Junjie followed Huang Mao out of Brother Leopard's office, and there was no one outside.

"Why didn't they come to work?" Junjie asked curiously.

"Go to work?" Huang Mao felt fresh when he heard the word, "You won't see them come to work until the afternoon, hehe." He deliberately accentuated the word "go to work".

"So what are we going to do now?"

"In this case, I'll take you around in the morning, and by the way, get acquainted with the environment here. Huang Mao thought for a moment and said.

The two went downstairs, Huang Mao used a dilapidated locomotive to carry Junjie in the nearby streets and alleys, Huang Mao's riding skills were first-class, although he shuttled in the narrow and crooked streets, the speed was not slow at all, Junjie sat behind him, so left and right quickly lost his direction, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know where he was going, he simply didn't think too much, let Huang Mao take him around.

The locomotive came to a sudden halt, "It's here." Huang Mao said a simple sentence and turned off the car. Junjie jumped out of the car and saw a dilapidated residential building in front of him.

Huang Mao went straight upstairs, Junjie followed him closely, and when he reached the fourth floor, after walking through a long balcony corridor, he came to an anti-theft door, Huang Mao picked up his fist and knocked on it with "dong dong ......". It lasted for about a few minutes, and the residents next to them opened the door and stuck their heads out to look, and the yellow-haired man yelled at them: "What are you looking at? Frightened, they hurriedly retracted their heads.

"Open the door, open the door," shouted Huang Mao as he banged on the door, "if I don't open the door again, I'll have to pour gasoline." When Junjie heard him say this, he didn't know if he was just scaring people or really pouring gasoline, thinking that if he really wanted to pour gasoline and set it on fire, wouldn't so many people in the residential building suffer together, and he couldn't help but be secretly worried.

At this time, a neighbor next to him heard that he was going to pour gasoline, and he was so frightened that he poked his head out again and said timidly: "This ...... There was no one in the house, and they hadn't been seen in days. ”

"Fuck, hiding, okay, I'll let you hide. Huang Mao scolded angrily, and then said to Junjie: "It's time for you to get out of the horse, this is what you are best at." ”

"You want me to do it...... What to do?" Junjie couldn't help but ask worriedly, he was afraid that Huang Mao would let him do things like slamming doors and setting fires.

Huang Mao smiled mysteriously, "You wait for me here." So saying, he went downstairs. In a few minutes, when he came upstairs again, he had a small iron bucket in his hand and a brush for whitewashing the wall in the other.

"You're a college student, your handwriting must be better than mine, come and write a few words for me. He handed the brush to Junjie.

It turned out that he was going to ask him to write, Junjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What to write, where to write?"

"Written on the wall of his house, you write: 'Zhao Fusheng, you are limited to pay back the money within three days, and if you don't pay back, you will kill your whole family. 'The bigger the writing, the better. ”

"Ahh

"Write, don't be afraid, with me here, no one dares to trouble you. Seeing his hesitation, Huang Mao encouraged him and said.

Junjie also secretly encouraged himself, but writing a few words, not letting himself kill people and set fires, this is already the easiest thing to do. So he picked up the brush, dipped it in bright red paint, and wrote on the wall according to Huang Mao's dictation.

After writing, Huang Mao said: "I went to college, and the writing is different, so good-looking." After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly shook his head and said, "No, heh." ”

"What, is there a typo?" Junjie was taken aback, and looked at the writing on the wall again, and there were no typos.

"It's just that there's nothing wrong with me. Junjie looked at him puzzled, Huang Mao continued, "Look at these words, they look good, but there is no murderous aura, although the words we usually write, although they look crooked, but they can scare people when they look at it, and at first glance it is the words written by debt collectors, you ...... this word" Huang Mao shook his head again.

He took the brush from Junjie's hand, wrote the words "kill", "repay debts" and "die" on the blank space on the wall, and then painted skulls, forks and other patterns to make the whole wall look shocking. In the end, half a bucket of paint was left, and the yellow hair was splashed on the doors and windows of this house at one time.

It was only at this time that Huang Mao looked at the work completed by him and Junjie, nodded with satisfaction, lit a cigarette, and went downstairs with Junjie.

When he arrived at the door of the next unlucky family, Huang Mao asked Junjie to knock on the door.

"Knock as I do, it doesn't have to be heavy, but it must be loud, like thunder, and it will make the people in the house restless. Huang Mao taught him how to knock on the door.

"All of them" Junjie wanted to knock on the door like Huang Mao, but as soon as the sound came out, it didn't achieve the desired effect at all. Huang Mao was about to speak, but at this time, he heard that there seemed to be movement in the room, and "all of them" Junjie knocked again. The door creaked open, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman in her 50s, looking at Junjie vigilantly, and asking, "Who are you looking for?"

Junjie was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer, when the middle-aged woman turned her head and saw Huang Mao standing aside, her face changed, and she immediately wanted to close the door, but the door was already blocked by Huang Mao's outstretched hand.

"Old woman, tell your son not to hide, dare to come out quickly to pay off the debt, otherwise the uncle will be angry, and don't blame me for burning the house for you when the time comes. Huang Mao yelled at the middle-aged woman.

"I told you that he is no more, you don't come again, I will call the police if you do this. ”

"You should call the police and try it, your son owes Brother Leopard more than 100,000 yuan, and we have to call the police." ”

"I have severed my relationship with this man, he owes you hundreds of thousands, you go to him, don't come to me again. She tried to close the door as hard as she could, but after all, her strength was not as strong as that of Huang Mao, and the door was pushed open a little more.

Huang Mao was also angry at this time, and scolded: "Old immortal, you have a hard mouth now, don't think that we can't find your son, when we catch him, you will regret it." ”

"It's good if you kill him, it's good if you kill him. The middle-aged woman hissed.

"Mom, who are you talking to?" At this moment, a girl's voice came from the room, and a delicate girl came out of the back room.

"It's none of your business, go back to your room. The middle-aged woman said to the girl in the room who was anxiously and sternly commanding, and the girl returned to the room in a frightened manner.

"Old immortal, if you don't hand over your son, you will arrest your daughter to pay off the debt. Huang Mao said.

"Get out of here!" "Bang-" There was a loud bang, and the middle-aged woman slammed the door with all her strength and closed the door.

This scene made Junjie feel quite uncomfortable, could he do this kind of work every day in the future?

"This old immortal thing will one day make you look good. Huang Mao's mouth was scolding and scolding. However, he didn't seem to mind returning in vain, leading Junjie to ride a motorcycle away, humming a little song in his mouth, his mood was not affected in the slightest, it seems that the purpose of his visit to these two houses today is just to bring Junjie to see how they work, and it doesn't matter whether he receives the money or not.