Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

It’s so horrible. It’s so horrible.

...

Suite 3602

Roddy opened the door and walked into the room.

Guan Gu Shenqi was still sitting upright on the sofa, and his eyes lit up when he saw Rody coming back.

"Brother Guan Gu, I'm back..."

"Luo Jun! How's the matter?"

The two said in unison.

"Eh..." Guan Gu was startled: "Luo Jun's name."

Rody finally realized that he had called Guan Gu correctly and coughed twice in embarrassment: "These are not important."

As he said this, he walked to the sofa next to Guan Gu, sat down, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Hu Yifei's speed and strength just now made him break into a cold sweat. As the saying goes, there are always people who are better than you.

Roddy reaffirmed his idea that he should stay in the apartment for a while longer and wait until his magical power is perfected before intervening in the plot of Under One Person.

I don't know if Zhang Chulan is in college yet..

Guan Gu also thought that Luo Di had come to his senses, so he didn't bother about the name. He moved closer and rubbed his hands awkwardly: "How is it? Luo Jun, my room... Is the communication done?"

Guan Gu pushed the banknotes in front of him and said, "If there are any difficulties, they can be solved."

"Cattle!"

Roddy gave a thumbs up and patted Guan Gu on the shoulder to comfort him.

"No need for money, I have already communicated everything. But Guan Gu-kun, you still have to go through an interview with the landlady before you can move in."

"Landlady...interview?" Guan Gu was a little confused: "Luo Jun, do you need an interview to rent a house here?"

"Of course. You don't know this, right? As the saying goes, people are shaped by the land they live in. When you rent a house in Neon, don't you have to pay a certain amount of money..."

"Is it a gift money?" Guan Gu suggested.

Roddy snapped his fingers.

"Yes, yes, that's right, gift money!"

"Guangu-kun, you have to pay condolence money to the landlord when you rent a house. You have to pay an extra month or even several months' rent to the landlord."

"That's true... But it depends on the specific location and area of ​​the rental..."

Before Guan Gu could finish, Rody interrupted him.

"Almost, almost. Our customs here are the same as yours."

"But it doesn't cost any money. The main thing is...well, I have to have a talk with the landlord, you know."

"If we negotiate it, and make you happy, maybe I can even give you a rent reduction."

As he spoke, Roddy chuckled with ill intent, like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken.

"Really? Mr. Luo, thank you so much." Although Guan Gu had a small sum of money on hand, he was not too wealthy, so it would be best if he could have less rent.

As he said this, he was about to stand up and bow.

"Hey, sit down, sit down. You guys are living a good life, but you have this problem. You always want to be polite. I've taken care of it, don't worry."

Guan Gu was still a little confused, and looked admiring, "Si Guoyi! Then I'll leave everything to Luo Jun!"

"Leave it to me." Rody looked at his watch and saw that the time was almost up: "Guangu-kun, let's go."

"Hi!"

Guan Gu looked like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, with little flames burning in his eyes.

...

As soon as the two of them walked into the door of 3602

Guan Gu, who was following behind Luo Di and looking around, sniffed and asked curiously, "Mr. Luo, what's that smell here?"

Roddy's eyelids twitched suddenly and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

He also smelled the strange smell mentioned.

If his guess was correct, it should be... the pungent smell of too much perfume!

"What the hell is Sister Yifei doing?" Rody frowned.

"What? Luo Jun, what did you say?" Guan Gu didn't hear clearly.

"No, nothing." Rody waved his hand, and quickly pushed open the balcony door. He smiled dryly and called Guan Gu in: "Maybe it's the smell of cooking."

"But... Chinese people would choose to combine rose essential oil with jasmine aromatherapy and olive oil... when cooking?"

Guan Gu, as expected, came from a family of chefs; he could immediately smell the combination of several perfumes in the air.

"So many perfumes combined?"

There were more black lines on Roddy's forehead.

"Well... the world is so big that there are all kinds of things. There are all kinds of things..."

"Souga...Chinese culture is profound and extensive, and I am ignorant." Guan Gu nodded seriously.

At this moment, a soothing Italian opera suddenly sounded, and Rody shuddered.

I thought it was haunted.

The sound of "dong dong dong" approaching could also be heard from Hu Yifei's room next door.

Guan Gu was no longer calm. He swallowed and hid behind Rody in panic.

"Luo...Luo Jun, is this house...a haunted house? That's why you need...need to discuss it with the owner?!"

The artist's imagination is indeed very special...

Roddy began to panic, and soon realized that the thudding sound was the sound of high heels walking.

It must be Hu Yifei who changed her clothes?

Before Roddy could turn around and explain to Guan Gu.

Guan Gu didn't know what he saw, his eyes widened and he pointed behind Rody in panic.

"Luo...Luo Jun! Ghost...Ghost! There is a female ghost in red...It's the senior in red."

Guan Gu didn't speak Mandarin fluently to begin with, and now he was stumbling. When Roddy heard this, he knew he was in trouble.

I saw Guan Gu had retreated to the balcony and cried, "Don't come over here, please, don't eat me."

"Odo-san, Oka-san, save me, ahhhhhh..."

An embarrassing scene occurred.

Guan Gu rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and fainted from fright.

"...Sekiya? Sekiya-kun?"

Seeing things get to this point, Rody couldn't help but hold his forehead in pain.

Look back.

It’s indeed Hu Yifei!

She was wearing bright lipstick and the crimson dress she wore at the wedding, and she was looking at Rody with an innocent face.

"What's going on with this guy?"

Roddy took a deep breath, walked over to Guan Gu and felt his breath.

Fortunately, I still have energy.

He simply carried Guan Gu upstairs... and threw him into the room that was supposed to be Lin Wanyu's room.

"boom--"

Close the door and clap your hands.

All in one go, he couldn't take it anymore.

Comedy movies are funny to watch, but living in a comedy is a fucked-up thing.

...

Rody walked downstairs expressionlessly and spread his hands at the confused Hu Yifei.

"Maybe he's tired from catching the plane for so long. Let him sleep here first."

Hu Yifei was not a fool. She understood that her dress might have been misunderstood, and she raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry.

But he noticed that Rody's tone was not right.

After thinking about it, she felt discouraged, took off her high heels, and walked to the sofa and sat down in a depressed mood.

"Do I look so scary?"

"Even if she's not a stunning beauty, she's still a stunning beauty, right?"

Roddy smiled bitterly.

Sister, whether you have a partner or not has nothing to do with how pretty you are.

With your violent temper, who else can stand it except Teacher Zeng who is soft and has no temper.

But you can't say it directly.

"Okay, Sister Yifei, there's nothing wrong with you, stop imagining things."

As he said that, Roddy walked to the kitchen, found a bar of chocolate from the refrigerator, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

He needs snacks to soothe himself.

"Gah... I think Mr. Zeng is actually pretty good... Gah... He has two master's degrees from Shanghai Jiaotong University, a stable job in a formal organization, and is a radio host. Although he's a midnight show host, he has a promising future."

At this moment, academic qualifications have not yet depreciated as much as they will in the next decade or so, and there are a lot of college students.

In addition, Mr. Zeng holds a dual master's degree and graduated from Shanghai Jiao Tong University, which proves that Mr. Zeng has surpassed 90% of his peers.