In the morning, after Wen Yiqian got up, his head was still a little groggy.

Thinking back to a series of things that happened yesterday, I feel indescribably.

When I went out in the morning, I was still full of anticipation.

thought that I could earn a living expenses from reality shows.

Who would have thought that when he met that kind of program group, in the end, tens of thousands of yuan would be lost.

I finally unlocked the phone, but I didn't expect it to be the original owner's phone.

What's even worse is that because he unlocked his phone, he was inexplicably chased by the mask.

Through the performance, the layout was painstakingly arranged, and it was not easy to succeed.

After that, he returned the sniper to the fox.

Even the two masked members who were slashed by Chai Yin in the store.

He gave them all as gifts to the fox.

The fox didn't break his promise, and helped to relieve the mask of chasing him.

It seems that all the troubles have been dissolved.

But Wen Yiqian only then remembered that there was another problem in front of him that gave him the most headache.

"My shop, it seems...... I still owe 50,000 yuan! ”

Thinking of this, he looked grief-stricken and rolled from side to side on the bed.

"I don't even have 50 yuan on me, where did I get 50,000 yuan?"

"Money, money, money, ......"

After calming down, Wen Yiqian was fascinated, and kept muttering in his mouth.

The walking dead get up, wash up, and get ready to go downstairs for breakfast.

Poor to poor, food still has to be eaten.

Coming to the elevator, Wen Yiqian glanced at it, the elevator stopped on the sixth floor, pressed the button, and waited quietly.

After a while, the elevator descended to the fourth floor, and the doors slowly opened.

There is a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and a rustic appearance.

Wen Yiqian glanced at the other party, walked into the elevator, and the door slowly closed.

The elevator descended layer by layer, and the middle-aged man peeked at Wen Yiqian from time to time.

It made Wen Yiqian a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but look down at himself, wondering if there was something dirty on his body.

"Handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?" The middle-aged man suddenly spoke.

"Nope." Wen Yiqian looked puzzled, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"At the age of the strong-blooded people, it must be difficult to stay up at night, right?" The middle-aged man smiled cheaply.

"Huh...... OK. The corners of Wen Yiqian's eyes twitched slightly, he didn't understand what the other party meant by this.

"I'm from here, I know." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows greasy and sighed, "The left and right hands can't compare to real people after all, and every time they are finished, they are extremely empty and lonely......"

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Wen Yiqian choked on saliva, and hurriedly stopped the other party from continuing, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Do you need to find a sister to sleep with you at night......" The middle-aged man's eyes rolled, he leaned closer, lowered his voice, and said sneakily, "Seeing that you are so handsome, I can give you a discount......"

"No, no." Wen Yiqian took half a step back, leaned against the wall, and waved his hand again and again.

He didn't expect that there would be such a business in the community.

"Handsome guy, do you have a spiritual cleanliness fetish?" The middle-aged man still didn't give up, "Believe me, as long as you experience it once, any cleanliness can be cured." ”

"I don't have any money." Wen Yiqian told the truth.

At this time, the elevator reached the first floor, the door slowly opened, and he hurriedly fled.

A middle-aged man shouted unwillingly from behind: "You can find me at any time if you need to, my name is Chen Yajun, and I live on the sixth floor."

Wen Yiqian quickened his pace and quickly left the community.

……

Chen Yajun walked out of the apartment leisurely with a figure-eight step.

I went around and came to the back of the apartment.

Here, there is a hidden basement with two large locks hanging from the door.

Chen Yajun glanced around, took out two keys, and opened two locks respectively.

"Squeak~"

As soon as the door opened, there was a smell of damp decay.

Chen Yajun was accustomed to this taste, and he didn't care about it at all, took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight.

The dimly lit basement was immediately much brighter.

It can be clearly seen that there is not much space in it, and there are a lot of miscellaneous items piled up.

Items such as shabby furniture take up most of the space.

makes the already not spacious space even more oppressive and cramped.

Chen Yajun turned around expressionlessly, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.

Then he came to a broken wardrobe by the wall.

Little by little, he pushed the closet open, revealing a hand-dug hole underneath.

Looking at his masterpiece, Chen Yajun couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

There was an escalator on one side of the hole, and he followed the escalator and slowly descended.

After going about four or five meters deep, Chen Yajun stepped on the bottom.

Next to him, there was another horizontal opening.

However, the entrance to the cave was blocked by a small iron door.

Chen Yajun took out the key, opened the iron door, crawled down, and climbed in.

Of course, after entering, he hadn't forgotten to lock the door again.

After passing through five more identical small iron gates, a light appeared in front of me.

When I came to the edge of the cave, my eyes suddenly opened up.

Here, there is a space the size of two or three toilets.

The air was filled with an indescribable sour smell that was disgusting.

Half of the ground was covered with a quilt, and there were six yellow-skinned girls on it.

"Husband~"

"Husband~"

When the girls saw Chen Yajun, they rushed to shout.

"Did you miss me?" Chen Yajun nodded with satisfaction and jumped down from the hole.

The girls nodded their heads, scrambling to blow rainbow farts, trying to get up and helping massage their backs.

"Xiaohong's mouth is the sweetest, let's say, what reward do you want, my husband will satisfy you." Chen Yajun said with a comfortable face.

"Husband, we haven't eaten in two days." The girl called Xiaohong said cautiously.

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat!" Chen Yajun's face suddenly sank, he jumped like thunder, and a fierce slap knocked Xiaohong Fan to the ground, "You have so many mouths, you have to be raised by me." Where did Lao Tzu get so much money to support you! ”

His expression was grim, "If you are good-looking, you can help me go out and sell it a few more times."

Growing into this forced appearance, it is embarrassing for Lao Tzu to pull a guest every day, and he is embarrassed to eat? ”

Several girls trembled and did not dare to speak.

Xiaohong covered her face, her eyes were full of fear, and she couldn't help but quietly glance at the other side of the uncovered quilt on the ground.

That's where they pulled the sare, a few days ago a girl talked back to Chen Yajun, and then was beaten to death and buried there.

"Forget it, I won't worry about you today." Chen Yajun had a calm face, "Qingqing, you go out with me at night, there are guests." ”

The girl who was called Qingqing was sincerely frightened and nodded hurriedly.

"Really obedient." Chen Yajun nodded with satisfaction, "For the sake of today's guests, I'll buy you something to eat." ”

Several girls looked excited.

Being locked up in this dark underground, for them, being able to eat a full meal is already the happiest thing.