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"Hey, anyone?" Yan Chongxi asked courageously.

After all, the sky is not dark yet, even if it is a monster, it should not come out at this time.

No one answered.

Yan Chong yelled again, but there was no answer.

Yan Chong walked to the place and turned around, but found no one.

"I frightened myself." Yan Chong comforted himself.

But he was very worried that someone was observing him in secret.

If he doesn't wipe it at all, then the task will not be completed, and Yoneda has a reason to refuse him.

Yan Chong could only wash the rag again and continued to wipe it.

Just washing down one room and one room, the inside of the room is okay, but the aisle is very long.

So it took Yan Chong more than ten minutes to finish the second layer.

The waist is almost folded.

His next speed can only get slower and slower. If all eight layers are wiped out, the estimated time will be between one and a half hours to two hours.

So even if the mission fails?

Yan Chong was a little angry, and squeezed the rag in his hand into a ball.

Although the rag was big when it was unfolded, it was not thick, and it was only the size of a fist when it was kneaded into a ball.

After Yan Chong discovered this, his brain twitched, and he actually activated the swallowing effect on the rag.

Ever since he found out that Bradley's camera can provide special effects while doing magic on the street, Yan Chong now always likes to swallow some fresh things to try.

Although most things are now unable to provide new effects.

But this time, the rag actually worked.

Yan Chong found that although his body did not become as soft as a rag, it was full of water absorption.

He stretched his arm into the bucket, and immediately half of the bucket was sucked in by him.

Then Yan Chong wiped the floor with his hand, and the dust was immediately absorbed by him. There was no water stain in the wiped area.

In this way, his arms are much easier to use than rags!

What kind of rag was used then?

Yan Chong tried to spit out the rag, but one hand spit out the rag while the other hand spit out a puddle of dirty water.

This effect is fun!

Yan Chong took off his clothes, trousers, and cloak, and put them aside, and then he became a big rag.

He went under the tap, sucked himself up, and then lay on the ground with his hands stretched out to cover the entire aisle.

Next, he quickly moved forward with his feet, from one end to the other, and in less than a minute, he wiped the entire aisle clean.

Then Yan Chong stood up and began to clean every room.

Although these rooms have not been entered for a long time, they are rustic and heavy, but they have a fairly regular square structure without much furniture.

Yan Chong lay down in the middle of the room, stretched his arms up, and rolled on the spot, and the room was wiped clean.

In this way, he cleaned this layer, and it took only five minutes to change the water for himself.

Yan Chong got a lot of energy and wiped it layer by layer. When the ninth layer was wiped, time was still rich.

Yan Chong hurriedly ran downstairs to report to the old lady.

When he got down to the second floor and put on his clothes, he heard the creaking sound just now.

He has cleaned every room from the second floor to the ninth floor, but he has never seen anyone.

Is it really a ghost now?

"Who the hell is it? Come out!" Yan Chong shouted, "Otherwise I'm not polite to you!"

"Is this a new kid from the Dojima team?" Someone finally spoke over there.

Although his manner of speaking was very rude and he seemed unfriendly to the Dojima group, he was always a human being.

As long as it is human, Yan Chong is not afraid.

"Yes." Yan Chong could only admit, "I'm here to collect protection fees."

"Is it a protection fee or is it voluntary to wipe the floor?" The man smiled.

Feeling insulted, Yan Chong replied loudly: "We charge protection fees and wipe the floor! I have wiped out every layer, now it's time to ask for protection fees!"

"Oh, can someone really finish wiping this place?" said the human.

Then, only hearing the sound of "treading" clogs stepping on the wooden floor, the man finally came over.

It was a tall man with a bald head, big eyes and wide chin, as if he was about to eat people with one mouth.

"There are not many pragmatic people like you now." The man said, took out a business card and handed it to Yan Chong, "If the Dojima team doesn't want you, you can come here to find me."

After speaking, he left.

Yan Chong looked at the card and was taken aback.

"Tao Shimano, the person in charge of Shimano Office?" Yan Chong read the business card softly.

He is not familiar with the name Shimano Tai, but that person gives him a stronger sense of oppression than those Jidao members he has seen before.

Yan Chong suspected that if this pachinko shop before Shimano went to collect the protection fee, he would surely kill all those safety precautions on his own!

Yan Chong shook his head hurriedly. It's not the time to think about it, the old lady still remembers the time.

Yan Chong put on his clothes and ran off quickly.

"What's the matter, young man, gave up?" The old lady still didn't smile.

"No, I'm finished." Yan Chong wiped the sweat from his head, showing a very tired look.

After listening to the old lady, she seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

She first looked at the watch next to it, then at Yan Chong, and said, "Lying is not a compulsory course."

"You can come up and take a look." Yan Chong said, "If any room is not clean, even if I fail."

"Okay." The old lady stood up and followed Yan Chong tremblingly.

The floor was polished brightly, and the door of every room that was polished was open, and it was clear when I looked over.

The old lady took a white glove and ran to the floor of each room and touched it.

"Impossible...impossible..." she murmured, "is the legend true?"

Yan Chong didn't know any legends, he wanted to pay the protection fee and go back to make a business.

He never wanted to do this kind of housekeeping service again.

The old lady is also a real person, touching every room one by one.

But what is very amazing is that after a hundred rooms have been touched, her white gloves are still the same as new ones, there is no gray at all.

"How did you do it?" the old lady said in disbelief.

"Before I joined Ji Dao, I was a magician." Yan Chong smiled and said, "This is just a trick."

"Okay, okay, okay..." The old lady seemed to be emptied of her bones. "According to the previous agreement, this building is yours."

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Isn't it about protection fees?

Why did you even give me the building?