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Chapter 13 Horror Video, New Job
The torrential rain burst like silver flowers on the bright yellow raincoat as Fang Qingyu hunched over and walked against the wind.

As the electric scooter rolled over the gleaming asphalt road, its headlights sliced ​​through the rain curtain, causing sycamore leaves, swirling with water droplets, to dance in the beams of light, while the locks on the delivery boxes were struck by the rain with rapid, rhythmic beats.

If we're talking about who works the hardest delivering food in this area, it has to be Fang Qingyu.

Completely disregarding whether they would get soaked.

Electric scooters travel through the streets and alleys, essentially acting as a living map.

In the afternoon, Fang Qingyu and several deliverymen sat outside the convenience store eating dinner.

Look at the delivery person's panel.

【Occupation: Deliveryman Lv.1 (47/100)】

[Basic Job Skills: Electric Scooter Driving Lv.2 (21/200)]

My professional level is almost halfway through, and I can get another skill point in a week at most.

At this moment, Old Li, who was eating next to him, suddenly said mysteriously.

"Hey, do you guys know why people in the group are saying we shouldn't deliver orders to remote areas late at night?"

"Didn't they put out a news report? Things haven't been peaceful lately. I guess it's either a gang fight or someone escaped from another prison."

Everyone was used to it and wasn't too worried.

At least in crowded places, this situation has never occurred in Qingjian City. Just avoid going to remote places at night.

"Not this time."

After listening, Old Li shook his head as if he had grasped the truth.

He noticed that everyone's attention was focused on him.

Old Li took out his phone and said in a low voice, "Come here, everyone, I'll show you a video."

Fang Qingyu followed and surrounded them.

He was also very curious about what was going on, since in the past he had only seen news reports without any pictures.

"Please don't go around telling everyone."

Before turning on the video, Lao Li gave everyone a final piece of advice.

"Stop dawdling. I was there when that serial killer appeared on Tianyi Street a few years ago. When did I ever say that?" someone couldn't help but urge.

"The visuals this time are absolutely explosive."

Old Li mysteriously clicked on the video.

The phone screen shook violently, and rainwater spread out in a spiderweb-like pattern on the lens surface.

In the distance, the old town's tenement buildings resembled lurking giants in the torrential rain.

"Hold!"

Heaving sounds echoed from under the eaves of the convenience store.

In the blurry image, two dark figures overlapped at the alley entrance.

The hunched silhouette above suddenly raised its head, the streetlights slicing a cold beam across its face. Bits of flesh hung from the corners of its mouth, which were covered in scabs, and half of its bluish-purple intestines dangled between its white teeth.

Old Li pressed his thumb on the screen: "Pay attention to the eyes."

The video cuts off precisely at the moment the shadowy figure turns around.

In the magnified pixels, two blood-red pupils burned in the rain, as if staring directly at the viewer through the screen.

Amidst the panicked gasps of the photographer, the camera spun around and crashed into the wall.

The final image focuses on the rain-streaked windowpane.

"It was taken at 3 a.m. yesterday."

Old Li turned off his phone, and the plastic stool scraped against the ground with a screeching sound. "The police have already cordoned off the area. They say it's a gas pipeline leak."

"This is photoshopped, right?"

After everyone finished reading, some people curled their lip in disapproval.

That makes sense, after all, the person looked exactly like someone in a horror movie after getting their makeup done.

"Tch, believe it or not."

Old Li rolled his eyes upon hearing this; good advice was useless against that damned fool.

After saying that, Lao Li left the convenience store first and continued working.

Only the crowd remained, engaged in lively discussion.

Fang Qingyu didn't participate. After saying goodbye to the others, he drove his electric scooter home.

Although everyone except Lao Li thought the video was photoshopped, and they all had their reasons.

For example, if someone looked like that, they couldn't possibly live.

Or, judging from the lighting effects and such, it looks very fake.

But what if
That wasn't photoshopped, was it?

Having finally found an opportunity to climb higher, Fang Qingyu didn't want to entrust his safety entirely to the possibility of P.

Still not strong enough.

If only we could be like Lin Jiao, able to send people plummeting into an ice cave with just a glance.

Even if the other party is not human, they should have enough power to protect themselves.

Fang Qingyu thought to himself, went home, changed his clothes, and headed to his next job.

The bloodstains in the alley had been washed away by the heavy rain. Entering through the back door, Xiao Si's eyes lit up when she saw Fang Qingyu.

"Qingzi, Brother Qiao needs to see you. Go see him first."

"Oh, good."

Fang Qingyu was a little puzzled and walked towards the office.

"Dong Dong~"

"Enter."

Upon seeing that it was Fang Qingyu, Brother Qiao pointed to the chair opposite him and said, "Sit down."

Fang Qingyu walked up to him and sat down, looking up at the top of his head.

[Security Consultant for Zishi Chamber of Commerce]

"Have you been practicing martial arts lately?"

Brother Qiao took out a cigar from the drawer and asked.

"Yes, but I've just started practicing."

Fang Qingyu was taken aback, but answered truthfully.

"I see it."

After hearing this, Brother Qiao couldn't help but chuckle as he recalled Fang Qingyu's wild punches in the surveillance footage.

"But you're pretty good at fighting. Those thugs have already caused a lot of trouble around here. How about changing jobs?"

"?"

Fang Qingyu immediately showed a strange expression.

If we're both in the same company, would it be alright to recommend him for a job at another company?

"Hehe, it's like this, my other restaurant is a bit short-staffed right now, also for security guards, working hours from 7 am to 12 pm, salary 16,000 yuan, how about it, interested?"

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly after hearing this.

"What do you do?"

"It's absolutely legal and compliant, you can rest assured. It's just a mixed martial arts arena. People inside get quite excited watching the matches, so it's necessary to maintain order."

Brother Qiao immediately knew what Fang Qingyu was thinking and quickly waved his hand.

"Armed boxing?"

A word immediately popped into Fang Qingyu's mind.

"How could it be underground boxing? It's a legitimate combat sports betting club. If you don't believe me, just search for Tongyuan Combat Gym online."

Fang Qingyu didn't stand on ceremony and immediately picked up his phone to search.

The result was exactly as Brother Qiao had predicted.

All the necessary procedures are in place; it is a legal and compliant entity.

And it wasn't just this one establishment; Fang Qingyu checked other places as well, and found that there were three or four similar venues in Qingjian City.

All of them are legal.

Fang Qingyu put away his phone.

"Could we go take a look first?"

"Okay, you can report to work tomorrow during working hours. If not, just come back here."

Brother Qiao agreed very readily.

"Thank you, Brother Qiao."

Fang Qingyu stood up and thanked them. If what the other party said was true, the monthly salary of a security guard job could more than double, and the working hours would be shorter.

You can continue playing the security guard profession.

It perfectly meets his current needs.

"polite."

Brother Qiao waved his hand, quite magnanimously.

Fang Qingyu walked out of the office.

Brother Qiao sat in the chair, recalling how he had watched the surveillance footage of the alley yesterday, and then pulled up the video of Fang Qingyu working earlier.

From unsteady steps, nearly being pushed over by customers several times, to single-handedly taking down four people...
The whole process took less than 10 days.

Others may not understand the meaning behind this, but Brother Qiao understands it perfectly.

"A true martial artist."

Brother Qiao's gaze held a hint of longing.

Although he knew that Fang Qingyu's chances of success were slim, the price he paid was also not high.

And what if something really happens?

Fang Qingyu became a true martial artist.

Gee
Then, no matter how you calculate it, you'll make a killing.
This is why.

The reason why I can sit in an office as a security guard.

(End of this chapter)