People write diaries in American comics, and Iron Man collapses at the beginning

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!"

"Next, sit and wait for the good news that Big has been kidnapped!"

After handling the matter of selling the house, Zhou Cheng's whole mood became three points better.

This wave of investment can be said to be extremely huge, and even his entire net worth has been staked.

But I can't stand it, this is a wave of stable win-win transactions!

Getting rid of the hanging wire identity and becoming rich, well, becoming rich may be a little too much.

But at least there is no problem with achieving freedom of wealth.

This is a huge improvement for Zhou Cheng.

At least for a long time, you can enjoy life comfortably, without having to work hard to earn those few taels of silver.

"Clean up your room!"

After returning home, Zhou Cheng was not idle.

Instead, he began to clean and tidy up his "otaku's room".

What is the room where an otaku lives alone for a long time, I understand everything.

It really needs to be picked up.

What's more, the real estate agent has already told Zhou Cheng that he will bring a customer over to see the house in the afternoon.

The intermediary is so powerful, Zhou Cheng's side naturally has to pay attention, right?

So.

In the next two hours, Zhou Cheng experienced what housekeeping is like. It's a bit of a mess.

But looking at the new environment, Zhou Cheng's mood is still very good.

After taking a simple shower and changing his clothes, Zhou Cheng began to lean comfortably on the sofa and watch TV.

Sit back and wait for the first customer to arrive.

Dangdang!

Just watched an episode of a semi-American drama, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Here it comes!"

Zhou Cheng's spirit lifted slightly, he turned off the TV with a click, and quickly stepped on the slippers to open the door.

It's just that the face that appeared outside the door made Zhou Cheng slightly stunned.

The visitor was not his real estate agent, but another familiar face.

Little, Wade Wilson.

？？？

How are you again!

What are you doing again!

"Why such an expression?"

"I'm so happy to see that I forgot to say 'please come in'?"

"But it's okay, I forgive you."

Wade Wilson really didn't know to be polite with Zhou Cheng.

After making up a few words for himself, he leaned over and got into the house.

"Wow, a new look."

Wade Wilson also noticed the changes in the room, and sighed repeatedly, "It's really uncomfortable, this shouldn't be a single room for a man living alone."

"If you have something, say it, and let it go if you have a fart."

Zhou Chengcai was too lazy to greet Wade Wilson, sat on the sofa with his own care, and said to the other party casually.

"I just sweated for you, is that what you repay me with this attitude?"

"Man, this is really callous."

Wade Wilson chattered again. It took a long time to

nag before he touched out a camera and brought it to Zhou Cheng.

Pressed a few times on the keys above.

An old man who had been stripped naked, his hands and feet were tied, and his body was full of bruises and purples, suddenly met Zhou Cheng's eyes.

It was the silly boss of the predecessor, Smith.

At this moment, Smith no longer has the spirited look he had before, not to mention how embarrassed he looks.

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but shake his head and said, "This is really miserable."

"Actually... It's nothing at all.

"I'm sorry, but your request, among so many commissions I've received, is not the most perverted."

"Not even medium perverts, no, not even perverts, this is simply an insult to perverts."

"I picked up a high school student last week, to be exact, a high school girl, who is quite beautiful and mature, like that star..."

"No matter, her commission is called a real pervert..."

Wade Wilson began to introduce Zhou Cheng with great interest.

"Okay Wade, I'm not interested in your glorious history."

Zhou Cheng waved his hand and interrupted the other party, "In short, the grandmother next door has completed your commission, I believe she must be very satisfied."

"Is it, that's it?"

"You just said that the grandmother next door is very satisfied, and then, there is no follow-up?"

Wade Wilson spread out his hands and stared straight at Zhou Cheng with his eyes open.

"How else?"

"You still want me to thank you instead of the grandmother next door?"

"Well, thank you Wade, it's always okay, right?"

Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow at the other party.

"Just a word of thanks?"

"You're not waiting for the grandmother next door to pay you, are you?"

Zhou Cheng looked calm, and didn't even blink his eyes, "I'm sorry, the grandmother next door fell to her death when she went downstairs not long ago."

"You just said that the grandmother will be very satisfied."

"Yes, she knows about it, and she will definitely do it."

Wade Wilson: "..."

Do you dare to be more brazen?

In terms of not being faceless, I would like to call you the strongest.

"Thank you for the affirmation of the grandmother next door!"

"It's really moving."

Wade Wilson shook his head and shrugged, seemingly abandoning the unrealistic illusion of commission.

"Gone, ruthless fellow!"

Waving his hand at Zhou Cheng, Wade Wilson stood up and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

But suddenly, Wade Wilson seemed to suddenly remember something.

Facing Zhou Cheng, he began to look up and down, carefully and carefully.

"Like, so similar!"

"That's wonderful!"

While looking, Wade Wilson's eyes shone brightly.

It made Zhou Cheng's heart bristle.

What is this hanging hair doing?

"What are you looking at?"

"Take it back immediately, don't force me to do it!"

Zhou Cheng immediately solemnly warned Wade Wilson.

"Zhou, I have a chance to make a lot of money, are you interested in doing a vote?"

Wade Wilson suddenly spoke mysteriously.

"Stop, stop, no!"

"I don't believe that a like you can hold out any good fart."

Zhou Cheng didn't want to think about it, and directly rejected Wade Wilson.

No matter what idea this mean guy had, Zhou Cheng didn't plan to participate.

"I don't believe anyone can't get by with money."

Wade Wilson: That's a confident one.

He didn't know how polite at all, looked around Zhou Cheng's room for a while, and then directly opened Zhou Cheng's laptop.

Snap your hands on it.

"Pull down, don't fix these useless things."

"I can't say yes, whether it's..."

Zhou Cheng's words were only halfway through and came to an abrupt end.

Because with Wade Wilson's operation, several pictures were displayed on the screen.

Zhou Cheng only glanced at it, and was immediately stunned.

That's his own photo!

To be more precise, it is a photo of him wearing a mask to fight criminals in Hell's Kitchen.

Why is this so special on the Internet?

And why, will it be considered by the little pariah to make a lot of money?

Zhou Cheng can be said to be confused.

"Who is this?"

Zhou Cheng forced the curiosity in his heart and asked Wade Wilson.

"The point is here, no one knows who he is."

"But the way calls him 'Satan,' isn't that an exaggeration, Satan?"

Wade Wilson began to quickly introduce Zhou Cheng.