It was still that familiar alley, the lights were dim, Chu Mo took a deep breath of air and sobered up a lot.

"Tick~"

There was a dripping sound in his ears, and Chu Mo looked at the water on the side of the road, it should have just rained recently.

"I'm back." Chu Mo sighed, after all, he had two memories, and he still had a sense of familiarity with the super god plane.

The noisy sound of cars, the flow of people, the whole city is thriving, so lively.

Chu Mo relied on his vague memory to find the cottage he had rented before, which was an old-fashioned community house, and the room was also very narrow and dilapidated, but he could barely live alone.

Chu Mo didn't have any special pursuits for this, so he wouldn't dislike anything.

After so much time in another world, the only thing he wants to do now is lie in bed and fall asleep.

"Oh~Oh~Oh~"

I don't know if God is deliberately against him, Chu Mo just lay down, and there was a burst of noisy music from the next room.

In this regard, Chu Mo searched for his memory, which also affected it a little, there seems to be a beautiful woman living next door, and she is still an anchor, and it is the most normal thing to disturb the people.

Chu Mo sighed, probably couldn't sleep either, and was about to turn over when the landline phone in the room rang.

"Hey, Chu Mo, you kid can't pay the rent yet, it's the 10th today, if you don't pay the rent, you can clean up the bed and get out of the house by yourself." As soon as I picked up the phone, there was a vicious shout.

The landlord in my impression is a middle-aged uncle, but it is not a good thing, and the former Chu Mo can only be submissive to this.

After all, it is not easy to rent a house in Juxia City.

"Tomorrow the rent will hit your card, now shut your mouth." Chu Mo rubbed his eyebrows and hung up the phone with a headache, he never thought that he would be shy one day.

And there is no money exchange option in the system, which may be to look down on such vulgar things.

There's no way he's going to exchange a pistol and go for money, right?

"Then go borrow some money." The corners of Chu Mo's mouth curled, he was not a good person in the first place.

After spending 10 points at random, he exchanged it for a Desert Eagle, which is often easier to use than ability.

As the night deepened, Chu Mo put on a shadow trench coat, and his skillful movements were not difficult to see that he was a habitual offender.

In fact, it is very easy to find a gold owner, heaven and earth, high-end hotels, you can always see a large group of people spending money.

Inside a five-star hotel, the Presidential Suite is lavishly decorated with a jaw-dropping amount of luxury.

On a large soft bed, a man and a woman are persistently doing some kind of exercise that is good for their physical and mental health.

Chu Mo was not in a hurry, of course, he did not have the habit of cheering people on.

During the struggle between the two, they seemed to have revealed something terrible, what secretary, Mr. Han or something.

Slowly appeared, he sat on the sofa peeling apples, worthy of a five-star hotel, and even the taste of fruit was good.

The two of them did not disappoint Chu Mo, and in just two or three minutes, the man breathed a sigh of relief, settled the battle, and began to urge the woman to take a bath.

The woman's face was resentful, but she still writhed her delicate body and walked to the bathroom, followed by a long scream.

"Who are you, how did you break in, don't get out again, I'm going to call the security guard!" The man named Mr. Han also reacted, and after wrapping a bath towel around his body, he hurriedly walked out, pointed at Chu Mo and asked, his tone was very domineering.

"Mr. Han's memory is really bad, he didn't recognize me so quickly." Chu Mo smiled heartily and began to put on almost.

"Have we met?" Mr. Han obviously didn't react, he was stunned for a moment, and asked.

But he immediately reacted, even if he knew him, he was definitely not familiar with it, and the other party broke into his suite, and his tone was not good, "Who let you in, what is your purpose!" ”

Mr. Han is also a person in the business circle, and he can't help but feel alive, could it be that he is a few business opponents who specially sent people to catch him?

Thinking of this, Mr. Han turned his head to look at the woman behind him, his face was a little remorseful.

"Mr. Han is really refreshing. Then I'll make a long story short, I borrowed money on behalf of Qin Shi Huang. Chu Mo thought for a moment and felt that he had found a good reason.

"What?" Mr. Han was stunned for a while, and then reacted, this was asking him for benefits.

"No problem, as long as you keep today's events a secret, you can ask for as much money as you want."

Mr. Han said with a pale face, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"I think Mr. Han misunderstood what I meant, I'm a serious person, and I will never do such a thing as a threat." Chu Mo said, and in his swaying right hand, there was an extra Desert Eagle.

"Gollum~" Mr. Han swallowed his saliva, did he come to assassinate him? Huaxia has been controlling guns, and the other party was able to get a real gun.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the Desert Eagle sprayed flames, and although a silencer was installed, the movement was not small, but the only way to blame it was that the sound insulation in this room was so good.

"Sorry, I went off." Chu Mo smiled apologetically, and began to say in a serious manner, "Actually, His Majesty Qin Shi Huang is not dead, he also sent me a text message a few days ago, saying that he was trapped in the Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and he needed some money to scan the code to open the door." ”

"Don't worry, I'll borrow this money." Chu Mo patted Mr. Han's shoulder and said with an oath.

"You...... How much do you want? Han Zhen's head was soaked with cold sweat, he didn't have the heart to care about this nonsense story, he just wanted to live.

"It's not much, give me 500,000 in this account, it's a drizzle for you, right?" The corners of Chu Mo's mouth curled, there was no psychological burden, the other party was actually not a good person, and there was a bit of an unsightly black industry under his hands.

"No, not much, I'll let Secretary Zhao do it." Mr. Han wiped his cold sweat and nodded hurriedly.

"Don't call the police, don't investigate me, or you'll die an ugly death." Chu Mo put his head next to Mr. Han's ear and said softly.

Mr. Han trembled, his body trembled even more, and he saw a pair of scarlet eyes, and the blood spread to the outside of the eye sockets.

Is this a monster?

Mr. Han's crotch gradually moistened.

"By the way, I almost forgot to leave you an IOU." Chu Mo muttered, lying on the table, and left a sentence with his pen.

Now Qin Shi Huang borrowed 500,000 from Zhao Zong, and he will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold every day.

"Tell your secretary to hurry up, and the IOU will be given to you first." Chu Mo casually threw the IOU to Mr. Han, and in the other party's sight, the figure gradually disappeared.

"Ghosts? Hell! Mr. Han shouted in fear, he couldn't raise the psychology of resisting together, and kicked up the woman who was also trembling, "Useless things, go and transfer money, Lao Tzu is going to die, and you have to be finished." ”