Chen Jiayan held the medicine in front of me, and a smell of medicine rushed up with the steaming heat.

I didn't hesitate at all, I leaned my neck and went straight down.

Drinking this thing doesn't do anything to my body.

However, I drank it, and my heart warmed.

Since my mother died, no one in this world has ever shouted at me anymore.

Three days later, Ji Canghai went to Tianhe Restaurant early and found a sentry position in advance.

By the time I set off, I could clearly feel exhausted.

I was even very pessimistic that even if I couldn't survive tonight, I would have to die with Chen Changming!

Tianhe Restaurant is a typical fly restaurant, and the taxi went around several times before stopping at a very remote alley.

Standing at the mouth of the narrow alley, I could vaguely see a white signboard with four large characters written in red paint.

"Tianhe Restaurant."

A wonton pot was set up at the door of the restaurant, and some hunchbacked proprietors were intently stirring it with a colander spoon.

The spilled grease mixed with the cesswater bucket under the boss's feet, giving off the sour smell of the garbage bin.

Tut.

I can't help but think back to the last time I met Chen Changming.

That's the most expensive western restaurant in Monan, why did you choose such a broken place this time?

I glanced at the time, pulled a cigarette out of my pocket, and walked around the alley several times with my head down.

As I walked, I observed the situation around the alley.

It's been more than ten minutes since I've been here.

I didn't see a second person but me.

I seem to understand why Chen Changming chose this place to meet.

This place is very desolate, and it is a good place to bury corpses.

I looked around, pretended to go to the toilet, stood facing the wall, and called Ji Canghai on the phone.

"The situation has changed, you come out first, I'm at the door."

Soon, Ji Canghai walked out with a baseball cap and half his head down.

He assumed the same pose as me and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"This place is too remote, no one usually comes, and you sit too conspicuous when you sit."

I slowly lifted my pants and whispered, "Chen Changming is a chicken thief, he will definitely notice it."

Ji Canghai looked around: "Then I can't throw yourself here!"

"I have to grieve you, brother."

I looked into the alley, "You go apply for a waiter and see if you can stay."

"If you really can't do it, you can withdraw."

Ji Canghai nodded: "I'll try."

Seeing that he was leaving, I hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute."

As I spoke, I took off my short sleeves and rubbed them on the ground.

It wasn't until the clothes became dirty and torn that I gave them to Ji Canghai.

"You've been here for so long, you might be suspicious, let's change clothes."

Soon, the two of us exchanged clothes, and Ji Canghai at this moment was like a refugee fleeing the famine.

I can't tell it's the same person at all.

"You go first, I'll come later."

A few minutes later, I walked into the alley, scolding as I walked.

Chen Changming, an old fox, is too deceitful, and every step is a bump.

At this time, Ji Canghai was arguing with his boss.

I guess it sounds like the boss doesn't want to hire people.

I didn't dare to stop, so I could only hurry inside.

I know very well that from now on, Chen Changming and I have been immersed in the web woven by each other.

Who survives depends on the ability.

After about half an hour, Chen Changming walked in outside wearing a black suit.

I was the only guest in the room, and as soon as he entered, he came straight to me.

As soon as they met, he hugged his shoulders and smiled

Yingdi looked at me.

"Hungry, huh? Why don't you eat some first?"

I smiled and pointed at him with my chin, "You let me eat while watching?"

"Okay, let's get straight to the point!"

Chen Changming threw his handbag heavily on the table: "Where's my stuff?"

I pointed to my arms, "This."

"Where's the money?"

"Huh."

Chen Changming opened the zipper, took out a bank card from it, and clasped it in the palm of his hand.

"Here."

"Are you still six years old?"

I smiled and shook my head, "I want cash."

With that, I took the book out and grabbed a lighter from my pocket.

"If you can't see any cash, you don't want to get the book."

Chen Changming tilted his head and looked at me: "Are you asking for money or dying?"

"If you don't give me this book, you will have a month to live at most."

I didn't say anything, but looked behind Chen Changming.

Behind him, several female ghosts with disheveled hair and blue faces had already appeared.

These are like walking corpses, standing in a fan shape behind Chen Changming.

Obviously, everything was as I expected.

I know him so well that I know he's going to be a good guy.