"Lao Hei, you don't seem to be in the right mood for the past two days?"

The stout man, known as Lao Hei, squatted on a paint bucket and smoked a cigarette sullenly.

The bucket of paint sitting under his ass was the one he had brought that day.

Wherever he went to threaten people, he would mention this bucket, the difference was that the threatened person did not know each other.

Once you know each other, he comes back with a bucket, and if you don't know each other, the bucket of paint will be in close contact with the wall at the door of the other party's house.

The stout man took two puffs of his cigarette and numbed his nerves with nicotine.

His companion was right, his mood was not right lately.

"Old Black...... Old Black! Someone patted the stout man's shoulder from behind, startling the person, "Hey, I'm talking about you, why are your nerves so tight?" ”

After being frightened, he immediately reacted, and the stout man behind him was his companion, and shook his head: "You don't understand. ”

Three or four adult men sat around while another woman was talking on the phone not far away.

They were now in the courtyard outside a single-family villa on the outskirts of the city, but not the one called the murderous house, but another one a little further away.

This area is a villa area, only the murder house stands alone in a corner of the area, and there are only some vegetation buildings around it.

From the corner of the courtyard, you can scan the eaves on the top floor of the murderous house, and the duplex building has some climbing vines due to neglect to take care of it, giving people some eerie looks.

The human took his gaze back and couldn't help but taunt his companions: "Come on, old black, didn't you just go to find that...... What kind of kid is white, is there such a big reaction? ”

To others, this is a very common thing.

Their initial impression of dealing with humans was that the black-haired youth did not communicate much with outsiders and cared more about their parents.

To say that it sounds good is persistence, and to say that it is bad is paranoia.

In addition, the temperament of the whole person is also gloomy, and occasionally there are some gods chattering.

The man known as Lao Hei wanted to speak and stopped.

He couldn't describe how he felt that day when he left the neighborhood where Bai Su was in a stiff manner carrying a paint bucket.

He walked a few streets so far before he was back to normal, and then he stood at the intersection for a long time, until passers-by came and asked if he needed help.

Of course, the man politely refused, and quickly returned home.

"White ...... He's getting a little weird. ”

I was embarrassed to call Mr. Bai in front of my companions, because the strong man felt that he would be sneered at if he shouted.

He didn't speak out about the evil either, because his companions would surely have sneered at it.

People who haven't faced it won't understand.

In fact, the stout man's companion teased a few words, and then said lightly: "Anyway, it's a good thing to agree to the live broadcast, just wait for that kid to come and let him follow our script." ”

"Tsk, I don't know how that kid was lucky and angry, doesn't it just rely on a face......" A certain male-eyed man said jealously.

"Okay, okay, that's what women eat now." Another companion said, "If you go back to your mother's womb now and rebuild it, you probably can do it." ”

The male who had been struck by the blow angrily threw a punch at his companion, who caught the fist.

"But how could the boss take this job? Didn't you say that the live broadcast of the supernatural class was not done? ”

"There is a lot of money given on the other side, and it seems that when the time comes, it will not be said that it is a murderous house, and the address of the room will be erased, and it will be announced after the broadcast is over...... Harm, it's someone else's live broadcast room anyway, why are you worried about this? ”

"If you want to seal it, his live broadcast room will be blocked, who will let that kid owe us."

A few men chatted with me one by one, and finally talked about the murderous house itself.

"Hey old black, is that house really haunted?"

No one really spent the night there, they just went in and set up the equipment for the live broadcast, and quickly withdrew.

According to the client, after buying the house, he moved in with his family and stayed there for only three days before leaving.

The client was more desperate, and he claimed that he had seen a lot of unbelievable scenes in the house and encountered supernatural events.

Then he wants to sell the house, but the house is not very good, so he wants to use the whole gimmick of live broadcasting.

Whether the gimmick is good or bad, the client has his own plans.

"So why didn't the client find a Taoist priest? Or something else? Someone questioned the soul.

"Maybe it's expensive...... I've heard that those masters have appeared once is this number. Another man made a comparison, which caused people to smack their tongues.

"It's so easy to make money......," the man sighed, "so it's because we're cheap, right?" ”

No, it's not cheap.

The man, known as Old Black, spat out a few more smoke rings, and he touched his shriveled wallet.

Because Bai Su received the information and didn't reply for a long time, although he could threaten with the contract, the strong man shook and changed to a more vulgar method - spending money.

Bai Su: I wanted to delay it for a while, but the other party gave me too much.

As a result, Bai Su agreed, and the live broadcast was scheduled on the 7th of this month.

In the first few days of the month, these people also went to the live broadcast room to observe.

Although they didn't know what to see about men eating, the number of barrages and the number of viewers were high, and they were relieved.

There is one point, why do you have to watch what "Xiaobai No. 2" has to be watched?

The man known as the old black has studied a little, but he has no desire to talk now.

On the way to the door, a phone call came in, and the stout man answered and listened, and then replied weakly: "What? If he wants to go, let him go...... No, don't stop it, it's all about him...... The money was paid for him...... I'll reimburse you when you come back! ”

After saying that, the man hung up the phone and took the last puff of the cigarette in his hand sadly.

Perhaps taking on this errand was the worst decision he'd made in recent times.

After about another hour, the pick-up car returned.

The companion didn't understand why they were going to pick it up, and clamored for him to come by himself with an address to such a kid.

The stout man shook his head, but still found someone to drive the car.

Now that the car was back, the rest of the people immediately gathered around the door to see what they knew as the "little white face".

"Little White Face" got out of the car, ignored the others very indifferently, walked to the other side of the back seat and opened the door.

Then, he took out a large and small bag of shopping bags from the back seat, and judging by the logo printed on the bag, it came from a large nearby shopping mall.

"Hey, hey, hey...... What are you doing here? Someone opened his mouth as if he was at fault, "......? ”

Bai Su did not answer immediately, but stuffed the bag into the driver's hand and closed the door.

Then, he asked with some confusion: "It's only three o'clock in the afternoon, what are you going to eat at night if you don't buy some ingredients?" ”

"By the way, the murderous house can also fire, right?"

(End of chapter)