One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

The next day.

The private room is called "Cloud Mountain and Sea of ​​Mist".

Rose petals were scattered all over the floor. On the antique wooden bed on the right side of the room, pink gauze curtains were faintly visible, and three figures on the bed were vaguely reflected in the light.

Jiang Bailan took her clothes out of the closet, put them on, patted her bottom, and walked towards the door.

The service provided by this extraordinary person can only be described in one word.

Run!

If I had to describe it in two words, it would be "very smooth"!

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Xu Si coming out. The two of them didn't say anything, but just smiled knowingly.

Along the way, Jiang Bailan complained that Xu Si was being unfair, only bringing her here today when there was such a good place. The other party just smiled, held up two fingers, and said, "20!"

Jiang Bailan was stunned for a moment before she realized that what the other party had said yesterday was not two people, but that the service cost 200,000 yuan.

However, considering the all-inclusive service she received last night, Jiang Bailan felt that 20 yuan was worth it.

It's really moisturizing after all.

Anyway, it's not like it's his money.

Leaving the misty mountains, the two arrived at Nadutong Company. As soon as they entered the office, Xu Si put his arm around Jiang Bailan's neck and said with a grin, "Little Jiang, now that you've had your fun, how about you do your brother a small favor?"

Cannibals have short mouths and short hands.

Moreover, Jiang Bailan had just spent 20 yuan of Xu Si's money, so she naturally felt embarrassed to refuse him.

Seeing that Jiang Bailan did not refuse, Xu Si nodded and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Jiang, your brother now treats you as his dearest friend and brother. I would never betray you."

"This mission is simple. Recently, an extraordinary person has appeared out of nowhere and has been hunting down other extraordinary people all over Tianjin. This is the third time this week, which has a great impact on the safety of the extraordinary people community in Tianjin."

"Fourth Brother knows you're quite skilled, so he hopes you can catch this guy."

Jiang Bailan "..."

Is this what you mean by your dearest family and friends, your brothers and sisters?

Brother, that's a murderer!

Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry!

Jiang Bailan was speechless at Xu Si's statement, but he still agreed. However, it was definitely not so that he could get freebies from Xu Si's mysterious claims in the future. He just wanted to make some contribution to the safety of Tijinmen.

After accepting the task, Jiang Bailan headed towards her rented apartment.

Investigating a case!

Riding a small electric scooter is nothing to be ashamed of!

After Jiang Bailan left the office, Xu Si lay on the sofa, pondering how to reimburse the 20 yuan. After all, this was to retain talent for the company, so how could he let it go through his own account?

-

Rental housing near Nanjing University.

When Jiang Bailan returned, she found that the building where she rented her apartment was under renovation. She didn't pay much attention to it and rode her electric scooter towards the old town.

-

the other side.

Inside a large villa with an estate in the suburbs of Tianjin, a woman wearing a white lettered T-shirt calmed down the quarreling father and son, Hu Lin and Hu Jie, and then walked towards the room in the backyard.

If Jiang Bailan were here, she would definitely recognize that this is Xia He, whom she had met once before.

As soon as the door was opened, two figures looked over.

"Xia He, is it all taken care of?"

They, this group of scoundrels, are only able to live here thanks to Xia He's abilities.

"Sect Leader, it's all taken care of. Both of them have been affected by my Breath Technique and will follow our instructions."

"Is that so! Xia He, your ability is really useful. Then I'll have to trouble you." The little black man, who was called the sect leader, said with a smile, his big eyes wide open.

Their gazes then fell entirely on the lame Lü Liang in front of them, and on the body of Zhang Xilin, which they had stolen for the second time.

That's right. When Xia He and Lü Liang were captured last time, Zhang Chulan's grandfather's body was sent back for burial, but it was later stolen back by the Quanxing people.

I wonder if Zhang Chulan would curse the entire Quanxing family tree if he heard this.

Looking at Lü Liang's hands enveloped in blue qi, the little black man showed an expectant expression.

"Sect Leader, are you sure this will yield useful information?" Shen Chong, one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing, wearing a black shirt and adjusting his glasses, asked, "Although Lü Liang's Soul-Clearing Technique is powerful, Zhang Xilin has been dead for too long. Can we really extract any useful information from it?"

"Let's give it a try! Maybe it'll actually work? Then we won't need to launch a full-scale attack on Longhu Mountain." The little black man, who was called the sect leader, shrugged indifferently.

With this casual ability to talk about attacking Longhu Mountain, he undoubtedly deserves to be the acting leader of Quanxing.

Just then, the door to the room was pushed open again, and two figures, one fat and one thin, walked in.

"Why are you here?"

Xia He looked at the other two members of Quanxing and asked, "Do you remember that the two of them left after saving me and Lü Liang?"

"What, Xia, aren't you welcoming us?" said the tall, fat monk with a bare chest, with a smile.

The petite woman beside the monk also spoke up: "The sect leader sent us."

Xia He didn't respond to the fat monk's words at all, which clearly showed the unpleasantness between them.

At this point, all four members of the Quanxing Gang had arrived.

Xia He, the bone-scraping knife; Shen Chong, the root of disaster; Dou Mei, the intestinal poison; Gao Ning, the thunder and smoke cannon.

Wine, women, wealth, and power—these are forces that are difficult for ordinary people to resist, and they are also the origin of these four titles.

At this moment, Lu Liang, wearing a black vest, had a joyful expression on his face. After many hard-won efforts, he finally extracted the memories from Zhang Chulan's grandfather.

"Lü Liang, let me take a look!"

Faced with the sect leader's order, Lü Liang, who was also curious about the Qi Source Flow, unceremoniously placed the golden ball in front of him.

Tens of seconds later.

As Zhang Xilin's memories continued to unfold, his expression changed slightly, and he handed the golden ball to the others.

Everyone looked at them one by one, and each of them showed a strange expression.

Finally, Lü Liang came up with an interesting idea: he would show this memory to Zhang Chulan...

-

Meanwhile, in the old city of Tianjin.

Unaware that Hu Jie was busy competing with his father for Xia He, Jiang Bailan, who was on a day off, felt lonely and glanced at the time, preparing to go home after get off work.

When he returned to the rented apartment, the renovation was already finished, and he could only marvel at how quickly the other party had done it.

Jiang Bailan was stunned when she opened the door.

He closed the door, stepped outside, and looked up to examine the room more closely.

That’s right!

He pushed open the door again and saw the new wallpaper, the brand-new furniture, the floor covered with a soft wool carpet, and Nana standing by the bed with a toolbox, bending down with a gentle smile, ready to serve him at any time...

Is he out of his mind?

What is this for me?

Is this still my shabby little rented room?

Then, the door behind me opened, and a familiar voice rang out.

"What? You don't like it? I can have it changed right now!"