The collapse of the system in Super Theological Seminary

In one afternoon, everything was done.

All that's left is to decorate the facade. Before that, all Mei Yi has to do is recruit employees.

Zhang Yao was also preparing to go back to his previous rental house in the evening.

When leaving, Zhang Yao gave the electric soul to Mei Yi.

Mei Yi put away the electric soul, still had a paint bucket in her hand, and a few dots of paint on her face, but Mei Yi always had a faint smile on her face.

When he went back in the evening, Zhang Yao just went to see his sister. In his memory, this sister was a bit violent towards him. That was not the case when he was at school.

The security guard in the community is still the same as before, and everyone wants to charge a dollar for the door opening fee.

It’s just that people who come back at this time don’t have to pay the door opening fee.

Building 10, Zhang Yao looked at this building with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yao, who reached the fifth floor without breathing, quickly opened the door and walked in.

The girl in the room turned around and saw Zhang Yao.

Angrily, he picked up a doll and threw it away.

"Brother, you are going too far. You don't even wash your own clothes. You have to wait until I come back to wash them for you."

The girl has short shoulder-length hair, and her delicate appearance is very similar to Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao took it with one hand, and the doll was firmly in Zhang Yao's hand, "That's not it! Did you think you would come back?" Zhang Yao said with a smile.

This is how the two get along. Although they rarely meet, the relationship between the two is still very good.

"How about it being okay at school!! Xiao Ke."

Zhang Yao sat down on the three-hand rocking chair, which made a loud noise.

Zhang Yao's sister has a cute name, Zhang Xiaoke, but the name doesn't match his temper.

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Zhang Xiaoke jumped up high and sat down.

"Ouch!!!! Ah! Zhang Xiaoke, please stop this."

Zhang Yao was about to vomit out the food he had eaten in his stomach.

The girl who weighed more than 90 pounds sat on her belly. If it hadn't been for her strengthened body, Zhang Yao was not sure whether he would survive today.

Before Zhang Yao got up, he felt a small fist hit his face. Although the force was not heavy and it had no power, it was obvious that Zhang Xiaoke had withdrawn his strength.

"I told you not to go home every day, and asked you to let me wash your underwear every day."

One small punch after another hit Zhang Yao's handsome face.

"Kaz!! Boom!"

The three-hand rocking chair under Zhang Yao's butt finally couldn't bear the weight of the two of them and cracked, and it even fell apart.

"stop!!!"

Zhang Yao protected his face with one hand and stood up holding Zhang Xiaoke with the other hand.

Don't be surprised, Zhang Xiaoke is not even 1.6 meters tall. For Zhang Yao now, it is not easy to carry it.

It's just that Zhang Yao now has a strange idea. Is this called: "Portable cruel lolita?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaoke who was still arrogant.

Zhang Yao said helplessly: "I came back this time to tell you that we have changed places. I won't have to go back to school to live on Sundays. Now you are satisfied."

Zhang Xiaoke, who was arrogant one minute, was stunned the next minute and said: "Brother, have you won the lottery? You are willing to rent a bigger house."

No wonder Zhang Xiaoke spoke like this. In Zhang Xiaoke's memory, this brother was not an ordinary stingy person.

Eat instant noodles without leaving any soup, and eat ice cream by licking the lid first.

"Winning any prize? I have saved some money in the past few years. I started a small business and rented a store." Zhang Yao said easily.

Zhang Xiaoke's big, watery eyes widened, "My brother is now the boss, so am I a small boss? I can eat whatever I want."

Looking at Zhang Xiaoke who was almost drooling, Zhang Yao's mind went crazy, "What are you thinking about! Pack your things and live there next week. I'll send you the address."

"No! I'm going to take a look today." Zhang Xiaoke jumped up and hugged Zhang Yao's arm.

"No!" Zhang Yao refused.

"No! No!!! I'm going! I'm going!" Zhang Xiaoke pulled Zhang Yao's arm and shook it back and forth, with a cute smile on his face, and the strength in his hand continued to increase.

I feel that the strength in my arms is constantly increasing.

"Let's go!! Let's go now." Zhang Yao has always been unable to tolerate his sister, or his only relative, who has too much tolerance.

I started packing up the things in the small room overnight. In fact, there were not many things. It was enough to just bring some things for daily use.

The two people who were leaving their bags looked at each other and said, "Let's go! Let's go to our new home."

The two people walking out of the community looked at the more than 20 people in front of them, "This is what you caused." Zhang Yao said helplessly.

In fact, both of them were good at fighting. Without the help of outsiders, they were beaten and chased from the beginning, and then fought back. Every time, they were covered in injuries. At that time, the two had no choice but to lift their fists. Raise your fist.

"Boy, where's the money you promised!? When will you give it to me!?"

Zhang Yao rubbed his head out of habit and walked up with an honest look, "Brother Huang Mao, everything is easy to talk about. You see you are still hanging your arms."

Zhang Xiaoke hid behind Zhang Yao embarrassedly.

Only Zhang Yao knew that his sister was not embarrassed now, it was just to make things easy for her.

Zhang Yao squeezed it with one hand, "Brother Huang Mao, do you think your hand is healed now?"

"Ouch! Let go and let go, don't you know?" Huang Mao kicked him over.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoke kicked Zhang Yao out from behind, "I think your scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain. I have broken your foot. Let's see if you still dare to leave the house."

This foot is placed directly on Huang Mao's thigh. Don't ask why it is not above the waist. Do you know the height distance?

The power in Zhang Yao's hand was like a vise, firmly grasping Huang Mao's hand hanging around his neck.

"Ouch!!! You still can't get in." Huang Mao shouted.

The dozen or so people behind Huang Mao all had weapons, steel pipes, chains, and bricks in their hands.

"Do you really think that giving you money before was to give you face?" At this time, Zhang Yao changed from his usual honest and honest look, and his fierce eyes made Huang Mao break out in cold sweat.

"Don't worry about me, come on." Huang Mao turned to look at his brothers.

But no one dared to go up to him now. A kitchen knife was directly placed on Huang Mao's neck.

"I interrupted you because of your stupidity before. I gave you five hundred yuan to show you respect. Now it depends on whether my kitchen knife is faster or the steel pipe in your brother's hand." Zhang Xiaoke said viciously, as if the next moment It's like really taking action.

Huang Mao had never seen such a fighting method before, and his face turned white. "Auntie, you can do whatever you want. How about putting down the knife first."

At this time, a police car appeared in the distance, and two police officers got out of the car, a young female police officer and a middle-aged police officer. The female police officer saw this formation.

The standard gun holding posture appeared, with a black muzzle facing a group of gangsters, "No one is allowed to move, put down the weapon in your hand, hold your head and squat down."