"Come on, can't I come to see you if I don't have a son?" Jiang Chen jumped onto the antique wooden desk that looked very valuable. Uncle Wei's eyelids twitched violently.
"Old Wei, since I've taken your money, I have to make it a beautiful funeral. I'll have a couple of beautiful women dancing, and a big opera troupe perform at the village entrance for three days and three nights!"
"Oh, and there's also the lion dance. Do you like watching lions?"
"Just tell me the exact date. I just got a new outfit recently."
“Hehe~”
"I can't wait any longer!"
He grinned, his tone somewhat meaningful.
Uncle Wei glared and said, "Get lost! Can't you wait for my feast?"
Then his tone softened a few times, and he looked at Jiang Chen deeply: "You are a bit naughty, you have captured these crazy kids."
As soon as these words were spoken.
Several seriously ill patients who had originally looked relaxed suddenly froze in place.
They were wearing clothes stripped from the villagers, and looked alive no matter how you looked at them.
The Blood Robe-level disguise can be said to be flawless. Even if a ghost-controlling master of the middle level or below comes, it will be impossible to find any clues.
This old man with an ordinary aura said it all in one sentence.
"You are an extraordinary kid, but this muddy water is too muddy for you to wade into."
"This is a dead end. There's no need to add any more pieces. Have you ever played chess? The knight and the cannon are blocking the guard rook. It's time to give up!"
"If you are indecisive, you will definitely lose everything..."
Uncle Wei had lit up a Huangshan cigarette at some point, and as he puffed out smoke, his wrinkled face looked unusually profound.
"Old Wei, you like to show off even at your age. You may be old but your heart is young." Jiang Chen jumped off the table and patted his butt.
"It's almost time. I still have to go to work. Where's today's duty schedule?"
Hearing this, Uncle Wei's profound expression froze.
He knew that nothing good would happen if he opened the door. This kid was gifted in getting people angry. He could hit people right in the heart the moment he opened his mouth and say the words you least wanted to hear.
"Go away, we don't need you now. Those rascals have set their alarms and wake up on time every day!"
Uncle Wei threw a duty roster over and said unhappily, "By the time you get down, everyone else will have started washing up."
Jiang Chen took it and pondered for a moment: "Well, this is indeed not easy to deal with."
"Hey, 01, you guys go down early and quietly turn off everyone's alarm clocks. Then, use the method I taught you on the way to wake everyone up. Okay?"
"yes!"
"It's the dean..."
“…”
Uncle Wei standing by was shocked. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
Good boy!
I've lived to such an old age and have seen both good and bad people, but this is the first time I've seen a bastard like you!
"Old Wei, don't look at me like that. We in the security department should have the temper of the security department. It's our fault for getting up. How can we let the alarm clock take over?"
"Don't you see clearly in this era? If we don't work hard and fight for our own success, we will become the tears of the times!"
Jiang Chen looked serious as he brainwashed Uncle Wei.
If it were someone else, they would believe it too.
Uncle Wei was an old fox after all, and he spat, "Get lost!"
"You've become a piece of shit, a tear of the eye. I think you just want to make others cry!"
"Why don't you go see a doctor sometime? I've come here to tell you that you have some sort of illness."
"I've seen dozens of doctors, and they all said I was normal."
"Are those doctors still alive?"
"Eternal life."
“…”
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