Assassin Wu Liuqi's swordsman Lu Jiu

Lu Jiu was a little surprised and walked over.

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Jiu asked suspiciously.

Ji Dabao felt a shadow covering him, turned his head, looked up at Lu Jiu, his eyes lit up.

"You should be Mr. Lu, the landlord. Hello! I am your tenant, Ji Dabao!"

Ji Dabao stretched out his hand and said courteously.

Lu Jiu bent down, shook hands with his wings, and nodded.

"Mr. Lu, well, I'm here to pay the rent, here you are!"

Ji Dabao took out a pile of money from his pocket and handed it to Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu took the money and stuffed it into his pocket, a little puzzled: "Why didn't you just send it to me?"

Although there is no such thing as chicken-eating pesticides on the phone, there is still software that can be used to transfer money, and Lu Jiu also uses this.

Most of his tenants also use the software.

Although Lu Jiu has many tenants, she will not come to collect rent one by one.

That's why Lu Jiu felt a little puzzled by Ji Dabao's behavior of coming to pay rent.

When Ji Dabao heard this, a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said awkwardly, "Er... well, I didn't have time to deposit the money in the bank today, so..."

Although he said so, it was actually because he didn't have enough money.

Ah Qi Niu's miscellaneous stall's business is getting worse and worse.

When he first set up a stall outside Ruozhi Primary School, Ah Qi's business was booming, and Ji Dabao counted money all day long.

Because many children are looking for a novelty.

Although Ah Qi's scissor juggling is very distinctive, it looks quite attractive.

But not long after, the enthusiasm of the children gradually faded.

People always like the new and dislike the old, and when the enthusiasm subsides, Ah Qi's business gradually deteriorates.

Not long ago, Ji Dabao paid back the money he owed, only to find out that he had to pay the rent today.

Then Ji Dabao found that his capital chain was about to break...

Ah Qi had to sell for a whole day today to barely scrape together enough money.

So Ji Dabao only came to pay the rent now.

Thinking of this, Ji Dabao secretly sighed in his heart.

It seems that it is time for me to ask Ah Qi to consider changing industries.

Otherwise, if it goes on like this, it will definitely become someone who can't afford to eat in the end...

Chapter 215

Seeing this, Lu Jiu squinted her eyes and let out an oh.

He wouldn't believe what Ji Dabao said.

It is not that there is no self-service bank on Xiaoji Island. It is open 24 hours a day, and you can save money at any time.

So Ji Dabao should be lying.

Lu Jiu felt that Ji Dabao must have collected enough money in a hurry and forgot to save it.

But the fact is that Ji Dabao doesn't know what the new landlord's temper is, and it would be bad if he gets angry because he paid the rent late, so he thought of coming to apologize in person.

But Lu Jiu didn't care about these.

In the past few days, he has also noticed that Ah Qi's offal business is getting worse and worse.

It is estimated that the freshness of a group of customers has passed.

In this way, isn't Ah Qi going to be an assassin?

Lu Jiu suddenly realized this problem.

Glancing at Ji Dabao in front of him, Lu Jiu smiled: "Okay, I've received the rent, and I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Ji Dabao heaved a sigh of relief.

Lu Jiu was not angry because he was late in paying the rent, which meant that he was not a difficult person to get along with.

But Ji Dabao couldn't help sighing when he thought that Ah Qi's offal business was getting worse and worse.

"It seems that I have to consider changing careers..."

With a mutter, Ji Dabao turned his head and walked towards the house.

He decided to go home and find out how to make enough money.

……

Two more days passed.

Wu Liuqi's cart stopped in front of the gate of Ruozhi Primary School as usual.

However, children who come and go with schoolbags on their backs rarely stop in front of the cart.

Ji Dabao stood next to the cart and smoked a cigar, while Wu Liuqi squatted next to Ji Dabao because he had no business to visit.

"Da Bao, our business has been getting worse and worse recently..."

Looking at the children coming and going, Wu Liuqi pouted his chin and said a little depressed.

Wu Liuqi has also struggled with his own business going bad.

For example, playing with scissors in a fancy way, cutting offal in a fancy way or something.

But business still hasn't improved.

Ji Dabao didn't speak when he heard the words, but took a puff on his cigar.

Suddenly, he thought of an idea.

Ji Dabao turned his head and looked at Wu Liuqi seriously: "Ah Qi, what do you think would happen if you were an assassin with strong martial arts?"

A martial arts assassin?

Wu Liuqi was taken aback when he heard this.

Then he murmured to himself: "If I were an assassin with strong martial arts..."

As they talked, one person and one chicken fell into a magnificent dream scene.

In a sinful city, an assassin wearing a white hooded sweater glanced at the photo in his hand and tore it up.

Then he jumped down from the cliff, and his figure broke into the building where the target person was like a falcon, and began to kill.

With flashes of swords and swords and blood splattering everywhere, the assassin in the sweater simply and neatly killed his target and completed the mission.

When he came in front of the employer, the employer nodded in satisfaction and threw out a box full of money.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the number one assassin. You have completed the mission so quickly. Here is [-] million! Take it!"

However, the assassin in the white sweater looks simple and honest, but he is actually an assassin with no emotions.

Swish!

The light of the knife in his hand disappeared in a flash, cutting the cash box and the employer in front of him with a single knife.

"Sorry, someone offered me a higher price to kill you."

The assassin in the white sweater withdrew the knife indifferently, and said coldly.

He turned and left without hesitation.

On the way to leave, the white sweater assassin couldn't help laughing out loud...

"Hey hey hey...then it's developed!"

One person and one chicken were intoxicated in the wonderful fantasy, and said in unison.

However, a kid with a watermelon head came over.

"Boss, here's a bowl of offal!"

This voice shattered Wu Liuqi's fantasy in an instant. After finally getting a business, can he let him go!

"Okay, come right away!"

With a flash of his figure, he appeared beside the cart in an instant.

"Do you want chili?"

"More beef lungs and less tripe!"

The boy with the watermelon head has obviously eaten beef offal many times.

Wu Liuqi's eyes were fixed, and he let out a low drink, holding the spoon in one hand and using the scissors with the other.

After a few swipes, the silver-white knife light flashed, and the offal was cut into small pieces one after another in an instant, and fell into the bowl.

Putting coriander on it, the corners of Wu Liuqi's mouth curved slightly, and he controlled the rotating scissors in his own hands.

If you haven't seen this juggling, you may be very interested.

But the kid with the watermelon head has obviously seen it more than once.

He curled his lips: "Cut, so many fancy things, it's not just an ordinary bowl of offal..."

When Wu Liuqi heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't maintain his mastery demeanor immediately.

At this time, Ji Dabao next to him used the long-lost rocket hammer on the watermelon-headed kid.

bang——

"oops!"

The little boy let out a cry of pain, lost his ability to fight, and the effect of the rocket head hammer was outstanding.

"Go home and eat oxtail!"