This was a high-class residential area. You didn't need to enter the room. Just from the small security guards who were glaring at you, you could tell that they were extraordinary. Of course, the people who came in and out of the room were also very tasteful. There were fashionable women who dressed fashionably and handsome men who looked like dogs. You didn't know how much knowledge they had to show off. However, you couldn't deny that every resident here was rich. Only God knew how much money they had.
At this moment, Eighty was standing not far from the guard. She didn't know why, but she was afraid of entering such a luxurious neighborhood. However, he had to go in today because his cousin had asked him to come here to collect this month's living expenses. Without this money, he would not be able to survive.
The security guards at the gate were dressed neatly and looked more energetic and mighty than in the ordinary residential area. This was because their salary was much higher than in other residential areas. The rich area was the rich area, there was no reason to talk about it.
Little Eighth braced himself and barged in. He wanted to get away from the annoying security checks. As long as he could get in, he could leave with the money and never come to such a luxurious neighborhood again.
"Stop, what are you doing? Are you from this neighborhood?" The security guard didn't fall for Eighty's tricks. The moment he stepped through the door, he shouted and cut off Eighty's path.
No. 8 suddenly stopped and put on a fawning smile." I'm not from this neighborhood. I'm here to look for someone."”
Seeing No. 8's wretched appearance, the security guard changed his fawning attitude towards the apartment owner." If you're looking for someone, just say that you're looking for someone. Why didn't you ask before barging in? Do you think we security guards are useless?”He was domineering and insufferably arrogant.
" No, no." No. 8 quickly apologized." The one I'm looking for is not far ahead, Block A, Zone C, Room 301. If you don't believe me, you can ask."
The security guard was very vigilant. He asked this and that. He was just short of searching for guns and ammunition on Eighty's body. After a long interrogation, she was unwilling to let him go. But that's true. Look at No. 8's clothes. He doesn't look like the owner of this luxurious neighborhood. He was wearing a baggy old man's shirt that was neither white nor black, the kind that made people uncomfortable. He was wearing a pair of green striped black sports pants with loose corners, and a pair of light slippers. His messy hair was standing on top of his head. This appearance was as bad as it could be. It was not the security guard's fault for stopping him. This kind of image was okay to walk on the street, but it was too out of place to enter such a high-end luxury district.
The security guard was impatient, but No. 8 couldn't be like them. He had to come in today to get the money. Otherwise, he didn't know how to live today. No one could live without money in this world. After much persuasion, the security guard picked up the phone and looked at No. 8 while talking to the owner of Room 301.
The owner of Room 301 also told the security guard why No. 8 came in. The security guard was sure that No. 8 was not a fake bad guy. Although such a sloppy young man entering the community would affect his image, the security guard knew that the owner of Room 301 was a wealthy businessman. Who could afford to offend him? Did he want to continue working? He had no choice but to let Eighty in.
In the living room of the owner of Room 301, Hachi ate a big red Fuji apple. Of course, it was given to him by the owner. Master was very generous, but not towards No. 8. Only his cousin knew this best. No. 8 was too lazy to ask. He had food, drink, and money to spend on his cousin. What else could he say? He could enjoy every day he could. He felt that this way of living was not bad.
The owner of Room 301 asked his cousin about the recent situation before taking out some money from his pocket and giving it to No. 8. "You count."
No. 8 said," No, thank you.”When the owner of Room 301 counted the money, No. 8 watched him count it without blinking. Since he had already counted it, No. 8 did not want to embarrass himself in front of the owner. He took the money and put it in his pocket.
After thanking his master, No. 8 walked out. He didn't understand why his cousin asked him to come to this rich man's house to take money instead of taking it from her handbag. He remembered that his cousin had said that she wanted him to come to these rich people's houses to see how they lived. No. 8 didn't say that he thought that the life of a rich man's house had anything to do with him. He looked very disapproving. He knew that his cousin was doing this for his own good. She wanted him to stop living his life in such a muddleheaded and dispirited manner. Little Eighth did not care about these things. What was there to be afraid of with his cousin raising him? Moreover, his cousin had gone on a business trip and would only be back in about a month's time. This made No. 8 very happy.
With money in his pocket, No. 8 was full of confidence. He lifted his chest and the pair of light slippers on his feet made a " ka ka " sound on the clean and refreshing marble floor. He swung his two small hands and swayed in an exaggerated manner. He looked more like a landlord than the wealthy owners of this neighborhood.
This neighborhood was f * cking beautiful. Who could afford to live here? Look at the green grass on both sides of the road, the small tree beside the green grass, and the exquisite wooden houses behind the small tree. They were not called wooden houses, but villas. They were definitely not the matchbox-like tube-shaped buildings in the city. What words do you use to describe the tree-lined road and the flower pond? Quiet, relaxed, pleasant environment, fresh and refined, didn't these seem too powerless? There were all kinds of expensive sports cars parked on both sides of the tree-lined road. Even though Xiaoba was an outsider to cars and could not name them, based on these strange, shiny, streamlined, dynamic, and lovable looks, Xiaoba did not need to think to know that ordinary people were destined to be unable to achieve something in their lifetime.
Little Eighth's eyes seemed to be unable to see enough of the neighborhood. Everything was new and he had never seen it before. There were cameras in the middle of the green trees. You didn't have to worry about being robbed for no reason. In front of them was a tennis court, and to the right of the tennis court was a tennis court. Further ahead was a golf course. Further ahead, Eighty couldn't see it clearly. He only felt that it was a sea of blue. It must be a swimming pool. With such a large green space and such good facilities, can you do whatever you want?
Eighty retracted his gaze and began to pay attention to the few exotic villas in front of him. The two houses in front looked like 18th-century European village paintings. They were simple, elegant, and unique. The small villa on the left was different. It was like a Russian wooden house. The upturned eaves on the second floor were really beautiful. They curled up and bent down layer by layer. Just as Eighty was carefully studying its structure, he discovered something that didn't match it. At the corner of the balcony on the second floor, a black shadow was sliding down the drain pipe and slid to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Thieves! It must be a thief!
They weren't too far away, and Xiaoba could tell from the blurry appearance and slender figure that this person must be a woman, a female thief. Hehe, there were also such indecent things in the rich's neighborhood. Thinking about it, it made sense. The wealthier the luxurious residential area, the more there was no shortage of these theft experts.
The lights on the second floor were off, which meant that there was no one on the second floor. This meant that the thief came out from the second floor. However, there was one thing that puzzled Eighty. The light on the first floor was still on. There was someone on the first floor. There was someone on the first floor, and this thief was actually so bold. Wasn't that a little too much? Of course, thieves were thieves. If there were stairs, they would not take them. They would sneak down the water pipe to see the rules of their profession. Xiaoba Zi had seen bold people before, but he had never seen such a bold person. It was really impressive that a woman could be a thief to this extent.
From the moment the thief appeared on the second floor to the moment she came to the ground, it took less than five seconds. Lil Eight watched her walk towards him without blinking. As they got closer and closer, in order to better avoid the thief's line of sight, Xiaoba hid beside a red car.
Actually, Eighty just wanted to watch the show and see who this thief was. He didn't want to and didn't need to get involved in this matter. Wasn't it a great honor for such a high-profile thief to come to such a noble and wealthy neighborhood? What are you a security guard for? The big backpack that the female thief was carrying must have contained a lot of good things. Was it enough to make the security guard suffer? Just now, when he thought about the way the little security guard treated him, he couldn't help but feel disgusted. Great, now the thief has his eyes on you, right? Bonuses, wages, deductions, you sons of bitches, why don't you be fierce again? Little Eighth finally had something to vent his anger on.
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