A little after six o'clock in the evening, Zhu Wuneng sat down on the bed in the room again, and he was not in the mood to lick the shiny braised pork sea bowl that had been licked at noon again.

His mind was all on the brain-burning just now.

Zhu Wu can feel that he is alive, and he doesn't feel that it is wrong to think more about everything and burn his brain more.

The so-called small life is your own, and the scare is someone else's, even if you scare yourself to play, it is better than losing your life inexplicably!

Everything is stupid, it's really a pig, and I don't know how to die, but it's really a pig and a tiger.

As long as the fighter upstairs doesn't really mean it, that's great.

If there is malicious intent, he prepares himself early, and burns his brain, which is much better than not being prepared.

In fact, in Zhu Wuneng's opinion, it is very simple to really make sure that the fighter upstairs has no malicious intent.

If the other party is really a fighter, then there is a great possibility of malice.

Modern civilized society is by no means a reckless society of Journey to the West, and the fighters are also a high class of society.

The so-called nostalgia for the past years, come to seclusion for a private visit?

This is almost non-existent.

What's more, what fighter would be stupid enough to really choose to be nostalgic for the old days of life in an old neighborhood?

Therefore, Zhu Wuneng has already affirmed in his heart that the fighter upstairs must be a fighter, and it is a fighter with murderous intent!

Even if his judgment was wrong!

So what

It's just that his father has been superfluously brain-burning by him again!

Zhu Wuneng forcibly calmed down in the house, observe, observe first!

He took a hard breath,

And then

I went out at 7 o'clock in the community collective activity center, and did half an hour of sports exercises with the uncles and ladies who came out to walk around and have a party at night.

At 8 o'clock, Zhu Wuneng arrived on the fifth floor, in front of Suite 351.

Bang bang bang!

Zhu Wuneng began to knock on the door of 351, according to the established plan, he had to observe wow.

What is observation?

Zhu Wuneng's Bajie brain understands the two words of observation:

To observe is to go and see.

You have to check it out!

If others don't mess with him, he has to mess with others in advance, which is called: Observe!

At the door of 351, Zhu Wuneng took a slight breath, forcing his own jumping heart to calm down.

Reached out and knocked on the fully enclosed security door of suite 351.

The aunt upstairs didn't ring the doorbell on the door, but this kind of anti-theft door knocked loudly, which could shake the entire unit building, and the fighters inside must be able to hear it.

The room was quiet, as if the fighters inside were not at home at all.

Zhu Wuneng felt that it was unlikely, he had been observing the movements upstairs in room 341 downstairs, even in the collective activity center of the old man and old lady in the community, he was desperately rolling his eyes and observing the fifth floor, and the fighters on the fifth floor had never gone out.

He didn't give up, slammed the door again, this time the movement was a little louder, and whispered through the well-sealed security door:

"Hello, is there anyone inside?"

"Ben Zhu, no, I'm downstairs, is anyone at home?"

。。

knocked on the door several times in a row, and when Zhu Wuneng really felt impatient to give up the central idea of the so-called observation textbook, finally, the anti-theft door was punched into a thin door crack, and the black face of the old demon of Montenegro showed a black line in the crack of the door!

This black line makes Zhu Wu think of the black sausage with too much pig blood made by Sister Lan Xiang's sister Shuanghui pork store at the gate of the community every Spring Festival!

Spicy, fragrant, and generous!

Delicious!

The old demon of Montenegro showed his face with a black door, and frowned, what is going on with the little guy in 341 downstairs at the door?

Knocking on the door at 8 o'clock in the middle of the night, standing at the door without speaking, staring at his black charcoal face?

"Just Ben Montenegro. No, I didn't hear the knock on the door, you are... ？”

The old demon of Montenegro began to pretend to be confused and didn't know Zhu Wuneng.

"Hello black sausage!"

"Oh no, hello uncle! I'm downstairs at 341, and I heard my mom say it yesterday. ”

"Oh no, my mom went early,"

"I heard my deaf old lady say,"

"Oh, no, my grandma can't hear me. ”

"Forget it, I heard from myself that the aunt's house upstairs was rented out. ”

Zhu Wuneng looked at the fighter in front of him, very disordered, incoherent, and said quite embarrassedly:

"Uncle is like this, the buildings in our northern community are too old, very old, very old, the pipes of the toilet are made of cast iron, they are very corroded, and the pipes of your toilet are not very well waterproof. ”

"When I was in my own toilet just now, I felt like your toilet was leaking. ”

"Uncle, you know, the toilet is leaking, the main pipe is leaking, but all that leaks is that kind of yellow sewage... ”

"I'll just come up and have a look!"

Huh? The old demon of Montenegro rolled his eyes with a black face, the toilet pipe was leaking, the owner of the house in the morning told him that he used the toilet in the toilet today, and he didn't care, this little guy downstairs came to Xingshi to ask for guilt?

The old demon of Montenegro opened the door when he heard this, smiled loyally on his face, and said, "I'm sorry, I just moved here and don't know very well, the toilet pipe in the toilet is leaking!"

"Well, it's okay! Everyone lives in the same building, and the toilet leaks are used to leaking, but there are many leaks, and the smell is a bit big!"

"Maybe, your toilet is not leaking, and it is possible that the side pipe has run out of water!"

"If it's really a leak in the main pipe, then it's troublesome, and you have to find someone to fix it, otherwise the smell of the house will smoke to death!"

Zhu Wuneng said on the side, and did not wait for the permission of the old demon of Montenegro, and squeezed open the door to enter the 351 suite.

The old demon of Montenegro frowned a little, but in his eyes, a little guy with no hair on his mouth could make any waves, so he let him go:

"Okay. Come and see, if there is a problem with the toilet in this suite, I will find someone to fix it. ”

Zhu Wuneng entered the house, he didn't look at the toilet at first glance, he saw that the curtains of the window were half drawn, the 100-watt incandescent lamp was still open, and the old demon of Montenegro was used to standing in the shadow of the lamp and staring.

Upstairs, Zhu Wuneng often came to play when he was a child, after all, the aunt upstairs and his family were neighbors, and he often came upstairs to play when he was a child, but now it seems that the upstairs has not changed much, and the old demon of Montenegro has just moved in and has not changed the furniture in the suite.

A person nests at home in the middle of the night, does not draw the curtains, does not sleep, and stands invisible under the shadow of a 100-watt incandescent lamp?

This is absolutely not normal.

Zhu Wuneng observed a little information.

Zhu Wuneng began to walk to the toilet with a smile on his face, and said as he walked:

"Uncle, you went to bed early at night, I thought you weren't at home just now!"

"Don't you usually go to work?"

The old demon of Montenegro continued to blacken his face, and said slyly: "Go to work! Uncle Ben has just arrived in Shizhou, and his work has been booked, and he hasn't officially gone to work in the past few days!"

"Oh, my dad who left last year worked in the Nanhuan Electronics Factory, and recently his factory was always looking for people, and he wanted to recruit me, do you want my uncle to go to them for a few days?"

"No, no, no! I'm done, don't bother!"

As soon as the old demon of Montenegro heard that he was working in an electronics factory, he was about to vomit, and he had been working in an electronics factory for ten years, and he still went?

The old demon of Montenegro began to get impatient: this little guy is quite capable of finding trouble.

Zhu Wuneng was not talking, but he had already observed that the guy in front of him was not from Shizhou.

Zhu Wuneng walked into the toilet and looked around, mainly observing the pipes, knocking on the pipes carefully, and looking at the rusty pipe joints!

Three seconds!

Zhu Wuneng pretended to be relieved and said:

"It shouldn't be that the pipe is leaking, probably there are cracks in the floor floor, our building has been a hollow slab roof for decades, there are gaps, uncle, you will use water in the future, it is best to mop the floor with a mop, so that there is no leakage." ”

"Uh-huh!

"Uncle, then I'll go down first, you just moved here, if you need anything, go downstairs and get it yourself!

"Uh-huh!

Zhu Wuneng observed the old demon of Montenegro a few more times, and under the gaze of the old demon of Montenegro, he walked downstairs out of 351.

The old demon of Montenegro waited for Zhu Wu to go down, and he couldn't help but immediately turn black with a black face, closed the door, and continued to pose under the 100-watt incandescent lamp, and hidden.

Downstairs!

"Mom, that guy is a fighter!"

Zhu Wuneng was about to jump out of his chest when he held his heart.

Zhu Wuneng had just entered 351 for a while, and he had carefully observed the old demon of Montenegro several times, and he had seen a lot of things.

This guy is just a fighter, or a fighter of some level, maybe an old fighter!

The eyes blink slightly, but the light is bright!

The physique bones seem to be less fat, but they are strong!

There is a thick layer of calluses on the edge of the fist!

Practicing fighting is not a cultivation of truth, standing still, going to be confused is definitely not good, usually you must exercise a strong physique, fists, legs and feet must be thick calluses, the longer the practice time, the thicker this thick cocoon, of course, the high-level old bucket probably has a secret method, these traces of practice of fists, legs and feet will disappear with secret methods.

The skin is delicate and reborn, these are the characteristics of senior Lao Dou, and these are all information that Zhu Wu can find on the Internet.

Zhu Wuneng just had a conversation with the old demon of Montenegro, and he was carefully looking at the other party's fists and feet (the old demon of Montenegro is usually barefoot), and the old demon of Montenegro probably didn't take into account that the little guy downstairs actually had the courage to come and observe him.

Black Mountain's fists and feet, especially fists, are a thick layer of terrifying calluses.

Zhu Wuneng went to the construction site to move bricks when he was fine, and he knew very well that the calluses on the fists of the brick-moving workers and the fighters were in different positions.

Plus the 351 living room obviously has no refrigerator on the indoor table with a lot of ordinary food packaging skins?

The food was gone.

Food for 10 people, all for dinner!

The fists and feet are thick and cocooned, and ten people share the amount of a meal!

This guy is definitely a fighter.

And he is a fighter who has been cultivating on the fighting path for many years.

It must be a fighter with several qualities of fighters.

Don't look for a job yet, don't plan to look for a job, and are bent on hiding under the incandescent lights in the rented house?

There are all kinds of signs that there is something wrong with this guy, this guy is a fighter who doesn't seem to be a good person, this fighter is still upstairs in him, and Zhu Wuneng feels that he has to take countermeasures.

What to do?

What to do?

Let's start first!

Can't call the police!

Call the police, and the police don't believe him as a pig!

Anyway, the fighter is not the great fairy in the Journey to the West after all, in modern society, Zhu Wuneng can't believe that he can't kill this fighter who is obviously hostile to him!

I've heard that fighters are rich!

Kill this fighter, and his college entrance examination registration fee can also be solved!

Eliminate the danger of the upstairs Douke, and solve the Douke registration fee, killing two birds with one stone!

Zhu Wuneng gasped and made a final decision.

His early observation played a decisive role in his decision to solve the upstairs fighter!

Or his dad was right!

Everything must be observed!

The old demon of Montenegro upstairs continued to hide in the light under the incandescent lamp, but he didn't expect that a lean little guy downstairs 341 would actually kill him.

The old demon of Montenegro calculated that he didn't attack the little guy downstairs during the hiding period, even if this kid was lucky.

When his own hiding period ended, the old demon of Montenegro didn't mind giving this kid a breaking fist and destroying the entire building.