Chapter 282 Let’s just take a gamble
"Go on."
Xia Yan crossed his arms and watched coldly.
If he didn't give a reason that could convince her, she wouldn't mind sending him to hell.
500,000 points is nothing.
"Oh." Jing Yimai took out a wet wipe and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I have to start from the beginning. Wait a moment. Uncle Liu, let me out."
“…Eh.”
Two different voices came out of his throat, one was his own, and the other was the old voice that Xia Yan had heard before.
Xia Yan took a step back.
I saw the body in front of me slowly begin to swell, and the originally loose skin became filled out and became dark and fat.
The hood fell off, and every hair stood up like steel needles.
After a few seconds, the body gradually bulged outward, and a thin figure began to become clear, gradually approaching the surface.
"puff--"
A whole person was vomited out.
Jing Yimai bent his knees slightly to relieve the force, then stood up straight and looked at her with bright eyes.
"Long time no see, Boss Xia."
In the afterglow of the setting sun, his skin appeared a sickly pale color, the kind that comes from prolonged lack of sunlight.
Xia Yan hummed and glanced at another person.
After spitting him out, the bloated body began to shrink inward until it restored its original appearance.
He's just an old man with a tan.
"Boss Xia Xia."
Perhaps because she was so ferocious and ruthless in killing people, the old man's voice trembled.
He was half hidden behind Jing Yimai, not even as tall as the latter's shoulders.
"Tsk tsk, what a miracle!"
Xia Yan reached out and took out a cup of 'Beat the Scumbag Cuckold' tea, half leaned against the wall, and looked at the two of them without blinking.
A performance of Infernal Affairs?
But what does it have to do with her.
Jing Yimai coughed lightly and continued, "This is Uncle Chen's ability to devour. It's all thanks to him that I was able to sneak in."
He pulled the old man to sit down on the spot, stroked his chest and frowned slightly. His lips were pale and his jawline was clear and sharp.
"When I left the hotel, I had planned to wander around the next city, but my luck was so bad. Coupled with the cold weather, the zombies migrated south, forcing me to follow them. I passed through countless bases and encountered many people with special abilities..."
Having said this, he glanced at Xia Yan and said carefully:
"They're both very strong and have quite a few crystal cores. I recommend they get a points card. As for the rest... since I rarely stay in one place for very long, I'm not too sure."
Xia Yan stopped drinking tea.
There was a period of time when there was a huge surge in applications for points cards.
It was impossible for her to look through each recommender one by one. Basically, the system screened them twice, and she just checked them with one click, agreeing to all of them.
So...
Jing Yimai also brought her a lot of new customers?
Created a lot of revenue?
Made outstanding contributions to her great hotel career?
Thinking of this, Xia Yan's expression softened, he smiled slightly, and exuded kindness.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Jing Yimai raised his eyes with a depressed expression that said 'I knew it'.
The sky gradually darkened, and the evening breeze caressed him. His collar had lost its elasticity and was disheveled, revealing a small section of his overly white collarbone. He looked up slightly, and the bulge in the snow-whiteness remained motionless.
Xia Yan felt a pang in his heart when he saw this.
MD.
How did he become a gigolo?
"It's just a piece of cake." He casually stroked his hair, and his long legs in camouflage pants flexed and stretched.
Xia Yan: "The persuasion level is 20%. Please continue."
Jing Yimai was stunned. "I've recommended at least 500 customers, if not 300. How come it's only 20%?"
Are there so many?
Then increase it a little more.
"Forty percent."
Jing Yimai: "Okay. Let me continue. After arriving in the south, the population of each base is several times larger. Correspondingly, the various forces are more complex than in the north, and basically each has its own way of maintaining the operation of the base.
I could only do the promotion of the points card in secret, but unfortunately, I was reported and slipped away before those leaders invited me for tea.
At this time, the old man's stomach started to growl. Jing Yimai paused and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get something to eat."
After saying that, he disappeared from the spot, leaving the old man and her looking at each other in bewilderment.
Xia Yan drank a sip of fruit tea and asked silently, "Would you like to say something?"
The old man said: "I, I didn't run around. He was the first one to run into our village. He was covered in knife wounds. The deepest wounds were so deep that you could see the bones. He almost died."
"Someone is chasing him?" Xia Yan became interested. Could it be that Xiao Jing, with that pretty face, hooked up with the woman of some big boss?
Old man: "Yes! The day after he arrived, a group of people in black clothes also came to the village and asked us if we had seen him."
"What did you say?"
The old man suddenly said awkwardly, "What else can I say? I didn't see it."
Xia Yan's nose for gossip immediately sensed something was wrong, "You're hiding something! Tell the truth!"
"...Actually, alas, the girl is too old to be kept. She fell in love with this boy and threw a tantrum. What else can I say? I can only go along with it."
The old man sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper, filled with complex emotions of regret, worry, and anger.
"Something's wrong?"
"Of course he did. Why did he just happen to collapse in my yard? Why did I just let my daughter clean up the fishing nets that day? It was God's will, a disaster!"
The old man pounded his legs hard, his face twisted like a dehydrated orange.
At this time, Jing Yimai came back with a bowl of instant noodles, and the aroma of hot tomato and egg noodles wafted out.
Seeing the old man's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Boss Xia who was looking at him with a teasing look, and also sighed.
"Uncle Liu, let's eat first. I promised you that I would find Xiao Dingxiang."
The old man wiped his eyes and reached out to take it. "Child, uncle doesn't blame you. It's all because of my poor daughter's ignorance. She was too naive under my protection. It's the end of the world, but she still thinks it's an era of rule of law and dares to argue and fight... Alas, everything is fate."
Jing Yimai lowered his eyes. "It's not entirely her fault. That group of people had a clear target. Not only your daughter, but almost all the young people in the village were snatched away."
The two looked at each other, with hatred surging in their eyes.
Xia Yan raised his hand to interrupt, "Wait, please explain in detail."
It was originally a love story, but how did it suddenly become a dark force?
She could no longer suppress her curiosity.
The old man held up the noodles and said, "You can talk. I'll eat first. I'm starving."
Jing Yimai pondered and looked very hesitant.
Xia Yan would not give him a chance to hesitate, and waved, "Let's go, let's talk in the car."
The two of them sat in the driver's and front passenger's seats one after the other and slammed the car door shut.
The old man stopped panting and looked at the scattered body parts in front of him, feeling a slight chill on his back.
Inside the car.
Jing Yimai is indeed conflicted, but his own abilities are limited, and Boss Xia may not lend a hand...
Just take a gamble!
He turned to look at her and spoke explosively, "Actually, I still have so-called relatives alive. They've been collaborating with a top-tier laboratory. Before I left, their ultimate goal was the evolution of the human race and the achievement of immortality."
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