Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 145 The Legacy of Johnny Mergowyn
The young man saw that he had no malice, so he "forgave" his previous "rudeness" and tried to make the last effort:

"Sir, please believe me, and believe that Mr. Leonardo will make our lives better! Please vote for him!"

Chen Yan said with a smile: "He used this set of rhetoric to persuade the people to vote for him?"

Hearing the narrowness in his words, the young man immediately became angry, accepted the four pennies he handed over, and put four extra-large portions of fried chicken in his hands, then folded his arms without saying a word.

Chen Yan put away her smile: "Just a kind reminder, it should be Mr. Adams——Leonardo Adams. Leonardo is just his first name, not his last name."

The young man who obviously hadn't read any books or experienced anything, blushed up to his ears because of his ignorance, and quickly turned cold from embarrassment, turned his head, and stopped looking at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan didn't want to make fun of himself, so he took the fried chicken, bought apple soup and a sweet drink called "gin", and went all the way back to the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street.

Ogami has shown a special interest in fried chicken.

He has a huge appetite, and the fried chicken that Chen Yan bought for him was not enough. After finishing his own portion, he drank the apple soup in one gulp, and sat there in a daze.

Chen Yan wasn't very hungry either, so he gave half of his share and gave it to him.

Ohgami showed a thankful look, ate up the fried chicken, and started to be dazed again.

Chen Yan watched Nuomiguo push her share of fried chicken to Ougami, scratched her head, and said, "Nuomiguo, I've been busy these two days, so I didn't ask about the missionary school... wait until tomorrow, I'll go Ask clearly, and try to get you in time for spring enrollment."

Nuomiguo suddenly heard Chen Yan make such a promise. Unexpectedly, she couldn't help being a little happy in her heart, and said in a very formal tone: "Anyway, I'm counting on you."

Tomorrow is Saturday, the rest time for a small number of workers in Yanan City. For most migrant workers like Chen Yan, there is no such thing as a "rest day", so he plans to go to the zoo tomorrow to see the wish, and then go to Walker Street church school for admission counseling.

While the three of them were chatting without saying a word, there was a dull knock on the door outside the hall.

Ogami raised his face from the glutinous rice fruit's fried chicken, said "no danger", and put his head into the fried chicken again.

With a premonition in Chen Yan's mind, he opened the door with a little excitement, but was startled by the scene outside the door——

Under the platform of the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street, a wooden trolley with only two wheels is full of large and small bulging burlap bags of various colors. The top of the burlap bag is even bigger than the The first floor of the apartment is even higher.

Who threw such a pile of rubbish at my door!
Chen Yan's eyes shifted to the right, and he saw the man leaning on the beam beside the platform.

The man looked like he was in his 20s, wearing a tattered, dirty cotton jacket with cotton popping out, and jeans with countless holes.

His whole body exudes the smell of sweat that even the cold winter wind can't blow away, he is unshaven, and he doesn't have the appearance characteristics of the native Luke people of the empire——

His eye sockets are relatively shallow, his eyebrows are very light, and the only thing that is clean all over his body are his pupils—his pupils are a very unusual pale gold color, even after such a dim dusk, he can still see the dim halo in his pupils.

"hello!"

He greeted Chen Yan excitedly.

"I'm Jack Baldo from Catalina! Please take care of me in the future!"

The Jack Baldo in Chen Yan's impression was not like this at all—the warrior who guarded the pregnant woman under the moonlight, the righteous person who stood up for fairness, how could he be such a sloppy vagabond!

The huge contrast made it difficult for Chen Yan to accept for a while.

And his words aroused Chen Yan's vigilance.

Please take care of me in the future?

Chen Yan seemed to realize something, and panicked: "No... what did you say? Please take care of me in the future?"

The man froze for a moment, took out a note from his pocket, looked at the note, and then at the house number on the back of Chen Yan.

"Is this 33 Walker Street!"

Chen Yan had a very strong bad premonition in his heart, so he forced himself to ask: "Yes, you..."

The man pointed at the note: "Isn't this what you wrote?"

Chen Yan opened his mouth, unable to speak.

The man pointed at him: "Are you Chen Yan?"

Chen Yan bit the bullet and nodded.

The man came forward suddenly, the stench on his body almost made Chen Yanxun faint.

He grabbed Chen Yan's hands and looked at Chen Yan with sincere eyes: "You are the heir of Johnny Mogwen! Do you want to get his inheritance now?"

Chen Yan almost couldn't hold back and said: Is Johnny Mergowyn's legacy the mountain of garbage on your car? ?I don't want it!
His upbringing did not allow him to say such hurtful words.

His strict morals made him nod his head.

The man said in a serious tone: "I am."

Chen Yan was stunned.

The air seemed to freeze.

Not because of the cold, but because of embarrassment.

The air condensed due to embarrassment, could it be that some extraordinary person is releasing power?
A second later, Chen Yan pulled out his hand frantically, pulled his hair, and said in a panicked voice:
"what are you talking about?!"

Jack Baldo reconfirmed seriously, pointed at him and said:

"Aren't you the heir of Johnny Mergowyn?"

Chen Yan nodded subconsciously.

Jack Baldo turned his finger to himself.

"I am the legacy of Johnny Mergowyn."

Chen Yan regained his strength, and could hardly accept this absurd fact, pointing at the car behind him in a daze: "Then this is?"

Jack Baldo said seriously: "That is my property."

A bad premonition broke out in Chen Yan's heart: "What are you doing with your belongings!"

Jack Baldo pointed at the apartment building at No. 33 Walker Street in a very natural tone: "I am now your private property. Only when I move into your residence can I be protected by the laws of the empire."

He said seriously: "Private property is sacred and inviolable!"

Chen Yan was completely stunned for a moment, and stood there blankly, with nothing in his head, no idea at all, just watching Jack Baldo hugging the pile of burlap bags back and forth, and turning the pile of burlap bags back and forth. Trash moved into his apartment.

A gust of cold wind blew, Chen Yan shivered, suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he rushed into the apartment.

Don't let him see Ogami!
He is undead!It's 【Undead】!
He will be killed by Ogami who is on the mission of [Cut Immortality]!

Chen Yan rushed into the hall, but it was too late——

Jack Baldo, already attracted by the smell of fried chicken, came to the kitchen door.

(End of this chapter)