Chapter 253: All of Leon's patients are talented
Chapter 253: All of Leon's patients are talented
Return to "The Dead".
Familiar building, familiar night, Tan Wenjie appeared under the street light carrying a suitcase.
"Hey, I've already paid you, don't run away!"
The security guard chased the woman like a hungry tiger.
When he rushed to the front of the building, a TV fell from the sky and knocked Tiedan down.
"hiss."
Tan Wenjie subconsciously looked up.
He was confident that his strength had improved sufficiently, but when he saw Tiedan standing up unscathed, Tan Wenjie still had a feeling that "I am still fragile".
Without using hard qigong to become invulnerable to swords and guns, Tan Wenjie would not have the confidence to be shot in the head by objects thrown from high altitude without getting hurt.
He walked up to Tiedan and kicked him in the butt.
Tiedan, who was lying on the ground with his head pressed under the TV, raised his hand and waved: "Stop it~!"
Kicked again.
"Hate it, can't you see that others are sleeping? Hey, don't take off my pants."
Tiedan finally got up, and his hair was not messy at all.
Can a funny character be arrogant?
"Mr. Tan?" Tiedan looked at the familiar face, his expression changed, and he crossed his hands in front of his chest, "I sell my art, not my body."
Tan Wenjie, whom I hadn't seen for a while, appeared in front of me half-naked.
Tan Wenjie rolled his eyes.
I sell my art and my body, but I have certain requirements for the clients’ appearance and figure.
Tan Wenjie said: "Help me find some clothes. I was robbed just now. They not only robbed my clothes, but also found a dragon and tiger skirt to wrap me up."
"They are really thoughtful." Tiedan nodded.
You believe such an outrageous excuse, no wonder your vagina is so swollen.
Tiedan was thoughtful enough to prepare a set of clothes for Tan Wenjie.
"By the way, Mr. Tan, Mrs. Li said that if you come back, she will jump off the building in front of you wearing a red dress."
"why?"
He was very generous and promised the house to Mrs. Li, although he accidentally forgot to give her various documents, including the room key.
But it’s not like he’s not paying, it’s just higher than the market price.
“Because I didn’t get anything.”
I was kicked out for several days and only received "meal allowance".
Tiedan was very envious. He spent money to find girls, but they would run away when they saw him.
"Oh no, the lady I just paid for ran away!" Tiedan turned around and rushed towards the building, leaving Tan Wenjie alone.
Tan Wenjie went upstairs and happened to meet two familiar people.
Thanks to him, no one died accidentally on the night of the Return of the Soul, and the talented members of the security team were able to save their lives.
As soon as he left the elevator, Tan Wenjie saw an acquaintance patrolling on his floor.
Ruhua and Tietui were floating on the water, still whispering to each other, but their conversation could be heard by the entire floor.
"We're going to rob a lingerie store later."
"Robbed the gold shop, idiot."
"There's a beautiful woman in the lingerie shop, this big, I want to rape her hehehe."
"What kind of woman can't you find after you rob a gold shop?"
"Then rob the gold shop and then go to the lingerie shop and rape her."
The two suddenly stopped.
"Mr. Tan, are you back?"
"Yes." Tan Wenjie nodded calmly.
“We just…”
"It's okay. I'll pretend I didn't hear it."
Based on his understanding of these two talents, the probability of success will definitely not exceed 0%. In this world, everyone firmly sticks to his own personality.
"Thank you, Mr. Tan."
"So let's go to the lingerie store first."
"Golden shop, idiot!"
The voice was left behind and Tan Wenjie returned to his residence.
Take a look at the calendar when you enter the door.
Not long passed.
Tan Wenjie can still stay in this world for 30 days. He can collect side quests or just treat it as a vacation.
I opened the window to get some cool breeze, but the door behind me creaked.
Mrs. Li, dressed in red, appeared like a ghost.
"You are finally willing to come back!"
"What are you talking about? I just have to go on a business trip."
"You promised to give me money and my house, and you took advantage of me and ran away!"
"You must have misunderstood."
Tan Wenjie felt in his pocket, took out a lucky gold coin and threw it over.
"Gold?" Mrs. Li grabbed the gold coin and her eyes lit up.
Mrs. Li, who had dull and pale skin, put on full makeup in an instant and even had her hair done.
Instantly glamorous.
"I'm talking about big projects and I'm not short of money."
Tan Wenjie walked over and hugged Mrs. Li.
"Hate."
After the fight, Tan Wenjie lit a cigarette.
It’s a pity that I forgot to bring Mr. Li this time, otherwise it would have added some interesting links.
Talking on the phone is so outdated, having your dead husband eavesdropping on you makes it more fun.
"I want to go back. Xiaorong will be scared at home alone."
"Are you not afraid that I will run away now?"
Mrs. Li lowered her head and rubbed his face: "I believe you!"
"I will help you get rich." said Tan Wenjie.
There are many talented people in Chongguang Psychiatric Hospital. You should be able to make a lot of money by just asking a few of them for advice.
"I already said I believe you."
Mrs. Li left with her round hips twisted. When she reached the bedroom door, she stopped and leaned against the door frame, blinking: "I'll leave those things to accompany you tonight."
There was the sound of a door closing outside.
The lucky gold coin was spinning on Tan Wenjie's finger. He didn't use any sweet words. He just made a promise accidentally and Mrs. Li returned the gold coin to him.
"I really have no money left."
He threw away the other person's underwear on the bed. He didn't have a fetish.
Suddenly, there was a sirens sound downstairs. Because Tan Wenjie and Mrs. Li had studied knowledge together on the balcony before, including the mutual force problem between chest fat and windows, the balcony window was open at this time, and with his powerful hearing, he could clearly hear the sound below.
And the screams of Ruhua and the other two.
"This is really our first time robbing a lingerie store, please let us go, sir!"
……
The next morning, Tan Wenjie called Lyon.
"What's up? Bang!" Leon's voice came from the phone.
Tan Wenjie asked, "Are you playing mahjong?"
"How is that possible? I'm catching ghosts. Playing mahjong is just a superficial act. You know I like to convince people with reason. These gamblers want to gamble with me." "What are we betting on?"
"Yang Shou."
"Is it such a big deal?"
Suddenly, a sad sound of a woman crying was heard from Lyon.
"You—deserve—to—die—"
Accustomed to hearing sad voices, it was the first time that Tan Wenjie heard a female ghost crying, and her sad cry was full of grievances.
"Just play mahjong, why are you sticking out your tongue? Even if your tongue can touch my belly button, don't expect me to let you win!" The voice on the phone suddenly became Leon, accompanied by the sound of a slap.
You can guess what the other side is doing without even looking.
Tan Wenjie asked: "Leon, if you play mahjong with a ghost and bet on your life span, what happens if the ghost loses?"
"Yes!" Leon suddenly realized, "Then I am at a disadvantage. Oh, I almost forgot. They can do other things to repay their debts. Ghosts also have a lifespan."
You know how to squeeze better than I do.
Leon invited warmly: “Ajie, do you want to play a few rounds?”
"No." Tan Wenjie declined.
He would only gamble when he absolutely had no chance of losing anything, and his life span was not an option.
No one can shorten his life unless he is truly immortal.
Tan Wenjie decided not to follow Leon's train of thought in the conversation. This person had a mental problem, and as a normal person, he must not fall into the trap of mental illness.
"When will you be back? I have something I want to discuss with you."
The skill modification instructor Leon has random enhancements and a high degree of uncertainty, but it leaves Tan Wenjie with no choice. He can't learn many spells anyway, so he might as well let Leon make some modifications.
This is also the main reason why he came back this time.
"It's still two days. I have a concert tomorrow."
"Concert? You're not an expert at hunting ghosts?"
"I'm a ghost catcher. I can catch ghosts by singing. Are you interested?"
"Not interested in."
He could imagine with his toes how "beautiful" Leon's singing must be. He must be singing "I like to eat grilled chicken wings", or "I live in the edge of Suzhou, I have a house and a field, and my life is full of joy", or singing with Tiedan "He has diamond legs, I have iron head skills."
Anyway, for the sake of my ears, forget it.
"By the way, are there any patients in your mental hospital who have real skills? I'd like to ask for your advice."
As long as the patient is recognized by Leon, it will become true regardless of whether the other party really has the ability.
"The people in there have some real skills, although they are far inferior to me."
"So arrogant?"
"Yeah, so arrogant, Hu! Give me money!" Leon continued, "There is a very eccentric inventor in there. Sometimes I work with him on ghost-catching props."
"real or fake?"
The things that Leon took out had nothing to do with the materials.
Development process? It would be strange if he could show it, especially since Leon was such a shameless guy who liked to add his own settings. He could even turn a bottle of water into holy water.
"what is his name?"
"Go to Chongguang Mental Hospital at 2pm with a martini in your right hand, and he will come to you."
"Why don't you just tell me your name? Why are you making it seem like we're just making a connection?"
After complaining, Tan Wenjie found that Leon on the other end of the phone started talking nonsense again, so he hung up the phone directly.
I always have to find a place to have fun before returning to Lyon.
What's more, if you contact the prop expert who is "recognized" by Leon, you may be able to win the lottery when you leave this [secret place].
……
Chongguang Mental Hospital.
Tan Wenjie walked in with a glass of martini.
Just then, a caregiver came out holding a rubber roller. His heart skipped a beat and he was about to hide when he found that the caregiver had stopped a man who looked very much like Huoyun Evil God.
The nurse stopped him and said, "Hey, who are you looking for? The visiting hours are over!"
"You can recognize me even after seeing this!" The man turned around and ran, but was kicked in the back by the nurse. He then flew out of the mental hospital in a straight line.
Tan Wenjie: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
The nurse straightened his clothes and came to Tan Wenjie.
Gulp, swallow your saliva.
Only in this world would Tan Wenjie's self-confidence not be so high. There were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Chongguang Mental Hospital. No wonder even Leon couldn't deal with him.
No, it should be that Lyon added a setting to the caregiver, which resulted in the caregiver always being stronger than Lyon.
Unexpectedly, the nurse just glanced at him calmly and turned away.
"Sure enough, the nurse in the mental hospital is not normal. I am so obviously handsome, and I look completely different from the mental patients here, but he didn't even drive me away."
Tan Wenjie was looking for a seat when he suddenly heard two people passing by chatting.
One of them said: "James Cameron called me last night and asked me how Terminator 3 was going to be shot."
Another person asked, "You promised?"
"of course not."
Tan Wenjie casually said, "Fortunately you didn't agree. The third episode will only be an imitation of the second episode, a pure rubbish. The fourth episode will be even worse, and each episode will be worse than the last."
"It's normal for a series of movies to be bad. There will be a maximum of three films in a series, and then they will definitely be bad films. I also know some friends in Hollywood, and almost all of them cannot escape this rule... I haven't asked what this patient's name is?" The other party suddenly asked Tan Wenjie very seriously.
"Patient? How do you know I'm mentally ill?"
"You stood on the side of the road with a martini in your hand and eavesdropped on our conversation. Aren't you mentally ill?"
"Is it okay if I like martinis?"
It was indeed a mental hospital. Tan Wenjie didn't want to get too entangled with the other party for fear of being affected.
What kind of look is that? You are so handsome yet you think you are mentally ill. Don’t see a doctor here, go to an ophthalmologist.
Ta-da! A figure in a white coat suddenly ran over.
"Martini?"
He has a tall and straight figure and a Mediterranean look. He wears a white coat, shorts and flip-flops.
Monk?
"Are you the friend Leon mentioned?"
"I am Da Vinci"
"Wen Yan?"
The name sounds like a niche hobby.
"Please call me Da Vinci..."
"From Beijing with Love".
How he remembered that Da Vinci's job in the mental hospital was not to study people, but to be studied by people.
"Someone is running away, catch him!" Suddenly a group of caregivers rushed over from a distance.
Da Vinci: "I'm leaving now. See you next time!"
The flip-flops did not slow down the other party's escape. In just a blink of an eye, Da Vinci rushed out of the Chongguang Mental Hospital, followed by a group of caregivers who were as aggressive as wolves charging at tigers and leopards.
I have seen caregivers, but I have never seen anyone who can do parkour or do a somersault over a speeding car.
"Amazing."
My hand suddenly felt light.
The martini was taken away by a man dressed like Einstein in a white coat.
"Are you Leon's friend?"
"you are?"
"Jiang Si, you can call me Doctor."
All of Lyon's patients are talented.
Ming, 1
(End of this chapter)