Chapter 4001 I Collect Rent in the Survival Game (48)

This house is incompatible with the decoration style of the entire apartment and has a very period feel.

The old furniture painted with red paint is mottled and messy with peeling paint, and the edges are worn out. Looking at it for a long time makes people feel inexplicably depressed.

"What did she tell you?"

"She said your granddaughter was killed by Zhao Sheng."

"She's lying!" The old man suddenly knocked on the ground hard, his voice trembling, "Don't believe her."

"What about you? How do I know if you are lying?" Ranbai raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

The old man was silent for a long time, then he took out the key and walked to the hut.

Ranbai watched helplessly as the old man came out again, holding a portrait in his thin hand.

Invite her to see the portrait together?

Not so good.

"Do you know who she is?" Grandpa lowered his head and looked gently at the black and white girl on the portrait.

"Zheng Qian?"

"She's my granddaughter."

"oh."

The old man let out a long sigh, "Xiao Qian is a very introverted girl. Her parents divorced when she was young, and she and her sister were separated. Later, her father had an accident, and Xiao Qian and I were left to depend on each other in Ping'an Apartment."

"That period was not hard. It would be good if it stayed like that."

Ranbai sat on the sofa and looked at the girl in the portrait.

The face looked a lot like hers.

"You think so, too. I was shocked when I saw you for the first time. I almost thought it was Xiao Qian who came back to look for me."

"Could it be that I am her sister?"

The old man turned his head, stared at Ranbai for a long time, and said solemnly: "You are not. I told you, stay away from these things, so that you can live longer."

"Do you think I can still leave now?" Ranbai smiled.

"Why did you come.

"His tone was cold.

Ranbai said about collecting rent, and his answer was quite nonchalant.

"You are all outsiders, and you have nothing to do with Ping An Apartment..." The old man stared at the girl on the portrait, "Xiao Qian's disappearance... I am very sad, Zhao Sheng is a very good child, he really cares about Xiao Qian Very good, Xu Nuan...that's all, don't believe what anyone says."

"What you see and hear here may not be true." The old man pointed at his head, "Don't be deceived."

Ranbai looked at the old man's movements, "...I have a brain, you don't have to worry."

"..."

It was obviously a very serious and depressing atmosphere, but Ran Bai ruined everything as soon as he opened his mouth. The old man was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

"However, Xu Nuan said that you are dead, is it true?" If you don't seek death, you won't die. Ran Bai repeatedly jumped on the edge of the apartment residents going berserk.

The old man froze for a long time, then slowly turned his head. The vicissitudes of his seventies were all turned into wrinkles on his face. He stared at Ranbai silently, with most of the whites in his eyes, vicissitudes of life and strangeness.

hoarse voice.

"What do you think?"

"I think..." Ranbai pondered for two seconds, then raised his lips playfully, "You are a good person."

Suddenly a good guy card came out of the blue, which confused the old man. His expression was particularly strange, and he finally urged Ranbai to leave.

"Wait until I bring you some fruit."

"Need not!"

Mo Lin: Have you received any messages from two strangers?

Mo Lin suddenly sent a message to Ranbai on his phone. Ranbai glanced at it and typed with one hand: Yes.

Mo Lin: How did you choose?

Ran Bai: I influenced them with love.

Gu Lanxi also sent a message to Ranbai at twelve o'clock last night.

Gu Lanxi: Little sister, little sister, how did you reply to those two people? Let me learn from it.

Ran Baihui: It's useless, you can't grasp the essence.

Ran Bai happened to be on the fourth floor and knocked on Mo Lin's door.

The door was opened, and a slender figure was leaning against the door, wearing white soft home clothes. He looked quite gentle and human-like, "Hey, you are a rare visitor."

"Has your account been hacked?" Ranbai didn't go in. He stood in front of the door and showed Mo Lin the chat history.

"It seems so." Mo Lin squinted his eyes and raised his thin lips: "I didn't expect that your love for me is so deep that you can tell whether it is me or not."

"This is not love, this is IQ." Ranbai tapped his forehead with his finger, "Obviously, you don't have it."

They had probably reached the point where they felt uncomfortable without arguing for a day. Mo Lin sighed quietly, "There were knocks on the door in the whole apartment last night. What did you do?"

"It's funny." Ranbai said casually.

Mo Lin thought about it slowly and calmly: "The purpose of 502 and 603 adding me is for my choice during the day, whether I should go out to look for stray cats at night. Either it is purely a personal choice, or it is unified, but I am more inclined. The first one, where is your stay?"

Ranbai raised his eyes and glanced at the roof, "You guessed it right."

"It seems to be a personal choice. How did you respond?"

Ranbai pondered for two seconds, "Relying on words?" Then asked, "You?"

"..."

I should have known she was unreliable.

"I joined both, replied some nonsense, and then went out for some excitement at night." Mo Lin smiled half-heartedly, "Obviously there is no right choice in this. Whether you believe in one or the other, you will encounter something... "

He said in Ranbai's words, "Little surprise."

Ranbai chuckled twice: "Well... I feel like you have learned a bit the essence."

"Can you come in?" Mo Lin turned sideways.

"No."

The refusal was straightforward.

"It's really disrespectful."

"You don't have much face to begin with, so relax."

Every tasker has received 502 and 603 messages, but the contents are different, but they all have a general direction.

Those are two very different choices.

Practicing the truth, the missionaries came to a conclusion through bloody lessons.

No matter what you choose, you will encounter danger. If you don't reply, you will keep thinking about the news and you will be punished in the end. If you only reply to one, you will offend the other one. If you want to try to do both, you will end up offending two more.

# Mentally exhausted

Ranbai thought for a moment, walked slowly to the fifth floor, and knocked on the door of 502.

There was no response for a long time, so she violently kicked the door open.

The room was empty, dusty, and empty of people.

Ranbai kicked open the bedroom door again.

A mobile phone was placed quietly on the bed and began to tremble slightly.

Ranbai's voice was gentle.

"Don't be afraid. It's not good to talk too much. I'm just giving you a small lesson."

five minutes later,

Ranbai came out of the room, collected a rent, and greeted the other tenants on the fifth floor. The tenants scolded 502 bloody, but this was none of Ranbai's business.

Carrying a large bunch of keys, she walked up to the sixth floor step by step with a cold clattering sound in the corridor.

The four tenants on the sixth floor were panicked.

"It's over!"

"She is coming!"

"She's here to collect rent!"

"help me!"

The mobile phone tenant of 603 stayed in the room and did not dare to come out. In the end, he was severely punished by Ranbai and cried so hard, "Didn't you say you believe me?!"

"Is there any necessary connection between trusting you and beating you?"