“The little boy slapping people’s heads on the ceiling?”

Lin Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he finally knew what he had missed.

That is, the footsteps and various sounds he heard may not come from the flat floor, but... from the ceiling.

When he entered the seventeenth floor, there was actually something watching him on the ceiling.

Thinking of this, even the calm Lin Zifeng couldn't help but feel a little numb. .??.

"But, if there are really unclean things there, why is there no evil spirit?" Lin Zifeng suddenly became confused again.

Generally speaking, if there are unclean things, there will be evil spirits.

Just when Lin Zifeng felt that he had captured something important, the sudden voice of the security guard outside interrupted his thoughts.

"Hey, brat, did you hear what we said? Give us 10,000 yuan right now. Otherwise, you can stay in there with this lunatic."

Lin Zifeng's expression changed and he glared at the two security guards outside the door.

He was just about to think of the key thing, but was interrupted by these two idiot security guards.

"You want money, right? Let me see if you want money or your life!"

Lin Zifeng scolded lightly, took two steps forward, and kicked the iron door.

The iron door was kicked out by Lin Zifeng and hit the two security guards outside the door, making the two security guards howl in pain.

Lin Zifeng moved, came to the two security guards, and stepped on the chest of one security guard, "You two, do you want money or your life?!"

The two security guards felt their heads were buzzing at this time, and they had not even reacted to the shock of Lin Zifeng kicking the iron door flying.

"This...is this Superman!?"

A security guard reacted tremblingly, thinking of the question Lin Zifeng asked, and said quickly:

"Brother, please spare your life, big brother, please spare your life, of course we need our lives."

Lin Zifeng snorted coldly

, “I thought you really wanted money over your life!!”

After saying this, Lin Zifeng turned and left, leaving the two people behind in shock.

After Lin Zifeng left, he was still thinking about what the problem was.

When Lin Zifeng came to see He Yulin this time, he got two very important pieces of information.

The first piece of information is that He Yulin has a tattoo of "Open Eyes Guan Gong" on his body, and the second piece of information is that the problem may be in the ceiling.

Lin Zifeng never discovered the problem because Lin Zifeng never deliberately observed the ceiling.

Lin Zifeng drove out and returned to Qiu Ming Building.

But just as he reached the sixteenth floor, Lin Zifeng saw a few gangsters in clothes and dyed yellow hair guarding the stairs to the seventeenth floor.

Lin Zifeng took two steps forward. These gangsters immediately pointed at Lin Zifeng with steel pipes and shouted:

"You brat, what are you doing? Get out of here!"

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly, "I should have asked you, what are you doing?!"

"Humph, we are not doing anything but staying here. No matter who comes today, they are not allowed to go upstairs." The leader, Xiao Huangmao, hummed softly.

"What if you have to go up?" Lin Zifeng said solemnly.

He was also curious as to why these gangsters were staying here.

Judging from their attire, we can tell that these are obviously not the security guards of the Tyumen Building, but external forces.

"You have to go up, that's because you have a hard time with my brothers' steel pipes." Xiao Huangmao waved the steel pipe in his hand, as if he was about to take action at any time.

Lin Zifeng was unmoved when he saw this, and said calmly: "Who allowed you to come here to guard?"

"I asked you, why are you talking so much? Get out of here right now, otherwise don't blame me for hurting you." Xiao Huangmao shouted.

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said: "You are the only one who has not weakened my strength yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zifeng took action instantly and kicked the little yellow hair out and hit the wall. "The little boy on the ceiling slapping people's heads?"

Lin Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he finally knew what he had missed.

That is, the footsteps and various sounds he heard may not come from the flat floor, but... from the ceiling.

When he entered the seventeenth floor, there was actually something watching him on the ceiling.

Thinking of this, even the calm Lin Zifeng couldn't help but feel a little numb.

"But, if there are really unclean things there, why is there no evil spirit?" Lin Zifeng suddenly became confused again.

Generally speaking, if there are unclean things, there will be evil spirits.

Just when Lin Zifeng felt that he had captured something important, the sudden voice of the security guard outside interrupted his thoughts.

"Hey, brat, did you hear what we said? Give us 10,000 yuan right now. Otherwise, you can stay in there with this lunatic."

Lin Zifeng's expression changed and he glared at the two security guards outside the door.

He was just about to think of the key thing, but was interrupted by these two idiot security guards.

"You want money, right? Let me see if you want money or your life!"

Lin Zifeng scolded lightly, took two steps forward, and kicked the iron door.

The iron door was kicked out by Lin Zifeng and hit the two security guards outside the door, making the two security guards howl in pain.

Lin Zifeng moved, came to the two security guards, and stepped on the chest of one security guard, "You two, do you want money or your life?!"

The two security guards felt their heads were buzzing at this time, and they had not even reacted to the shock of Lin Zifeng kicking the iron door flying.

"This...is this Superman!?"

A security guard reacted tremblingly, thinking of the question Lin Zifeng asked, and said quickly:

"Brother, please spare your life, big brother, please spare your life, of course we need our lives."

Lin Zifeng snorted coldly

, “I thought you really wanted money over your life!!”

After saying this, Lin Zifeng turned and left, leaving the two people behind in shock.

After Lin Zifeng left, he was still thinking about what the problem was.

When Lin Zifeng came to see He Yulin this time, he got two very important pieces of information.

The first piece of information is that He Yulin has a tattoo of "Open Eyes Guan Gong" on his body, and the second piece of information is that the problem may be in the ceiling.

Lin Zifeng never discovered the problem because Lin Zifeng never deliberately observed the ceiling.

Lin Zifeng drove out and returned to Qiu Ming Building.

But just as he reached the sixteenth floor, Lin Zifeng saw a few gangsters in clothes and dyed yellow hair guarding the stairs to the seventeenth floor.

Lin Zifeng took two steps forward. These gangsters immediately pointed at Lin Zifeng with steel pipes and shouted:

"You brat, what are you doing? Get out of here!"

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly, "I should have asked you, what are you doing?!"

"Humph, we are not doing anything but staying here. No matter who comes today, they are not allowed to go upstairs." The leader, Xiao Huangmao, hummed softly.

"What if you have to go up?" Lin Zifeng said solemnly.

He was also curious as to why these gangsters were staying here.

Judging from their attire, we can tell that these are obviously not the security guards of the Tyumen Building, but external forces.

"You have to go up, that's because you have a hard time with my brothers' steel pipes." Xiao Huangmao waved the steel pipe in his hand, as if he was about to take action at any time.

Lin Zifeng was unmoved when he saw this, and said calmly: "Who allowed you to come here to guard?"

"I asked you, why are you talking so much? Get out of here right now, otherwise don't blame me for hurting you." Xiao Huangmao shouted.

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said: "You are the only one who has not weakened my strength yet!"
Chapter completed!