I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Wen Wan saw that it was the landlord calling, so he answered the phone anyway.

The landlord's overbearing voice came from the receiver, "Fat woman, have you moved out yet? My tenant is coming soon, you'd better clean up for me."

The landlord's tone didn't sound fake, as if there really was a new tenant coming.

The basement bedroom that Wen Wan rented was privately rebuilt by a resettlement community in the suburbs. It was an illegal building and it was impossible to find it without an acquaintance to introduce it.

In addition, the location is remote, so it is impossible to have a tenant so quickly unless it was planned in advance.

"Just deduct the rent for the past two days and return the remaining deposit to me, and I'll move out immediately." Wen Wan is no longer the Wen Wan he was a few hours ago. Now he has money, looks, and a tough body, so his words are naturally tough.

The landlord didn't notice the change in Wen Wan. Even if he did, he didn't know what kind of waves a poor, ugly, fat woman from another place could make.

He sneered, "What's the point of refunding? You didn't even pay the rent. What can I refund you? Besides, the house I just rented to you was newly renovated. Everything inside and out is new. You've lived there for so long, and the compensation for the damages isn't enough. I didn't ask you to pay more, so you should just be grateful."

Wen Wan had long expected the landlord to be like this.

I glanced at the bathroom door that had been discontinued in who knows when, and then looked at the crooked cement washbasin. The entire basement room had a Syrian style.

Now he tells her that the house was just fully renovated before he rented it to her?

This is not an attempt to cheat her out of her deposit.

Wen Wan said calmly, "I'll ask you again, will you retreat?"

"Who do you think you are? You fat bitch, I'll quit if you ask me to. Get out of my house right now, or don't blame me for being rude." The landlord warned in an extremely arrogant tone.

"Okay." Wen Wan hung up the phone without waiting for the landlord to say anything else and blocked his number.

I put on a T-shirt that I usually don’t want to wear, and now the T-shirt turns into an oversized long skirt.

The exposure of the long white legs makes people's blood boil.

She was so poor now that she only had money left. She didn't plan to take the things in the rental house in the basement. She only took all her documents, the black card given by the system and the key to the Bugatti.

After waiting at the door for a while, the landlord came towards her with a young man carrying a lot of bags.

Wen Wan had no expression on his face as he tore off the simple bandage on his wrist.

The flesh and cloth separated, bringing out streams of blood. The red blood mixed with the smell of blood flowed from the wrist through the fingertips and dripped onto the ground.

The landlord was telling the young man how good and affordable the rental housing was, when a white figure blocked their way.

The two of them looked up, stunned at first, then shocked.

The woman floating before my eyes was very beautiful, so beautiful that she didn't look like a human.

The landlord felt a gust of cold wind whistling across his back. His crown tightened, his spine shivered, and he couldn't move a step. He tried hard to control his trembling voice and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The woman suddenly let out a roaring laugh that echoed throughout the basement.

The two men shuddered and retreated tremblingly.

The landlord pretended to be calm, "Who are you? What are you doing here? Who let you in?"

"Landlord, I'm Xiaomei! The Xiaomei who died here a year ago! Please help me, I can't get out, please help me." Wen Wan said as he floated towards the two of them, "My body is under the bed in room 202. Can you help me take it out to get some sun, please?"

When the young man heard 202, he let out a scream of "Ah".

He was so scared that he ran away, leaving his luggage on the ground.

The landlord turned around and tried to run, but someone stepped on his flip-flop and he fell to the ground. He watched in fear as Wen Wan crawled in front of him, "Don't come over here, don't come over here, who are you? I don't know you. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and I didn't kill you."

"You are not Xiaomei. Xiaomei doesn't look like this. Who are you? Who are you? You are playing tricks here."

Wen Wan moved closer. Overwhelmed by the smell of blood and the bright red color of the blood, the landlord stared with his eyes wide open and crawled in fear towards a safe place.

Wen Wan chuckled and knocked him unconscious with a palm strike.

Xiaomei is her neighbor who lives next door to her in 201. Wen Wan has low self-esteem and usually walks with her head down and rarely communicates with others.

She still noticed Xiaomei, who was beautiful and had a good figure. She was very envious and would steal glances at Xiaomei intentionally or unintentionally.

I accidentally saw the landlord taking advantage of Xiaomei under the pretext of collecting rent.

One day, she heard a quarrel and then a dispute in Room 201 next door.

At that time, she was in love with Zhou Zhou and had no intention of caring about other people's affairs.

From that day on, Xiaomei suddenly disappeared, and the landlord renovated 201.

She didn't find it strange at first, but later she saw that it was the landlord who was doing the renovations himself. He was dragging a heavy black bag. Wen Wan wanted to help, but he angrily refused and scolded her.

Since then, Wen Wan felt more and more that something was wrong. She had always had a guess that Xiaomei might have been murdered.

And the murderer is the landlord.

But she had no evidence to call the police, and she didn't dare to offend the landlord.

She was just testing it today, and it turned out to be just as she expected.

Wen Wan slowly bandaged the wound on her hand. She exposed the wound because blood could cause panic in people.

She kicked the landlord and spoke to the system in her mind, "Can you help me make an anonymous call to the police?"

She didn't want to get into unnecessary trouble.

"Yes, the host only needs a little favorability."

Wen Wan readily agreed, "Okay, I'll pay you back for now. And by the way, please help me clean up all the bloodstains I left here."

When the police arrived and found her blood sample, she couldn't explain herself.

The system was not as straightforward as her, and asked with difficulty.

"That's another price, host."

"Ask me a price."

『2 points of favorability.』

"Okay, get to work." Since it concerns his own innocence, Wen Wan is still willing to pay this favorability point.

"Okay, all traces of the host in the basement will be cleared. 3 of the host's favorability will be deducted. The current available favorability will be -3."

Wen Wan stood quietly outside the crowd of people in the resettlement community, crossed the cordon, and saw the landlord being handcuffed and taken away by a police car.

I looked up at the sky. I thought Xiaomei must be able to see it.

So, he left without looking back.

The black Bugatti's taillights flashed and it stopped at the intersection waiting for the traffic light. The cars in front, behind, and on both sides of it wanted to stay a hundred meters away from it.

In a red Lamborghini sports car, the man in the driver's seat carefully parked the car 2 meters away from the back of the Bugatti.

The heavily made-up woman in the passenger seat said coquettishly, "Mr. Li, what are you doing so far away from that dark car?"