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"Hey, is there anyone?" Yan Chong asked bravely.

After all, it's not dark yet, so even if it's evil spirits, they shouldn't come out at this time.

No one answered.

Yan Chong shouted several more times, but there was no reply.

Yan rushed towards that place and walked around, but found no one.

"I scared myself." Yan Chong comforted himself.

But he was very worried that someone was watching him secretly.

If he didn't wipe it at all, he would not be able to complete the task by then, so Yoneda would have a reason to reject him.

Yan Chong could only wash the rag again and continue wiping.

It's just one room, one room after another. The inside of the room is okay, but the corridor is very long.

So it took Yan Chong more than ten minutes to finish the second layer.

My waist is almost broken with fatigue.

His speed will only get slower and slower in the future. If all eight layers are wiped, the estimated time will be between one and a half to two hours.

So even if the mission failed?

Yan Chong was a little angry, and he crushed the rag in his hand into a ball.

Although the rag is large when unfolded, it is not actually thick. After being kneaded into a ball, it is only the size of a fist.

After Yan Chong discovered this, his brain twitched and he actually activated the devouring effect on the rag.

Ever since he discovered that Bradley's camera can provide special effects while performing magic tricks on the streets, Yan Chong now always likes to try out new things whenever possible.

Although most things cannot provide new effects now.

But this time, the rag worked.

Yan Chong found that although his body had not become as soft as a rag, it was full of absorbency.

He put his arm into the bucket and immediately sucked in half the bucket of water.

Then Yan Chong wiped the floor with his hands, and the dust was immediately absorbed by him. There was not even a trace of water stains on the wiped area.

It seems that his arms are much more useful than rags!

What kind of rag do you use?

Yan Chong tried to spit out the rag, but what came out was a rag with one hand and a puddle of dirty water with the other hand.

This effect is so fun!

Yan Chong took off all his clothes, pants, and cloak and put them aside, and then he turned into a big rag.

He went under the tap, drank enough water for himself, then lay down on the ground, stretching out his hands to cover the entire aisle.

Next, he pedaled forward quickly, from one end to the other, and in less than a minute, he wiped the entire aisle clean.

Then Yan Chong stood up and started cleaning every room.

Although these rooms have not been entered for a long time and are very rustic, they are of a regular square structure and do not have much furniture.

Yan Chong lay down in the middle of the room, stretched out his arms, rolled on the spot, and wiped the whole room clean.

In this way, it only took him five minutes to clean this layer, including the time to change the water.

Yan Chong got more energy and wiped it on layer by layer. When the ninth layer was finished, he still had plenty of time.

Yan Chong quickly ran downstairs to report to the old lady.

When he went down to the second floor to put on his clothes, he heard the creaking sound again.

He has now cleaned every room from the second to ninth floors, but he has not seen anyone there.

Now that he is making noise again, is he really a ghost?

"Who is it? Come out quickly!" Yan Chong yelled, "or I'll be rude to you!"

"Is he the new kid from the Dojima group?" Someone finally spoke over there.

Although he speaks in a very rude manner and seems to be unfriendly to the Dojima group, he is still a human being.

As long as they are human beings, Yan Chong is not afraid.

"Yes." Yan Chong could only admit, "I'm here to collect protection money."

"Should we charge a protection fee or be obliged to mop the floor?" the man laughed.

Yan Chong felt insulted and replied loudly: "We collect protection fees and also wipe the floor! I've wiped every layer, and now it's time to ask for the protection fees!"

"Hey, is there really someone who can clean this place?" the person said.

Then I heard the sound of clogs stepping on the wooden floor, and the man finally walked over.

He was a tall man with a bald head, big eyes, and a wide chin, as if he was about to eat someone with his mouth.

"There are not many people as pragmatic as you nowadays." The man said, took out a business card and handed it to Yan Chong, "If the Dojima group doesn't want you, you can come here to find me."

After saying that, he left.

Yan Chong looked at the business card and was stunned for a moment.

"Shimano Tai, the person in charge of Shimano Office?" Yan Chong looked at the business card and muttered it softly.

He was not familiar with the name Shimano Tai, but the sense of oppression that man gave him was stronger than the Yakuza members he had seen before.

Yan Chong suspected that if Shimano Tai went to the previous pachinko shop to collect protection money, he would definitely kill all the security guards from the front on his own!

Yan Chong quickly shook his head. Now is not the time to think wildly. The old lady still remembers the time.

Yan Chong put on his clothes and ran down quickly.

"What's wrong, young man, have you given up?" The old lady still had a smile on her face.

"No, I've finished wiping." Yan Chong wiped the sweat from his head, showing a very tired look.

After listening to this, the old lady seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

She first looked at the watch next to her, then looked at Yan Chong, and said, "Lying is not a compulsory course for the Yakuza."

"You can come up and have a look." Yan Chong said, "If any room is unclean, count me as a failure."

"Okay." The old lady stood up and walked up with Yan Chong tremblingly.

The floor was polished, and the door of every room that was polished was open, so you could see clearly.

The old lady put on a white glove and ran to the floor of each room and touched it.

"Impossible...impossible..." she murmured, "could the legend be true?"

Yan Chong didn't know what the legend was, he just wanted to collect the protection fee and go back to deliver the work.

He never wanted to do this kind of housekeeping service again.

The old lady was also a serious person, and she actually touched every room on the floor.

But what is very amazing is that after touching more than a hundred rooms, her white gloves were still as good as new, with no dust at all.

"How did you do it?" the old lady said in disbelief.

"Before I joined the Jida, I was a magician." Yan Chong said with a smile, "This is just a small skill."

"Okay, okay, okay..." The bones in the old lady's body seemed to have been drained. "According to the previous agreement, this building is yours."

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Aren't you talking about protection fees?

Why was the building even given to me?