Chapter 653 Renting a Room

Red nose, big belly, turbid eyes, sloppy temperament... Zhang Yuanqing stared at the middle-aged man walking towards him, feeling that the other person's temperament seemed familiar.

——The Wine God Club?

Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously thought of this evil profession from abroad.

Two men in black suits and white shirts, dressed as workplace elites, immediately noticed the big-bellied man.

The middle-aged man carrying a briefcase stopped warily. The gentle young man took the initiative to step forward, pressing his lower back in the process.

This is the warning gesture a police officer makes before drawing a gun.

"Sir, I'm an undercover police officer from the airport. Please stop and accept inspection," the fair-skinned young man said loudly.

He had just gotten off the plane, how could he be carrying a handgun? He looks young, but he's quite clever and experienced.

Just as the distance between the two sides was getting closer, the young man suddenly staggered, as if he had been tripped, and fell face-first, right at the big-bellied man's feet.

"Bang!"

The big-bellied man's leather boot kicked the young man's jawbone hard, knocking him unconscious.

Sure enough, an alcoholic... Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly from a distance, confirming that his judgment was correct.

The middle-aged man carrying a briefcase saw his companion instantly subdued, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He did not try to fight the enemy or rescue his companion, but quickly waved his left hand several times.

Whoosh~

The airflow condensed into two arc-shaped wind blades, one above and one below, sweeping towards the big-bellied man.

Without looking at the result, the middle-aged man with a slightly high hairline, carrying a briefcase, fled in the opposite direction.

A light wind supported him under his feet and pushed him in the back, making him like an arrow released from a bow.

At the same time, he shouted, "There's a terrorist here! Call the police!"

Being able to subdue his companion instantly meant the enemy was at least a peak Extraordinary. The middle-aged man was also Level 3, but he was a Wind Mage, and it was difficult to defeat an evil profession in a one-on-one fight. Besides, he was carrying confidential items, which made it inconvenient to fight.

In this case, creating chaos and delaying time was the best option.

On the other side, the big-bellied man raised his right hand and gently flicked it. The ruby chain on his wrist flashed with light.

Immediately, the two wind blades "cooperated" and went upwards and downwards. One struck the eight-meter-high ceiling, and the other struck the marble floor tiles, creating shallow scratches.

The big-bellied man ignored the bewildered and surprised gazes of the surrounding tourists and strode after the middle-aged man carrying the briefcase, while letting the bracelet on his wrist light up.

The next second, the middle-aged man seemed to have lost his sense of direction, suddenly running to the left, then crashing into the wall, then running to the right, and crashing into the glass wall again.

The big-bellied man took the opportunity to close in.

Seeing the alcoholic approaching, the middle-aged man was greatly alarmed. While loudly warning, he told the people around him to call the police, and at the same time, he slammed the briefcase in his hand towards the big-bellied man.

Tsk, cognitive dissonance... Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but "tsk" in his heart, his eyes falling on the big-bellied man's wrist.

So far, the skills displayed by the big-bellied man were sensory dissonance and cognitive errors, all of which were abilities at the Extraordinary stage. However, the bracelet on his wrist seemed to have an amplification function, which made it impossible for orderly professions of the same level to resist.

Looking at the briefcase smashing towards him, the big-bellied man revealed a smug smile, grabbed the briefcase, and at the same time took a few quick steps, flying up and kicking towards the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man stood there in a daze, showing a slight state of intoxication.

"Bang!"

In the muffled sound of flesh colliding, the middle-aged man was kicked and sent flying.

The big-bellied man then turned around and walked away quickly, carrying the briefcase. As he passed by Annie and Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing stuck out his foot.

"Thump!"

The two-hundred-pound fat man fell heavily to the ground, and the briefcase in his hand came loose, sliding a few meters away.

The big-bellied man grinned, his expression a little dazed, not knowing why he had fallen.

——Zhang Yuanqing used illusion to cover up his movements.

But he didn't have time to think about such things. Some of the surrounding tourists took out their mobile phones to call the police, while others went to notify the airport's police personnel.

He had to leave here as soon as possible.

The big-bellied man quickly got up, preparing to pick up the briefcase, but saw a hand grab it before him.

The owner of that hand was a yellow-skinned, black-eyed oriental man, very young, with handsome features and a gentle temperament.

"Yellow-skinned pig, give me that!" The big-bellied man's eyes widened, putting on a fierce, threatening expression, and reached out to snatch the briefcase in Zhang Yuanqing's hand.

"This is not yours." Zhang Yuanqing took a step back, his leg muscles bulged, and his right leg suddenly sprang out.

Pa!

A high kick hit the big-bellied man's chin, splattering blood and teeth.

The big-bellied man "ooh"ed and fell backwards, making a loud thud.

Zhang Yuanqing, dragging a suitcase in one hand and carrying a briefcase in the other, strode forward and side-kicked the man's temple, knocking the big-bellied man unconscious.

"Annie!" Zhang Yuanqing looked at the chain on the big-bellied man's wrist, signaling her to collect the loot.

Annie understood and quickly pulled off the bracelet and put it in her purse.

At this time, the middle-aged man, who had been kicked in the abdomen, had recovered. His internal organs were slightly damaged, but he could still barely move.

He covered his stomach and stumbled over, looking at Annie and Zhang Yuanqing warily, and said, "Hello, this is mine..."

As he spoke, he remained vigilant and looked around.

At transportation hubs like Dea Airport, both the Heaven's Wrath and the Sea God Church had arranged teams of The Way of the Extraordinary on duty, who could arrive at any time. If the two people in front of him were enemies, what he had to do was to delay time.

"I know it's yours." Zhang Yuanqing tossed the briefcase over.

The middle-aged man happily took it, felt the contents through the leather, and after confirming that it was correct, he showed a sincere and grateful smile:

"Thank you very much for your help... You are also The Way of the Extraordinary, right."

He lowered his voice unconsciously when saying the last sentence.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and nodded: "I come from the Second District, my Spirit Realm ID is Tongtian Jiaozhu."

The Free Federation's attitude towards wild The Way of the Extraordinary is relatively mild and open-minded. They will not force you to register your files with Heaven's Wrath. As long as you don't cause trouble, it doesn't matter if you reveal that you are a The Way of the Extraordinary.

His spoken language is very clumsy, and his pronunciation is not very accurate. He doesn't seem like a Chinese person who is permanently residing in the Free Federation... The middle-aged man said while rubbing his stomach:

"I am a Wind Mage from Heaven's Wrath, my Spirit Realm ID is Kamaitachi. This is the name of a wind-attribute yokai in Japan. Actually, the name I originally wanted to take was Boreas, which is the name of the wind god in mythology. But unfortunately, the Chief Executive Officer has already taken this name. She is such a domineering woman."

He was about forty years old, with shallow crow's feet and forehead wrinkles. His eyes were light gray, his eye sockets were deep, and his nose was high. He was not a very handsome man, but he had a very friendly smile.

Is it really okay to discuss one of the leaders of Heaven's Wrath so casually? Oh, I almost forgot, you can even put the president's portrait in the toilet... Zhang Yuanqing noticed the other person's gesture of covering his stomach, reached out and grabbed the Mountain God Scepter, and under the cover of illusion, gently patted Kamaitachi's shoulder.

Kamaitachi subconsciously looked at his left shoulder, and then, the unbearable abdominal cramps quickly subsided.

He looked down at his stomach in surprise, and then looked at Zhang Yuanqing:

"So you are a Wood Sprite."

Zhang Yuanqing put the Mountain God Scepter back into his item bar, without denying or admitting it, and smiled:

"We have something to do. This is my assistant, Annie. If you need any help, you can contact her."

This was one of the reasons why Zhang Yuanqing took action. It was important to have connections when you first arrived.

Especially official connections.

He was able to dominate the Second District, initially relying on Fu Qingyang and later relying on the Marshal.

After Annie and Kamaitachi added each other as friends, the airport police personnel happened to arrive.

Zhang Yuanqing whispered, "Let's go!"

The two quickly merged into the crowded crowd and walked towards the taxi area according to the road signs.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuanqing and Annie got into a taxi. The driver was a pot-bellied middle-aged white man. Seeing Zhang Yuanqing with black eyes and yellow hair, he playfully said in clumsy pronunciation: Ni hao!

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Annie: "Do I need to tip?"

Annie shook her head.

Oh, the driver is just adding drama for himself... Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything else.

The taxi left the airport and sped into the bustling and prosperous city center.

Although both are world-class metropolises, New York County and Songhai have obvious differences. New York County's architectural style is mainly based on right angles, lines, and geometric shapes, which is the square box architectural style.

In addition, many old-fashioned buildings also incorporate the column style of ancient Rome, as well as marble exterior walls, revealing a hint of historical vicissitudes.

Besides these, Zhang Yuanqing's biggest feeling was that the streets were not as spacious as Songhai's, and there was not enough greenery in the city.

Looking at the city full of people of various skin colors and races on the street, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but ask:

"How's the security? Will I get a gun pointed at my head by a negro if I go out at night?"

Annie said a little guiltily: "As long as you don't go out at night, the security is still good..."

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New York County's Chinatown is located in Lower Manhattan at the southern tip of Manhattan. It covers a very large area, with more than forty streets. The people who live here are mainly Chinese, about 150,000.

Among the Chinese, most are the Hu Jian people who love to eat the people from Soup Province, and the Hu Jian people who are included in the Soup Province's recipe.

Chinatown's architectural style is a mixture of Chinese and Western styles. There are buildings with flying eaves and upturned corners, as well as rectangular residential buildings next to each other.

Some streets are not wide enough, and the sanitary conditions are generally poor. The buildings next to each other have chaotic and unorganized Chinese-character archways.

This narrow environment reminded Zhang Yuanqing of the old districts of Xiangjiang.

Some streets are adjacent to high-rise buildings. The streets are spacious, and both sides are full of Chinese restaurants and snack shops, with everything you can imagine.

The high-end apartment rented by Annie is a delicate red-brick building with six floors, square and upright, with bright floor-to-ceiling windows and small balconies on the front.

Turn left out the door and you're on the bustling snack street. Turn right through two traffic lights and you're in the high-rise CBd district.

The two dragged their luggage, took the elevator, and came to the fourth floor.

In the elevator, Annie whispered:

"The location here is very good, and the rent is very fair, but the landlord only rents to Chinese people and does not accept white and black tenants. Leader, you have to find a way to persuade her later, otherwise we can only take back the deposit and find another place."

The elevator door opened. Outside the elevator were three security doors, three households on each floor.

Annie opened her mobile phone to confirm the door number, and then knocked on the door of Room 401.

"Knock knock!"

Along with the knock on the door, the security door opened, and a seven- or eight-year-old boy poked his head out. At the same time, a woman's sharp scolding came from the crack in the door:

"I spend money to send you to school, and you've learned nothing? You haven't passed a single subject. The teacher said that you've been getting close to gangsters outside the school recently, and you've even formed an anti-black and white alliance. If you don't want to study, go to the store and work for me, or go back to the country."

In the woman's sharp scolding, the little boy said crisply, "Who are you looking for?"

He spoke Cantonese.

Annie turned her head to look at Zhang Yuanqing, her fair face full of question marks.

I don't understand Cantonese either... Zhang Yuanqing squeezed out a smile and said, "Hello, we are here to rent a house, and we have already paid the deposit."

The little boy turned his head and shouted behind him, "Mom, your tenants are here."

The scolding stopped immediately, followed by the woman's sharp voice, "Bring the guests in."

"Is your mom scolding you?" Zhang Yuanqing smiled and rubbed the boy's head.

"She's scolding my sister."

The little boy opened the door and went back to the living room.

Zhang Yuanqing led Annie into the house and looked around. The living room here was very spacious, about thirty square meters. The decoration style was typical Chinese. There were ink paintings hanging on the walls, and potted plants in the corners of the living room. The little boy was sitting on the sofa, eating potato chips, watching cartoons.

From the direction of the bedroom, a woman wearing slippers and a nightgown came out. Her cheekbones were slightly high, and her facial features were actually quite beautiful, but her sallow skin and the restlessness between her eyebrows made her look like she had entered menopause early.

The woman looked at Annie and Zhang Yuanqing. When she saw Annie, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

She looked at Zhang Yuanqing and said coldly:

"Are you from the mainland?"

Annoyed, unhappy, and even more unhappy when she saw Annie. Uh, she's in a constant state of anger. Auntie, your liver fire is a bit strong. No, Auntie, you're not a Fire Master, are you... Zhang Yuanqing sensed the other person's emotions and complained in his heart.

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ps: Fix typos first, then update.