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Chapter 75 You have the nerve to live in this world?

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A question mark slowly appeared above Zhou Wenyu's head. Even though he was still being beaten, he was completely baffled by these words.

The person at the door was Xu Yuan.

He had spent a long time battling wits with that chicken leg on the first floor before finally remembering that he had a few masks in his pocket. So he put them all on at once and forced himself to walk in despite the smell.

He carried far more than just these items with him. In addition to multiple masks, he also had a pair of sunglasses, and even the clothes he wore were specially chosen to be reversible.

What?

If you ask him why he carries these things with him, it's obviously to protect himself from his mentally challenged left hand.

In case it suddenly goes crazy one day and gets into some serious trouble, it will also make it easier for no one to recognize it when it commits its crime.

Just before going upstairs, Xu Yuan felt a sudden tightness in his chest. He had a premonition that Zuo Shou was going to play him again, so he put his coat inside out, put on a mask and sunglasses, and covered himself up completely, making thorough preparations to become invisible.

Seeing Zhou Wenyu still being mercilessly beaten by the monster, how could the inherently righteous Xu Yuan stand idly by? He immediately stood at the door, exhaled, and shouted sternly, "Stop! Don't hit my colleague anymore!"

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Zhou Wenyu was almost annoyed by the interruption, looking completely bewildered: "Dude, at least move a little, why are you just standing there shouting?"

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Upon hearing the word "colleague," Li Chuan felt a glimmer of hope: "Colleague? You're also from the Sickness Management Bureau?"

"The Sickness Control Bureau?" Xu Yuan was slightly taken aback.

But he never liked to lie, and after a slight pause, he nodded solemnly: "That's right!"

He wasn't from the Sickness Management Bureau, of course, but he figured it was best to at least acknowledge their identities first. Once they were on good terms, getting him a job as a school security guard would be a piece of cake, right?

"Great!" Li Chuan's spirits lifted, but he quickly reminded him, "Be careful, this monster can make your fears come true!"

"Fears come true?" Xu Yuan was stunned.

"That's right, be extremely careful!"

"That's amazing?" Xu Yuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked expectant. "Then I'm afraid I'll find two million."

After a few seconds, nothing changed.

"That's too much, isn't it? How about 200,000?" Xu Yuan said sheepishly as he lowered the price.

"Twenty thousand, twenty thousand is alright, right? No less than that—"

"Two thousand? Two hundred? Still not enough? How about eighteen yuan and fifty cents?"

Li Chuan was stunned by this move. Zhou Wenyu, who was being beaten so badly he could barely take it anymore, said speechlessly, "Bro, stop exploiting the bug and come help me out!"

Xu Yuan's expression immediately darkened, and he looked at the monster with displeasure: "You can't even make 18.5 yuan, what use are you?"

Two million is out of the question. Xu Yuan has always believed in the principle of "you reap what you sow" and has never been the kind of person who wants something for nothing.

But after talking so much, he couldn't even conjure up enough money for a taxi fare home, which made Xu Yuan a little unhappy.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He swayed and strode forward, grabbing the monster's wrist with a swift movement.

The giant fist that had overwhelmed Zhou Wenyu so completely was easily and steadily blocked by him.

"You can't even afford eighteen yuan and fifty cents, and you still have the nerve to hit people here?" Xu Yuan looked at the monster with a face full of disappointment and anger. "Can you even afford the medical expenses? Huh?!"

"A great opportunity!"

A glint flashed in Zhou Wenyu's eyes. He seized the opportunity to break free and fell to the ground in a sorry state. He scrambled to Li Chuan's side and finally breathed a sigh of relief, still shaken.

"Brother Li," he glanced at Xu Yuan and said hesitantly, "I feel like this guy is a little off."

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Li Chuan was also wondering to himself, but he said seriously, "That's our colleague, don't talk nonsense."

On the other side, the monster that Xu Yuan had stopped lowered its head slightly and looked down at him quietly.

Xu Yuan stood there, unsure of what to say. He couldn't very well say, "Because you can't afford eighteen yuan and fifty cents, I'm going to hit you," could he? What kind of person would that make him?

After a moment's hesitation, he immediately uttered that classic line, attempting to seize the moral high ground: "What are you looking at?"

The monster did not move.

"Not going to talk?" Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "What, you're not convinced?"

Seeing that this person's strength seemed far beyond his expectations, Zhou Wenyu relaxed a bit and couldn't help but interject, "Is it possible that it doesn't have eyes and can't even see you?"

"Oh, I see." Xu Yuan also noticed the problem and humbly accepted it. After thinking for a moment, he added, "You don't even look at me properly, do you look down on me?"

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Looking at the monster's expressionless face, Zhou Wenyu felt a little sorry for it.

After a long silence, the monster finally uttered a dry, hoarse voice: "You—"

Before the words had even finished, Xu Yuan suddenly tightened his grip on its wrist, and an overwhelming force lashed out back at it.

"boom"

The monster's massive body crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"roar!"

It roared angrily and was about to get up when Xu Yuan slapped it back to the ground.

"With such an awful voice, you still have the nerve to yell?" Xu Yuanyi said sternly, slapping it across the face with both hands. "I'll teach you to not even afford eighteen yuan and fifty cents! I'll teach you to not even afford eighteen yuan and fifty cents—"

The monster was hit several times and then listened to the other party's incomprehensible nonsense. It was completely dumbfounded. After a while, it came to its senses, its flesh and blood swelled up, and it suddenly exerted its strength to break free from its restraints.

It rolled back a few times to stand on the desk near the door, staring warily at Xu Yuan. Then it turned its head, its large ears trembling slightly, and spoke in a dry voice: "I heard you—"

He stopped mid-sentence.

From its "perspective," the classroom was filled with varying shades of blood-orange light.

The most intense halos were on the ordinary people, the faintest were on the woman who could set fires, and the dimmest were on the two people who had just fought with her.

Despite their differences, they all harbored fears of varying degrees.

But the person in front of it was different. It couldn't hear anything from him, there was no fear, only deathly silence and nothingness.

"Still dare to run?"

While the monster was momentarily stunned, Xu Yuan did not hesitate at all. He leaped onto the table next to the monster and launched a sneak attack without any regard for martial ethics.

"What did you hear? Huh?" Xu Yuan reached out and continued to slap it hard. "Why aren't you saying anything more, huh?"

Are you deaf?

The monster was forced to retreat repeatedly, finally realizing the situation was dire. It stopped fighting Xu Yuan, turned around, and fled through the door, scrambling downstairs in a sorry state.

"Trying to run away?" Xu Yuan chased after him without a second thought. "You can't even afford eighteen yuan and fifty cents? You think you can afford a taxi and you're trying to run away?"

The figures of the man and the monster disappeared into the fourth-floor corridor.

"This guy is amazing—" Zhou Wenyu stared in shock at the stairwell entrance, then hesitated before looking at Li Chuan. "But Brother Li, I feel like this guy is abnormal, more than just a little bit. I'm a little scared—"

"Xiao Zhou, don't talk badly about people behind their backs," Li Chuan said sternly. "Besides, they're our colleagues, what are you afraid of?"

"Ah, sorry, Brother Li, I was just a little nervous, it was just a casual remark, nothing more—"

Zhou Wenyu instinctively tried to explain, but then saw Li Chuan rummaging in his pocket, seemingly looking for something. He asked in confusion, "Brother Li, what are you doing?"

"Wait a minute, don't speak yet."

A moment later, Li Chuan paused in his groping, pulled a crumpled object from his pocket, held it up to the light to confirm its authenticity, and then let out a long sigh of relief, a smile of relief spreading across his face.

Zhou Wenyu leaned closer to take a look, then hesitated and asked, "This is... twenty yuan? What are you going to do with this?"

"That guy couldn't come up with eighteen yuan and fifty cents, so he was whipped into a spinning top." Li Chuan carefully smoothed out the money, his tone exceptionally sincere. "I was afraid that on a whim, he'd whip me too."

Zhou Wenyu was taken aback: "Didn't you just tell me not to be afraid?"

"Don't you understand? Money gives men courage," Li Chuan said earnestly. "Now that I have money, my courage has grown, so of course I'm not afraid anymore."

"Is that what you mean?" Zhou Wenyu was bewildered. "It can't be that bad, we're colleagues, how could they beat us up over such a small amount of money?"

Li Chuan shook his head: "You don't understand. Who knows if this is a complication of his condition?"

"How could such a complication occur? Brother Li, you're too timid." Zhou Wenyu glanced at Pei Yan, who was silent to the side, and couldn't help but say, "Look at Pei Yan, how calm and composed she is, that's what you call composure."

Pei Yan was a little embarrassed and was about to speak when the entire building suddenly began to shake violently. A loud, angry shout came from downstairs, clearly audible even through the floorboards: "Can't even pay eighteen yuan and fifty cents? How can a piece of trash like you possibly change, huh?!"

"What? You don't have any change on you? Hahaha, you can even come up with such an excuse? Do you have any self-respect? You have the nerve to live in this world?!"

"Die, you bastard!"

"Gulp—" Zhou Wenyu swallowed hard, slowly turning to Li Chuan, his voice trembling slightly, "Brother Li—do you have any extra money on you?"

"It's gone." Li Chuan looked at him with pity.

"Haha, if that's the case, tearing the twenty yuan in half and giving me one half won't work either, right?"

Zhou Wenyu chuckled twice, forcing himself to remain calm: "It's alright, Pei Yan is here with me, we'll get through this together—"

"Brother Zhou, you've misunderstood." Pei Yan lowered her head shyly, silently took out two ten-yuan bills from her pocket, neatly stacked them together, and said softly, "Um—I actually have some change too."

Zhou Wenyu: 6

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At that moment, he felt as if the whole world had betrayed him.