In this situation, any lucrative work will not be spared.

"It's almost ripe!"

The first thing Liancheng did when he returned home was to turn on the air conditioner, and then drank three glasses of ice water in succession, which dispelled the heat in his body a little. Facing the bathroom mirror, he slowly rolled up his sleeves.

A horrific picture is revealed in the mirror.

The sleeve was rolled up to the shoulder, and the wrist was turned, starting from the inside of the left wrist and continuing to the armpit, where a hideously spreading sunken scar was clearly visible, and the crimson blood was slightly oozing red. It's like a knife that has scraped a long strip of flesh alive...... The wound was uneven and terrible as a tear.

The injury was so terrifying, it was the trace left by the copper coin devouring the flesh and blood three days ago.

When the coin signals its hunger, if it is not fed in time, it will quickly erode the flesh. Liancheng has found the only thing that can feed copper coins...... It's money.

Liancheng has lingering palpitations about the terrible copper coins.

He also clearly realized that there were only less than 20,000 yuan left in the bank card, and if he couldn't get some more money in time, when the copper coin was hungry again, he was afraid that it would be his own death.

I shudder at the thought of that kind of death......

"Shocked! If you don't look at the dangers of the Internet to the human body, it's too late! A mysterious dried corpse was found in a residential building, and after investigation, it turned out to be an Internet practitioner......

"Damn. Liancheng couldn't help but scold.

Reading and writing more is the reason why he stepped into literary work.

Liancheng has read countless novels, and is naturally very familiar with the golden finger of the "Falling from the Sky" series. Most of the protagonists in this category ate shit luck, and then picked up some ancient relics, and then saved Bai Fumei, senior government officials, group directors and even a rich and powerful grandfather with a beautiful granddaughter with excellent medical skills.

But he didn't find a goldfinger assistant who could speak human words, nor did he find out what this stupid copper coin could use except for a loser!

Don't even think about beeping a girl with medical skills, then beep, and finally beep *this harmonious* plot. There is also no such thing as appreciating treasures, gambling stones, picking up rags, and then encountering a group of two fools and rich people whose meaning of life is to send money and pretend to be a failure.

Liancheng threw the copper coin on the table and lay on his back on the bed.

"What am I drawing?"

Bang Bang Bang –

Suddenly a strange sound sounded in the direction of the table.

Lian Cheng Muran skimmed his gaze, and sure enough, he saw a sneaky golden round object, which was crawling towards him in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree tumbling posture alternating between front and back. The speed is roughly equivalent to the old Brazilian turtle he accidentally raised before.

Won't this stupid thing roll on its side?

Liancheng sighed, stretched out his hand, and stood up the copper coin. In the next second, the golden copper coin changed from a Brazilian turtle to a teddy running wildly, rolled to the palm of his right hand at the speed of estrus, and then thrust into the palm of his palm!

"Fuck your uncle!" Lian Cheng jumped up suddenly.

He was halfway through his anger and then disappeared.

Liancheng tried to keep the copper coin away from his body for a while, trying to find out if there was any way to avoid being sucked by the copper coin. But without exception, this copper coin will always stubbornly crawl towards him, unrelenting.

He didn't want to walk a copper coin to the streets, so he had to carry it with him.

As for throwing away the far copper coins, this radical solution -

On the premise of no last resort, Liancheng will never let go, this seems to be a strange copper coin that can completely free himself from ordinary life.

No one will give up the chance to change their fate easily, even if the worst consequence is death.

Put a band-aid on the palm of your hand, sit on a chair and play with copper coins. Liancheng estimated the "countdown" of his life......

In three days, the copper money almost ate up most of the net worth, including half of the bank card deposit, all Alipay balances, an old laptop and a baby car that had just been bought for less than half a year.

The sensations that Liancheng passed on from the copper coins broadly divided them into three types: extreme hunger, hunger, and fullness.

Extremely hungry, copper coins will quickly eat away at flesh. It is not possible to tell if it will affect the bones and brain.

Hungry, the copper coin continuously releases hunger signals to remind Liancheng to feed. In this state, copper coins do not erode flesh.

Full stomach, the copper coin is temporarily dormant, and at the same time will emit a pale golden glow from time to time, and it is not known exactly what this glow does.

Thinking of this, Liancheng set a cordon for himself. In the next period of time, try to find a source of income as much as possible, and feed when you perceive hunger, and in the worst case, you can consider online loans, loan sharks and other channels that come quickly.

"I heard Snow White was on the run......"

The phone rings.

Liancheng picked up the phone, and it was an unknown number. He rarely leaves the phone to outsiders, except for those who are necessary for some necessary occasion. He has a habit of backing up his phone book like obsessive-compulsive disorder, but everything he has contact information will be stored in his phone and never missed, such as editors or enthusiastic beautiful readers.

Although the latter simply does not exist.

"Call at this time......" Liancheng glanced out the window.

The city of Zhaoping is shrouded in a dim sunset, and the air smells of something cheesy called metropolis. He leaned against the window edge and pressed the answer button.

"Hello. ”

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and the voice was familiar, as if it had just been heard. But Liancheng really couldn't match the voice with the image in his mind for a while, and he couldn't remember it even in his mouth.

"It's you—" He elongated his voice in a pleasantry.

"You, how do you know?!" the voice was puzzled, and then said, "Teacher Lian, this is my new number, did you hear my voice?"

Teacher Lian...... Hearing this, Liancheng immediately understood who the owner of the voice was.

The man's first impression of him was that he was rich.

The second impression is that he is super rich.

The third impression is that he is so rich!

The owner of the voice is called Wang Zhanshan, and he doesn't mention his appearance, let's call it a woman. One of the local super-rich women in Zhaoping City, she is the founder of "Wang Zhanshan Hot Sauce", worth billions, and the mother of a seventeen-year-old girl.

Liancheng likes Wang Zhanshan's hot sauce from the bottom of his heart, this thing has saved him from the disaster of either eating or starving to death countless times, but Wang Zhanshan's own appearance is real......

I don't eat at all.

Wang Zhanshan politely explained the reason for the call: "Teacher Lian, I'll send a car to pick you up today." I heard that the subway line 2 is being renovated, so it may not be convenient for you to take the subway as before. Even if you don't take the subway, other routes are too time-consuming, and Qianyi has an instrument class to take after the writing class, which is really troublesome for you to be in a hurry. ”

Liancheng looked at the watch on the wall, and there was still one hour before the class time.

If it's time for the subway, it's not necessarily too late to take the bus or take a taxi. He was very short of money, so Wang Zhanshan offered him a very eye-catching price for his writing tutoring, 800 yuan per class......

There was no reason why he shouldn't. Although it is not worth mentioning compared to the amount of waste in the past two or three days, the mosquito legs are also meat! It is really their own meat! As for the other ways of making money, I will think about it when I go home at night.

With the copper coin, Liancheng tidied up his meter a little, and then set off.

Not far from the door of the Lianchengjia unit.

The two men snuck behind the gazebo, muttering under their breath.

The thin man's voice was a little nervous: "Lao Jin, we don't have an arrest warrant, in case we mess up, no one can escape the responsibility." The owner of the money on the stall has to be picked up if he makes a big fuss. ”

"It's just a broken novel, what can you do. Besides, what kind of rich person can be living in this shabby community?" Although Jin Xin was wearing a regular clothes with very soft clothes, he still felt uncomfortable.

While staring at the unit door, he continued to say to his colleague Xiao Zhang: "I just want to ask him about the details, you know my sister, she doesn't talk about money all day long, and her curiosity is greater than anyone else." I'm afraid something will happen to her......"

Xiao Zhang smiled and nodded: "This reason is reliable." I've heard that the one who writes a novel is poorer than the other, and it seems to be true. ”

"It's more picky than the other. When he goes to the café to ask, he is probably reluctant to pay for the drink himself, and we have to pay for it. ”

The two traffic policemen looked at each other and laughed.

Halfway through the laugh, Jin Xin saw a person walking out of the unit door, it was Liancheng. He hurriedly poked Xiao Zhang: "People are coming!"

Xiao Zhang was not nervous this time, and walked out from behind the gazebo with a big grin, with a look of steady chances, and staggered towards Liancheng, thinking of a routine to scare people obediently.

As soon as he cleared his throat, he was knocked to the side by a muscular man.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The muscular man realized that he had hit someone, smiled and apologized. said that he was apologizing, his waist and neck were very straight, and the Patek Philippe on his wrist shook Xiao Zhang's eyes even straighter.

Absolutely genuine, big tyrant!

Xiao Zhang waved his hand: "Hey, it's not a problem." You are busy with your own business. As soon as he finished speaking, the muscular man nodded and turned around and strode towards Liancheng.

Pause, stand upright, and immediately bow at a 90-degree bend. The muscular man said, "I beg your pardon, the road is congested for a little longer. With that, he led Liancheng to the side of a BMW 7 Series and personally opened the rear door for it.

"Ouch!" Xiao Zhang was stunned.

Jin Xin stood next to him and didn't speak, but also pondered the Tao.

Rich people don't have such a pain, right......

"That's what you mean by being poor in writing novels?" Xiao Zhang grinned and shook his head again and again: "I almost asked you to go to the ditch, Lao Jin, hey, who are you calling?"

"My sister. Jin Xin's expression was embarrassed and surprised.

After getting through, his first words were-

"Little sister, I've checked it for you, this person really has a big problem!"