away.
But I heard a hoarse and angry female voice coming from behind, "You are Cui Xiaoman" I was instantly petrified.
It's over, she is really Taoist Master Hunji's agent.
Now it's all screwed up.
A burst of unreasonable panic hit my mind.
I offended her and couldn't see Taoist Hunji.
I couldn't see Taoist Hunji.
I couldn't release the old ghost Bingpo.
I'm that bad I stood at the door of the toilet, neither going out nor entering.
At this time, a woman came to the toilet and saw me, a grown man, standing at the door, staring at me in surprise.
"What are you looking at?
I've never seen a handsome guy, so get lost."
Although the woman couldn't understand my words, she could certainly understand the angry look on my face, so she ran away in panic.
I pulled out a stiff smile and turned around, bravely facing the pitted face, "Hello, I am Cui Xiaoman."
"Give me the mask."
The banshee snatched the mask and put it on her face.
Although her face was covered, it was as if I could see her through the mask.
All I could think of was that bloody face.
"You have three days to find me a beautiful woman's face, otherwise you will never see Taoist Hunji in this life."
After saying these harsh words, the banshee angrily walked out of the toilet wearing a mask.
Like a bucket of cold water being poured down on my head, I felt a tingling sensation in my head.
Either I have to show my face, or I don’t want to see Taoist Master Hunji.
Is there such a more difficult choice in the world?
I walked back in despair, and my godfather called again to urge me.
I was annoyed and refused bluntly.
Come and bother me.
"Uncle, the socks you bought for me are so beautiful."
Opening the door, Liu Yan came over happily.
With a tired look on my face, I pushed Liu Yan away and walked in silently.
Light a cigarette and smoke one after another while standing at the window.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't bother me."
I glared at her fiercely, and Liu Yan was so frightened that she never dared to come closer.
There is always a way.
Now I can either kill someone and peel off her face; or I can go to the hospital morgue and peel off a piece of skin secretly.
But no matter which method it is, I feel creepy.
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What's more, I'm not a professional peeler.
If the cut is uneven, I won't be satisfied with that pervert's wish.
In desperation, I thought of the black market.
I came outside the police station and saw a skinny old black man who looked like a gangster being released.
Judging from my several years of experience in Taoism, this guy must be a veteran.
I blocked him at the intersection, took out two U.S. dollars and stuffed them into his hands, and then said the word I had checked in advance, "bck... black market for organs."
The thin old black man really understood and motioned for me to follow him.
In an underground warehouse, dim lights illuminated a pool table, and three guys with evil tattoos on their arms were playing ball with cigarettes in their mouths.
One of the guys with dyed white hair can say in simple Chinese, "What do you want?"
"The complete face of a beautiful woman."
"Okay."
Bai Mao said as he walked to the cabinet at the back and opened a drawer.
Inside were all photos of organs, including hearts, kidneys, and broken limbs.
I shuddered unconsciously when I saw them.
Bai Mao took out the innermost file bag and threw it to me.
I opened it, and it was full of pictures of death row prisoners.
Obviously, he wanted me to choose.
I used my phone to take a few pictures of faces that I thought were pretty good, and sent them to the human-skinned succubus.
The human-skinned succubus chose a more delicate oriental face.
Next comes the money talk.
"Deposit 50,000 yuan, take delivery 500,000 yuan."
"Okay."
I wrote down their bank account and walked out of the warehouse.
When I came to the United States this time, I brought all my belongings, 300,000 yuan.
I might be able to exchange for that watch, and with the blood cherry, I could get up to around 400,000 yuan.
But this is just to make up for the mistake of offending his agent.
How much money will be spent later is completely unpredictable.
Washington is a bustling city, bustling with traffic, elegant and luxurious.
As a down-and-out person like me, walking on that long overpass, I felt as small as an ant.
"Hey, Xue Cilan, lend me some money."
I could only ask her for help.
"How many."
"Let's borrow 200,000 yuan for the time being."
I knew that she and I were not related, and it had only been less than two months since we met.
Borrowing two hundred thousand is really not a small amount.
"Okay, I'll tell my mother."
Xue Cilan hung up the phone.
Her cheerfulness made me feel warm, but thinking about her mother made me a little worried.
At this time, an extended version of the Ning Ken speeded past me, and I spat at its back jealously.
As a result, the car backed up again, and a fat-headed guy with big ears was revealed in the window.
"It's really you, my friend."
The guy looked particularly surprised and was as happy to see me as he was to see his father.
"You are" I had never remembered that I had a guy in the United States.
The most important thing is that I have never been gay.
But if he drives such a fancy luxury car, if you can strike up a conversation with him, you might become a rich man.
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"You don't remember me?
We met in Zhengjiang."
At this time, the car behind started honking its horn dissatisfied, and the fat man quickly pointed to the back, "Come on, express, let's have a good chat."
It turns out that was four or five years ago.
At that time, the pickled pepper chicken feet were very popular in our place, and people were rushing to eat them like crazy.
I jumped on the trend and sold chicken feet with pickled peppers.
It's just that supply exceeds demand, so we often can't get it.
One day, about thirty of us vendors were waiting outside.
As soon as the warehouse opened, we immediately rushed to grab the goods like crazy.
I was a promising young man, so I squeezed through a lot of old, weak, sick and disabled people, hung two boxes on my shoulders, dragged one box on my feet, and carried two boxes in each hand on my left and right hands.
As soon as I left the warehouse, I saw a fat man trying hard to squeeze in, but he couldn't squeeze in.
He burst into tears in panic.
He was not very fat at that time, and his face was gray and ugly.
Seeing how pitiful he was, I kicked the box of my feet to him.
After that, he often followed me and sold some pickled pepper and chicken feet.
After going back and forth, I didn’t remember him, but he remembered me as my “pickling friend.”
"Paoyou, what you said at that time changed my life."
Fat Tou said with emotion while driving.
"What words" "You said I couldn't get the chicken feet because I wasn't bad enough.
I thought about it for a long time when I went back, and that's the truth."
I was sweating profusely.
Such a sentence can change his life.
I don’t know how many people’s lives I have accidentally changed.
The fat man sighed and said, "If you want to be rich, you must first become bad.
After listening to your golden words, I finally made up my mind.
I found a loan shark and borrowed two million.
I had no intention of paying it back.
I took these I needed money, got a passport, flew away, and settled in the United States.
I became even worse after arriving in the United States.
I gambled on horses, sold my kidneys, and printed counterfeit money.”
I was secretly shocked.
I could only think about these things at most, but if I had to do them, I wouldn’t even dare to do them even if I had the courage to do them.
The car stopped in front of a luxurious manor, and Fat Tou happily pulled me into the gate, "It's enough to have a confidant in life, Paoyou, you are my confidant." aa2705221: