Chapter 537 It’s easy to ask a god but hard to send him away (eighth update)

Suburbs.

In the dark night, a van was parked on the deserted roadside.

Four men were smoking outside the car, and a man in his thirties was sitting next to the car. His face was haggard and he had a cigarette in his mouth.

"Boss, I really don't have any money now. Besides, I have to pay a lot. Do I need to be so aggressive... When I have money, I will definitely pay it back..." The man suffered. He said hahaha.

"Brother, we are also acting under orders. We are not asking you for debt." A man said.

"Even so, I didn't beat you to death or touch you. I even gave you a cigarette... that's quite polite..." said another man.

"That's what you say, but what do you mean by asking me to wait here since the afternoon..." the man said with a grimace.

"We don't want to wait here either...Hey, it's coming, it's coming..."

While they were talking, a van drove over from a short distance away and soon stopped behind their car.

Then, several people got out of the van, and the ones walking in front were the female manager and the middle-aged man.

As soon as the haggard man saw the middle-aged man, he immediately shouted aggrievedly: "Brother Sang, what do you want to see me for? How long have I been waiting..."

The middle-aged man looked at the female manager, who smiled slightly and said, "I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting. Well, since you are also an old customer, the money you owe us will be written off in one go."

"Ah?" Hearing this, the man couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked excitedly: "Is it true or false?"

"That's what I said." The female manager smiled again.

"She is our manager. If she says she will forgive your debt, then she will forgive it." The middle-aged man said straightforwardly.

"Thank you, manager! Thank you, manager..." The man immediately became excited and said gratefully.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. The debt is forgiven, but it's not free. You have to do something for us, right?" the female manager said quietly.

"What to do?" The man became nervous.

He knew that these people couldn't be so kind.

The female manager took out a small bottle from her pocket. The bottle was very small and could hold only a few milliliters of water at most. She said leisurely: "If you drink this, we will write it off."

"What, what is this..." The man became even more nervous.

"Actually, drinking this is good for you. It can make you forget a lot of worries." The female manager said, passing the bottle to the middle-aged man next to her, and said calmly: "Feed him to drink."

After the middle-aged man took it, he nodded in agreement and walked towards the man. The man immediately became anxious, "Don't come over, don't come over..."

However, his words had no effect.

The four men next to him had already held him down. When the middle-aged man came to him, they could easily pour the liquid in the bottle into his mouth.

"Ah..." With a cry of pain, the man fainted.

The middle-aged man checked his breathing to make sure he was not dead, and then said: "Manager, he fainted, what should we do next?"

"Wait!" The female manager only said one word.

Time passed little by little.

As the sky gradually turned white, the man finally opened his eyes. His eyes were blank, looking at everything around him with a puzzled expression.

"Where is this...who are you..."

Seeing him say this, the middle-aged man was baffled as to why he suddenly didn't even recognize him. Even if he wanted to default on his debt, there was no need to do this.

The middle-aged man glanced at the female manager next to him, who said calmly: "Ask him his name, age, etc., and have a casual chat with him."

Although the middle-aged man didn't know what was going on, he still looked at the man obediently and said, "What's your name?"

"My, my name is Ma Mengqi..." the man said.

That's the guy's name. It's true. The middle-aged man asked again, "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-four...who are you guys..." Ma Mengqi said, getting up from the ground.

"You don't recognize me anymore?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Do I know you..." Ma Mengqi scratched his head and thought hard. Thinking back to this, I couldn't help but feel a headache, "Ah..."

The female manager looked at his current reaction and just waved her hand, "Let's go."

Everyone got in the car and drove away, leaving only the man shouting in confusion, "Who are you and what is this place?"

At 10:30 in the morning, the sunshine on the coastline is already hot. The temperature in 807's bedroom was also hot.

Fang Tong's thin body lay weakly on the bed.

Zhang Yu hugged her tightly, his eyes full of true love.

At this stall, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but frown, who could be so blind to ring the doorbell so early in the morning?

Fang Tong was even more nervous and whispered: "Who is it?"

"I'm going to ask." Zhang Yu jumped out of bed and said angrily, "Who is it?"

"Brother, why isn't your phone turned on?" Brother Biao's voice sounded outside.

"The phone was turned off yesterday because of something." Zhang Yu finally realized that when he was eavesdropping yesterday, he was worried about an accident and turned off the phone.

"I told my wife yesterday that I would go back in the morning. It's already morning, and my wife called me. What's the situation over there?" Brother Biao asked.

Zhang Yu didn't have any clothes on, so he couldn't open the door, so he could only say: "Then, let's go back later. Call us. I'll wash up first. You can also tidy up."

"Okay, okay, why don't you open the door? You haven't slept all night." Brother Biao said suddenly.

"Are you asleep?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Hahahaha." Brother Biao immediately laughed like a man, "Well, I won't disturb you anymore, let's call you."

Zhang Yu waited for him to leave and returned to the bedside. Fang Tong Chuchu on the bed looked at him pitifully and whispered: "We are leaving now."

From her tone, it seemed like she didn't want to leave.

"Today is Sunday, and tomorrow Monday we have to inspect the property," Zhang Yu said softly.

"Didn't he say there is no problem? Now come here and say it." Fang Tong flattened his mouth, feeling ashamed and pitiful.

Zhang Yu first took out the phone in his pocket and turned it on, then went to bed and lay down. He hugged the little girl and whispered: "Tongtong, what's wrong?"

"I'm afraid I can't walk. It hurts." Fang Tong said in a lower voice.