Adrien laughed: "You misunderstood! I mean, you can continue to live here! After all, I don't come here often, and I want you to help take care of the house.

Melina and Maggie both trust you very much. They wanted to say goodbye to you when they left, but you seemed to fall asleep when you got home and didn't wake up no matter how hard you knocked on the door!

Maggie asked me to say thank you on her behalf!”

Tai Shuhong understood. It seemed that the landlord and his wife and daughter also clearly realized that it was not safe to continue living here, so they moved out.

Moreover, they must know the ones they saved!

Moving is a very troublesome thing, so Tai Shuhong just hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay then!"

"Thank you very much, this is the key to the house below and the door. You can also choose to rent the house below as the cost of maintaining and cleaning the apartment!"

Adrien said with a smile.

No matter how you look at this virtue, it doesn’t seem like you are entrusting Tai Shuhong to help take care of the house, just like giving this apartment to Tai Shuhong.

Then Adrien bowed slightly to Tai Shuhong and turned around and left.

This apartment with three floors...or two floors with attic was left with only Tai Shuhong for a moment.

Tai Shuhong suddenly felt a little lonely.

Although in this apartment, he has always lived in the attic on the third floor, and on the second floor, the landlord and his wife live in it themselves.

After the original tenant on the first floor moved out, no new tenants arrived.

And the landlord’s wife and daughter cannot see anyone at all.

But now that we have completely moved away, Tai Shuhong suddenly felt that the whole house became deserted!

But soon Tai Shuhong laughed. For a practitioner, the most familiar thing should be the secluded and lonely thing?

A practitioner often goes into seclusion for several months or even years. If he can’t stand his temper, he will go crazy long ago!

"It just so happened that the landlord and his wife left and left the house to me to take care of. I just could set up an altar to completely solve the mirror ghost..."

He talked to himself.

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Bud walked into a very lively bar in the Gertan area with a blank expression.

The parking lot here is full of carriages and cars. Even when the lights are just on, it has attracted a lot of people.

Everyone knows that this Wild Wolf Bar may not be the most luxurious bar, but it must be the most fun bar. There are everything you expect here!

The Wild Wolf Gang brothers who were watching the venue outside bowed and saluted when they saw Bude: "Boss Bude!"

"Is Boss Bazel here?" Bud asked casually.

Bazer is the real boss and the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

These Wild Wolf Gang guys replied: "Bossel has arrived early!"

So Bud nodded and walked directly into the underground secret room through a small door in the storage room.

These ordinary Wild Wolf Gang brothers are just some minions. They can't get in touch with the real secrets of Wild Wolf Gang. Bude doesn't have much to tell them!

When Bud stepped into the secret room, he smelled a very subtle smell of blood. This smell made him feel energetic and made his saliva come out quickly.

There wasn't even a guardian, so I must have gone to share the blood and food. It was too unreasonable!

Thinking of this in his heart, he speeded up, suppressed his saliva, and walked into the "canteen" isolated from thick cement concrete, or the dining room.

Usually, these core members of the Wild Wolf Gang are here to kill some wanderers, foreign tourists, or seafarers.

This can bring them powerful power to these ogres!

Sure enough, when Bude walked into the cafeteria, seven or eight core members of the Wild Wolf Gang were there, and three new faces were added.

Bud knew that this was to make up for the vacancy after the last time Bain and the others died!

Boss Bazel looked up at Bud and asked vaguely: "How is the investigation?"

He said, "The saint of the dusk people has left, and now there is only one tenant in this apartment..."

Upon hearing this, Boss Bazel slowed down and asked, "Do you know where the saint of the evening went?"

Bud shook his head and said, "I don't know! But I think I should ask the tenant, maybe he knows something.

After all, the Holy Maiden left the apartment, but did not drive the tenant away!"

Bazel nodded when he heard this and agreed with Bud's statement: "Then arrest the tenant and question it!"

No one knew that it was Tai Shuhong who helped the landlord’s wife and daughter.

This is an era without cameras, and the apartment is quiet back streets nearby.

The most important thing is that the kidnappers at that time chose to start when there were fewer people.

Therefore, the Wild Wolf Gang had no idea about Tai Shuhong's saving people...

The Wild Wolf Gang is just a gang in the Getan area. They are not as good as investigating everything!

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"Is Mr. Smallitt here? Mr. Smallitt?"

Early in the morning, Tai Shuhong was woken up. He could even hear from some strange sounds of calling the door, which was the voice of Boss Flor.

That’s right, it was the owner of the candy house who commissioned Tai Shuhong to paint the promotional advertising painting.

Tai Shuhong's first thought was guilty... This is the first reaction of a person who is used to delaying manuscripts after facing urging manuscripts.

But soon Tai Shuhong became calm. His paintings were completed, so what was so guilty?

So Tai Shuhong walked over and opened the door. Sure enough, he saw the slightly fat face of Boss Flor, with a deep grudge of raising accounts: "Mr. Smollett, have you finished my painting?"

"Of course! I have finished drawing. I painted it overnight last night, which really made me exhausted. I just slept until now and I woke me up. Come in and see your paintings, right?" Tai Shuhong said lies.

Boss Flor was a little surprised. He thought Tai Shuhong was going to find an excuse to delay again...

Boss Flor is used to seeing these creatures who claim to be painters and artists. Each of these guys has serious procrastination, just like a donkey pulled from a mill. If you don’t kick it well, you won’t work hard for you!
Chapter completed!