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.

"Going to work?" When Huang Mao heard this word, he felt very fresh, "Until the afternoon, you won't see them come to work, 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, I'll familiarize myself with the environment here." Huang Mao thought for a moment and said.

The two went downstairs, Huang Mao used a dilapidated locomotive, carrying Junjie in the nearby streets and alleys to drive away, Huang Mao's riding skills on the motorcycle are first-class, although in the narrow and crooked streets and alleys, the speed is not slow at all, Junjie sat behind him, so left and right quickly lost his direction, I don't know where Lu Dao is, I don't know where Lu Dao is going, he simply doesn't think too much, let Huang Mao take him to wander 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 stretched out their heads to look, and the yellow-haired fiercely yelled at them: "What do you see? Debt collectors. 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, so good, 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...... Do what? Junjie couldn't help but ask worriedly, he was afraid that Huang Mao would make him do things like smashing 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 are 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 is it written? ”

"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." Huang Mao saw him hesitate and encouraged him.

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 words 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, the words we usually write, although they look crooked, but they can scare people when they look at it, and at first glance they are written by debt collectors, you ...... words" 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. At the end of the day, there was half a bucket of paint 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.

"Just like I did, it doesn't have to be heavy, but it must be louder, like thunder, so that the people in the house will not be at peace." 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." As she spoke, she tried to close the door, but after all, her strength was not as strong as Huang Mao's, 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 time, a girl's voice came from the house, 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 anxious and stern order girl in the room, 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 Road.

"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 such a job every day in the future? He asked himself.

"This old immortal thing will make you look good one day." 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.