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Violence?
I'm not as abnormal as Jiang Shen.
What else besides violence?
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Previously, Nako watched Jiang Xiao's entire performance in "Where Did Dad Die?".
It could even be described as frame-by-frame analysis.
What else besides violence?
How will Jiang Shen maximize his advantages?
With this in mind, Naoko made a decision.
That's all we can do now.
There's an old saying in China: "If you don't succeed, you die trying!"
"That's right! It's all or nothing! No success, come die!"
Ward yelled and then gulped down most of a bottle of whiskey!
When he returned after delivering the food, he also took two bottles of wine back to his room.
There is no time.
If a decision isn't made quickly...
Either die, or your bottom lane inhibitor will definitely be destroyed by that guy with the gold-rimmed glasses tonight!
Fighting in a direct team battle is definitely not an option now.
The only option is to go out and "hold the line" to create an opportunity!
So?
Who can give me a way to restrain that pervert, A-Zhi?
The three lunatics upstairs are definitely out of the question.
He Menghan, who looks rather fierce downstairs, and Aunt Xiu and her daughter, who seem very strange, can also be ruled out.
Only Lao Mu and A Qing are left.
Aqing also ruled out the possibility; a child, though strange, certainly couldn't offer any help.
Is it just old wood?
This uncle seems to have no major health problems.
Of course, Ward also knew that there couldn't be any good people living in this villa.
However, given his current strength, it seems that he can only talk to this old man.
"Heavy crab treat, bottoms up!"
As the saying goes, alcohol emboldens even the most timid!
Moreover, Ward was already quite bold to begin with.
‘Crunch~’
Open the door.
Ward peeked his head out furtively.
good!
Great, there seems to be no one outside.
It didn't attract the attention of that perverted bespectacled man across the hall.
As for which room Lao Mu was in, he had memorized it last night.
It's the second room on the first floor.
‘Dong dong~’
Ward knocked very softly, afraid of attracting attention.
‘Dong dong~’
Who is it?
"Oh, it's me, Ward, the new administrator."
The room fell silent, just as Ward thought the other person wasn't going to open the door.
Old Mu opened the door.
"What are you doing, you silly kid, staring at me like that?"
Old Wood's door was slightly ajar, as if he didn't want Ward to come in.
"Uncle, I need your help. Can we go inside and talk?"
Old Mu shook his head, intending to close the door directly.
His way of refusing only made Ward feel that this older man was someone he could rely on.
Ah this
Old Mu's expression showed a hint of struggle.
Ah Zhi, that beast, truly deserves to die.
He had come to find me before. Oh well, was I drunk that day? I could barely bear the humiliation.
but!
Last night, that bastard Ah Zhi actually claimed to have discovered my secret?!
That alone was enough to make Lao Mu's dislike for A-Zhi reach its maximum.
Old Mu peeked out and, after confirming that no one was outside, let Ward in.
Ward, who had just entered, breathed a sigh of relief and continued.
"Old Mu, I can tell you also dislike that hypocrite Azhi, right?"
"Let's not talk about breaking the pigeons; the real danger is what's happening now!"
Old Mu, unhurried, even made himself a cup of tea.
"I refuse to believe that the bespectacled man didn't harass you. Helping me is helping yourself!"
"Don't rush, let the goose have a sip of tea first."
"No, I'm in a real hurry."
"I told you not to rush, let me have some tea first!"
My mother!
It's urgent, can you please hurry up?
Old Mu was actually thinking while he drank.
Ward was sweating profusely and paced back and forth in the room.
Finally, Lao Mu slowly sipped the tea.
"Alright, now tell me about your plan?"
By North!
I've been waiting for ages, wondering what ruthless tricks you have up your sleeve.
And then you turn around and ask me what my plans are?!
"Oh, my uncle! If I were to turn into anything, why would I need you?!"
Look at that blond, blue-eyed burly man, he's been forced to even speak with an accent!
Old Mu didn't say anything, but turned on the radio and then lay down in the chair like an old man.
Just when Ward's period was about to become irregular.
Old Mu finally spoke.
"This Ah Zhi is very popular; he can get along well with everyone, both upstairs and downstairs. You're asking me for help? I can't help you with that either."
"So, I have no choice but to sell my ass?"
The veins on Lao Mu's forehead throbbed, but he didn't refute them.
"That's right, this might be your only chance to survive."
"I didn't have a chance to kill him?"
"Yes, but you'll have to find their weaknesses yourself. There's no conflict of interest between us. As long as you don't mess with this old man, I generally won't do anything to you."
Under normal circumstances?
Ward had a pretty good idea of what was going on, but he still pressed on with his questions.