Chapter 180 The Desire Merchant
ps: Don’t worry, it’s my own method.
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Li Yang looked at the black dog and asked:
"Have you seen its future? What is it??"
Ringing the bell pondered for a moment:
"There are many things in it. Iron chains, imprisoned."
Li Yang was slightly surprised.
Is there really any change in the future?
Rattle continued:
"Li Yang, the man who dealt with you is very strong.
I can't see who will win or lose in your fight with him."
Railing looked at Li Yang nervously:
"I have a hunch that big things will happen in the future. You have to prepare early!"
Li Yang said lightly "Oh" and walked upstairs.
Seeing that Li Yang was so unremarkable, Rattle shouted behind Li Yang:
"Li Yang! Do you not believe in my divination!
It takes a lot of energy, no I’m joking with you!”
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Upstairs, bedroom.
Li Yang was lying on the bed with a cigarette in his mouth, his mind spinning.
It's not that he doesn't believe in the divination of ringing bells. He, the king of hell, doesn't understand the methods of the black witch, but this is what she is good at.
What kind of person can fight with himself without deciding the outcome?
There was no worry in Li Yang's eyes, let alone nervousness. On the contrary, there was a trace of emotion in his cold eyes. . . . . . excited!
“Interesting.”
Li Yang stood up and put out his cigarette, walked to the table, and took out a notebook that he had not used for a long time.
The words written above are messy and messy.
That’s the composition of Devil’s Club.
The giant thing scrawled on this calculation paper is taking shape in the real world.
If there are any difficulties in the future, worry and tension are the most useless emotions, and growth is the only way to break the situation.
He liked Marx's words very much.
The important thing is not to understand the world, but to change the world.
In this world, it would be too boring if there were no opponents.
Li Yang held a cigarette between his fingers and wrote a few words on the paper.
[Desire Merchant]
Desire Merchant is Li Yang’s long-standing idea, used to create desire and purchase desire in [Desire Exchange].
Currently, the only desire merchant is himself.
He has been experimenting with the Desire Trading Bar, and now it seems that the experimental results are very good.
It has successfully cultivated the desire aura of several people into the power of desire that can be used to create desire potions.
The next step is to recover the desire according to the agreement in the contract.
The experimental results are good, proving the feasibility of the Desire Exchange. The next step is to recruit desire merchants for the Desire Exchange.
He has taken a fancy to a person who may be the first desire merchant.
Li Yang wrote a person’s name next to the Desire Merchant—Qian Lele.
This girl has several interesting characteristics.
The first characteristic is that she has desires, but she can control her desires.
In the Desire Trading Bar, a place filled with the glory and ugliness of human nature, the wantonness and reserve of desire, it is important to control desire.
The second characteristic is that Qian Lele actually has the legendary yin and yang eyes.
Although, Qian Lele can only see ghosts with sanity.
Li Yang didn't know if his ability belonged to the magical structure of a creature or not. . . . . . Extraordinary power.
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The next day, Nanhai, West District, a certain community.
Qian Lele sat in a daze beside the flower bed in the community.
The phone rang, Qian Lele took it out, and it was Ye Fan’s message.
The two of them had added each other on WeChat before.
Ye Fan:
"Have you made it to the South China Sea safely? I wanted to send you a message last night, but I was afraid you would fall asleep."
Qian Lele showed a bitter smile :
“Meet the red dress.”
News from Ye Fan followed closely:
"Are you okay?"
With just a few words, you can feel Ye Fan's concern.
Qian Lele replied:
"Someone helped me get rid of the red skirt. The red skirt will not cause trouble for me in the future."
After a while, Ye Fan sent a message:
"Who is it? A cultivator from the South China Sea?"
Qian Lele sighed:
"Keep it secret, just like I keep Changbai Mountain secret "
The screen of the phone went black. Qian Lele pressed it twice. It was because the battery was out of power.
Qian Lele put the phone back in his pocket and stared blankly at the sprouting willow tree in front of him.
After a long time, Qian Lele stood up and cheered himself up: "I am a reporter myself. If I can record the weird stories in this city, I will take off!< br>
In the daytime, I am a little reporter in the public eye, and at night, I am a mysterious urban weirdo!
This is obviously very cool! What's wrong with that?
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It’s a blessing, not a curse, it’s a curse that cannot be avoided! ”
Qian Lele turned around and went back upstairs.
She wanted to sleep.
I promised the boss that I would work at night.
At night, Qian Lele Lesleep woke up.
This is the good thing about this child. No matter how big things happen, even if the sky falls, she can still eat and sleep.
She washed up, went to the closet to find a leather jacket and put it on, already imagining the mysterious image of herself working in the Desire Bar in the future.
"Come on Qian Lele!" Qian Lele looked in the mirror and cheered up, then went out and drove his car to the Desire Trading Bar.
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The mysterious boss is still wearing a black suit and a white smiling face mask, sitting at the bar reading a book.
He doesn't care at all whether the business is good or bad.
Qian Lele thought it was reasonable.
Such a strong man with mysterious power should not be interested in mundane possessions.
Qian Lele suddenly yearned for the extraordinary world life in the future.
She walked to the bar excitedly and wanted to ask about today's work tasks.
Qian Lele demonized this bar.
Li Yang knew Qian Lele was coming, so he didn't raise his eyes, opened a page of the book and said:
"Clean the bar."
Qian Lele was stunned for a moment. .
Have you agreed to be an urban legend at night?
Why is it just cleaning?
"Oh. Okay."
Qian Lele did not dare to hesitate, picked up the broom and started cleaning near the bar.
Time passed little by little until midnight.
Qian Lele has cleaned the bar several times, served drinks to some customers, and wandered around the bar with a broom.
Li Yang raised his head, looked at the door, and murmured:
"There may not be many guests tonight."
Qian Lele blinked and looked at the guests on the dance floor and sofa.
Aren’t there a lot of people here?
Why do you say there are no guests?
Is this the kind of ‘special’ guest you mentioned?
Like a red dress?
Li Yang closed the book, stood up and said:
"Let's go, come with me to collect the bill tonight."
Qian Lele was stunned for a moment.
Collection?
How dare anyone owe money to this bar?
Are you living impatiently?
Also, do you, a mysterious and powerful person like you, actually want to imitate the underground workers and collect the accounts personally?
Qian Lele said in his heart:
"It seems that people in the extraordinary world are inevitably vulgar!"
While she was thinking, Li Yang had already put on his windbreaker and walked to the door.
In the empty bar, there is a book and a white smiling face mask on the table.
Qian Lele quickly trotted to follow.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Li Yang secretly.
Qian Lele was slightly shocked.
Is this what Li Yang looks like under the mask?
The hair is trimmed very elegantly, and the short hair does not cover the eyebrows at all.
The skin is white and the bones are beautiful.
It was the eyes that were shrouded in mist and smoky that were very light, a bit casual and casual, with an indescribable wildness.
To describe it with the reporter's pen and ink:
I don't want to eat the fireworks of the world, but I am still in the world of mortals.
Not an expert in the free market, but an alien playing tricks on the world.
Li Yang raised his legs and walked towards a classic Sylphy parked at the door.
This kind of car is usually used on Didi, and it saves fuel.
Qian Lele couldn't believe that Li Yang could drive such an ordinary car.
This car does not belong to Li Yang, but to Zhu Dajun Company.
Zhu Dajun’s people will hang around nearby to avoid anyone disturbing the business of the Desire Trading Bar.
“Get in the car.”
Li Yang in the driver’s seat said calmly.
"Oh, oh."
Qian Lele responded quickly, got in the car, and looked back at the Desire Trading Bar.
A new bartender sat at the bar, taking Li Yang's place.
(End of this chapter)