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"stop!"

"Don't open the window!"

In addition to the roar of men, there was also the sound of things turning over in the room.

After a brief moment of confusion, silence returned.

The good thing is, there is no sound of flapping wings.

"Are you okay?" I patted the door again.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and the man revealed his gloomy eyes covered with red bloodshot eyes.

"We're fine. What happened in the building? Those red clothes appeared?"

"That's right, the administrator fainted. Red clothes are killing people everywhere. You'd better stay with us." I glanced through the crack in the door.

Under the dim light, tables, chairs and benches fell to the floor.

The most eye-catching thing is a half-broken cello.

The thin white woman is half lying on the sofa, her face is covered by messy black hair, and she has a bow in her hand.

Jie Baofang glanced at me in surprise.

Just now, I had to ask for conditions to save people, but now, I take the initiative to invite others.

"No, we haven't done anything." The man thought for a moment, but still refused and was about to close the door.

"I want to go out--"

The thin white woman suddenly shouted.

"Wait a minute." I stuck my hand into the crack of the door and pulled it out. "Your girlfriend said she wants to come out. Don't you listen to her opinion?"

"If I say no, then no!" The man suddenly turned cold and pulled the door back hard.

But I am wearing human leather gloves, so ordinary strongmen may not be my opponent.

The door to the room was opened by me just like that.

"You" the man frowned deeply and clenched his fists.

"I want to go out." The thin white woman raised her head weakly, her eyes filled with tears under her black hair, "I want to go out."

Her slender hands struggled to support the sofa, and her legs hung weakly on the edge of the sofa.

"Qingqing, you can't go out." The man's expression became gentler and he walked towards the woman.

The woman suddenly grabbed the bow at hand, and placed the sharp bowstring on her thin neck.

"do not come!"

"If you come here, I'll die!"

Tears rolled down her face, and the woman's eyes were extremely firm.

"Qingqing." The man was helpless.

"Jia Ming, I don't want to stay here, not at all." The woman named Qingqing shook her head in tears, looking very pitiful.

"It's not safe outside now. There are things like that here. Don't believe them." The man named Jiaming went over and carefully coaxed his girlfriend.

While the other party was not paying attention, he grabbed the bow.

"Let's stay here honestly. When we save enough money, I will buy this small house and we will have our own home."

"Buy? Is the house here still worth buying?" I couldn't help laughing.

"What do you mean?" The man's face immediately turned cold.

"You don't know about the lucky customer? As long as you meet the conditions, you can get a house in Wuyou City for free."

"Really?" Jiaming was shocked.

"If you don't believe me, ask him. He turns out to be the salesman of the apartment." I pointed to Jie Baofang.

Jie Baofang didn't know what I was doing, but nodded anyway.

"How can I become a lucky customer?" Jiaming asked immediately.

"Even if I tell you, I'm afraid you can't do it." I glanced outside the door. The air became cold and there was movement in the corridor.

There was a faint scream from upstairs.

The sound was very close, as if it was on the stairs leading to the 10th floor.

Have the residents not been able to go up yet?

"Is the red dress here?" Jia Ming was very keen. He stood up and looked out of the corridor.

There is a cold smell of blood wafting over.

Bang.

I closed the door.

"Ma'am, please be considerate. It's not convenient to go out now. We'll also rent your house for a while."

Qingqing's eyes were full of helpless pain, her head fell softly on the sofa, and tears fell silently.

Jiaming glared at me and lovingly wiped the tears from his girlfriend's face.

"Are you still willing to live in a house in a place like this?" I was very polite and pulled a chair over to sit on, and motioned for Jie Baofang to sit down.

Jie Baofang put Uncle Yuan, who was full of odor, on a chair to support him, and stood aside.

"At least, it's clean here." Jia Ming frowned again.

"You call this purity?" I laughed.

The screams outside almost echoed through the entire building.

"It's different. There are many dead people here, but few living people. The relationship between neighbors is indifferent, and no one disturbs our lives." Jia Ming sat on the sofa, picked up a cigarette, put it to the tip of his nose, smelled it, and put it away.

"Things that ordinary people avoid have become an advantage for you, which is interesting. I'm curious whether you would think so after knowing the conditions for becoming a lucky customer."

"You speak first."

"Brother Bao, come and introduce me." I gestured to Jie Baofang.

Jie Baofang sighed.

"Wanting to become a lucky customer is easy or difficult. The key lies in what kind of person you are."

"What do you mean?" Jiaming asked tightly.

"You need to tell us about your past. You must be someone who has done bad things to have a chance to get this spot."

"Are you kidding? You're just kidding us!" Jiaming was really angry.

"I'm not kidding, this is what it takes to be a lucky customer. You have lived here for a while, so you can probably tell that they are not kind people."

Jia Ming thought for a while and was dubious: "Why set such weird conditions?"

"You have to ask our boss." Jie Baofang shook his head, "But don't you think it matches this building well? Weird people, weird things, weird rules."

Jiaming was silent for a while, listening to the intermittent screams outside.

"Qingqing, are you willing to say it?" After hesitating for a while, he chose to ask his girlfriend for her opinion.

"Don't say it, I don't want to say it, I don't want others to know." Qingqing objected strongly.

"But if you say it, we will have a family!"

"No"

Regardless of his girlfriend's objections, Jiaming picked her up and put her on the bed, as if he had restrained his hands and blocked her mouth.

"Qingqing, everything I do is for your own good." He whispered in his girlfriend's ear and resolutely turned around and returned to the living room.

"I can tell you about our past. If there is no free house, I will never let you go!"

Look at me to solve the problem.

"It depends on whether you meet the requirements." I was very calm.

Jiaming sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs.

"Qingqing is a rich girl, and her past is very simple."

"She only did one wrong thing, and that was meeting me."

"I have never studied well since I was a child. I am a little gangster who spends his days in a muddle."

"We met by chance."

Jiaming buried his face in the smoke, as if it would make him feel better.

"At that time, I really had no money, so I worked as a delivery boy. Qingqing's music school happened to be in the area where I delivered food."

"She often orders takeout, and I deliver it seven or eight times out of ten. Over time, we got to know each other."

"She is good-looking. I noticed her when she first delivered food. I found that she was lonely and sad. She always ate outside alone after taking food."

"Then I struck up a conversation with her."

"She is very simple and careless, so I quickly figured out the reason for her worry."