Chen Fan silently raised his vigilance in his heart.

Under the gaze of the crowd, he cautiously walked to the room with the door open.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard a muffled conversation coming from the room.

Chen Fan cautiously stopped, trying to grasp more information from the vague sound of the conversation.

After listening carefully for a few seconds, Chen Fan couldn't help but frown - the noisy cries in the room completely overshadowed the human voices, and it was difficult for him to hear the specific content clearly.

At the moment when Chen Fan was about to give up, his gaze swept over his right palm.

His eyes moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "One, is there a way?" ”

One didn't respond, but the pure human voice after the noise was removed automatically appeared in his mind.

This technology, awesome!

If he wants to have this ability before, he is still worried that there is no customer source in the private detective office?

Chen Fan sighed in his heart and listened carefully.

"Killing people to pay for their lives, and paying off debts, this is a natural thing!"

"What did you say when you borrowed money?"

"You will definitely pay off your debts in three months, and now you look at it, it's been almost a year, and you haven't paid off the rest of your debts."

The man who spoke had a thick voice, giving people a feeling that they were not to be messed with.

A clear female voice then came from the room: "Debt? ”

"As far as I know, Aunt Shen paid off her debts a few months ago!"

The man asked unhurriedly, "What about the interest?" ”

"Interest?" The female voice sneered, "Your interest has nearly tripled!" ”

Hearing this, Chen Fan suddenly realized.

Dare to borrow usury through improper means!

Chen Fan, who had experience in his previous life, naturally knew the horror of this thing.

Not to mention twice as much, ten times the principal interest is possible.

The man's voice continued: "I don't care about this, according to the original agreement, we need to collect the corresponding value of the collateral." ”

"Look ...... Me"

"Her kid's arm is pretty good."

it?

Arm?

Or a child?!

Is it so bloody?!!

No wonder these neighbors say that the people inside are not easy to mess with, this is a pure-blooded underworld force!!

Just when Chen Fan was shocked, a slightly tired female voice came from the room: "Xu Huai, don't fight." ”

"In the end, I am also in debt, and even if this matter is brought to the church, the church will not support us."

The woman let out a long sigh: "Since they want this arm of my son, what about ...... Let them take it. ”

Hearing this, Chen Fan's eyes widened suddenly!

“…… Damn?! ”

This time, he was completely shocked!

A mother who wants to use her child's arm to pay off her debts?

Amazing......

Is this still human?!!

As a good socialist young man with correct three views, Chen Fan naturally couldn't see this kind of tragedy happening in front of his eyes!

He didn't care about listening to the information, so he stepped out of his legs, raised his foot and kicked on the already crumbling gate.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, the wooden gate broke away from the frame and fell to the ground.

Under the sunlight, a faint cloud of dust flew up from the concrete floor.

The loud noise also drew the attention of everyone in the room.

Chen Fan stepped on the wooden gate with a big hole and shouted:

"Live ......"

The originally neutral sound quickly decayed in just a few seconds of seeing the scene in the room:

"Stop?"

……

In the room, a strong man with a big waist and a round waist was kneeling on a futon in a straight position.

Directly in front of him, on a small round table, was a spotlessly clean statue of a god.

The strong man folded his hands and looked up at the idol on the table with a reverent expression, still muttering something in his mouth—if nothing else, this was the evil man who spoke evilly.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, the strong man turned his head to look at Chen Fan with a confused face: "...... You are? ”

On the other side, a middle-aged woman about her mother's age sat on a wooden chair in the living room with a tired expression.

Beside the middle-aged woman, the little boy's eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at Chen Fan who was stepping on the door of his house with a frightened expression.

Judging from the little boy's expression, Chen Fan could be sure that he was definitely not a good person in the eyes of the other party.

The hoarse cries had died down, and the only thing left in the room was the slight sobbing of the little boy.

Under Chen Fan's incredulous gaze, the little boy raised his mechanical right arm that shimmered with metallic luster, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes smoothly.

Beside the little boy, a young woman with a cold face and a high ponytail stopped comforting the little boy and cast a puzzled look at Chen Fan in surprise.

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

'One, did I misunderstand something?' ’

【…… The machine thinks that you are more of a villain now. 】

.

A backward technological civilization ruled by the gods and whose only electrical equipment in the house is an incandescent lamp has mastered extremely perfect mechanical prosthetic technology!

Listen to it yourself, who would have thought of this?!

Chen Fan scratched his head in embarrassment: "What's that......?"

"I said I was just passing by, do you believe me?"

……

After a short wait, the middle-aged woman was the first to come back to her senses.

She stood up from her chair at a loss and bowed to Chen Fan from afar: "Lord the Chosen One, why are you here?!" ”

The silence in the room was broken in an instant.

The strong man who was originally kneeling on the futon narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at Chen Fan, who was still standing on the door panel.

Then, he sneered and asked, "The Chosen One?" ”

"Just chosen?"

Listening to this question with a bit of yin and yang weirdness, Chen Fan subconsciously frowned.

This strong man was completely different from his neighbors, and he didn't have much reverence for the Chosen One in his eyes.

The other party doesn't even care about his identity as the Chosen One!

Thinking of the previous discussions of those neighbors, Chen Fan's spirit that had just relaxed became tense again.

He stared into the eyes of the strong man and replied with a serious expression, "Yes." ”

Hearing this, the sneer on the strong man's face became more and more intense.

"How?"

"You, the Chosen One, don't prepare for the Divine Election ceremony in a month's time, but instead take care of these trivial things?"

"Debt repayment, don't say you're a chosen one, even if the gods are in person, I'm also the one who takes advantage of it."

Just as Chen Fan was thinking about how he should respond to this, the strong man slowly got up from the futon with the same sneer on his face as always.

"Sister Shen, I'll give you one last month."

"After a month, if you still can't pay off the debt, I can take Xiaowen's arm."

Regarding the strong man's words, the middle-aged woman known as Sister Shen just nodded silently.

Seeing this, the strong man nodded with satisfaction.

Then, under Chen Fan's gaze, the strong man walked towards him.

Against the backdrop of the morning sun, the slight sly smile on the strong man's face was particularly conspicuous.

Looking at the strong man with a hideous face who walked in front of him, only one thought flashed in Chen Fan's mind:

Suffered.

He's not going to be the only victim in this strife, is he?