Hot-blooded Peak Repeater

Chapter 214 Infinite

The landlord's life is indeed leisurely, but there are changes in the community.

First of all, some residents complained that they could smell a foul odor every time they passed by their neighbor's house, and they hoped that Lingchuan could solve the problem.

Ling Chuan asked around and found out that the tenant who came to complain had hardly ever seen what his next-door neighbor looked like, and Ling Chuan last collected rent two months ago.

Thinking of this, Ling Chuan took action immediately. He was worried that the resident might have died in the house and the body might have rotted and become smelly.

But when he arrived at the door, Ling Chuan frowned. The people in the room should be watching a teacher's movie.

And the stench was not that of a corpse, but more like the smell of an old garbage dump.

"Room check." Ling Chuan yelled and knocked on the door with a dark face.

The sound of the TV in the room disappeared immediately, followed by an impatient complaint.

"Room check? Who are you to check the room?"

Although the people in the room were complaining, they still opened the door.

After opening the door, a smell of stale garbage dump hit her in the face. The middle-aged wife who went to complain to Lingchuan covered her nose and stepped back. Lingchuan's face became even darker.

"Hello, landlord. What can I do for you?" The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his early fifties.

After seeing Ling Chuan, his expression immediately changed, respectful but also a little nervous.

Ling Chuan, the middle-aged man, remembered that he often went to Lin Tianhui to buy bento, and occasionally bought a few skewers of oden, but he always bought the cheapest one.

Moreover, Lingchuan didn’t have to go to the house to collect the rent. It would be delivered two or three days before the rent was due.

He was also the first tenant that Ling Chuan had beaten up. The reason for beating him up was that he often threw garbage around.

Ling Chuan ignored him, pushed the middle-aged man aside and looked into the house.

There was garbage everywhere. The garbage in the kitchen was as high as the calves, and there was no place to step anywhere else.

Not only garbage, Lingchuan also saw a lot of women's underwear near the TV.

How could he, a middle-aged man living alone, have all these? Even if he had lovers, he couldn't have so many. Besides, in this kind of environment, what kind of woman would date him here?

Therefore, it is very likely that those underwear were stolen from other residents.

“You have one day to clean up this mess, or get out.

Also, stop being a pervert, or you'll have to get out of here anyway."

After saying that, Ling Chuan turned and left. As a man who had been beaten before, he knew that Ling Chuan was not just talking, he really would chase people away.

The garbage and underwear in the house are the reasons why middle-aged people always send the rent in advance.

He glared hatefully at the wife who came with Lingchuan, but he had no choice but to clean up the garbage in the house.

The next day, Lingchuan came to check. The garbage had been cleared, but there were signs of mold everywhere on the floor and walls, and the water pipes in the kitchen were also blocked.

Ling Chuan continued to ask the other party to make corrections, otherwise he would be fired.

The first person who piled trash in the house was picked up, and two subsequent complaints were received with similar results.

Middle-aged people simply don't want to clean up the house, so they collect discarded items that can be sold for money.

In addition to these three garbage men, Lingchuan also received other types of complaints about disturbing the public.

There is a biker gang living in the community, but the house is not rented by him, but by his girlfriend.

He often brings his friends back to eat, drink and play, and he also has a habit of beating his girlfriend.

Ling Chuan knew that he brought his companion home, but he didn't know that he made loud noises without any regard for the neighbors and beat his girlfriend.

Ling Chuan didn't plan to deal with it immediately, but instead prepared to go to the scene and warn them when they were making a noise.

The next time I saw the biker gang was two nights later. Lingchuan was eating next to Hayashida Hui's trolley when the roar of the motorcycle reached Lingchuan's ears.

Three motorcycles came in, all modified, with four people and three motorcycles rushing all the way to the last apartment building.

They were wearing the same leather jackets with a uniform logo on the back, so they must be an organization with a name.

Later, a girl went to Bouya Harumichi's convenience store and bought beer.

Half an hour later, Ling Chuan came directly to the door.

Before I even reached the door, I heard voices coming from inside the house. The general content was about how prosperous their organization was recently and how awesome they were.

Ling Chuan knocked on the door and yelled:

"Keep your voice down, you know you are disturbing others."

"Who are you to meddle in my business?"

An arrogant voice was heard in the room, and then the door opened.

"Landlord." Ling Chuan spat out two words coldly.

The young man curled his lips with disdain, then his eyes turned and his disdain turned into ridicule, and he said:

"The neighborhood has been quite chaotic lately. Do you know why it's so peaceful here? Because I live here.

Now I'm just sitting with my friends, it's good enough that I don't ask you for protection money.

Since you think I'm noisy, I'll start collecting protection money from tomorrow."

Ling Chuan punched the young man in the abdomen, and the young man instantly turned into a cooked shrimp, with something spurting out of his mouth.

"You want to collect protection money from me? Are you qualified?"

Seeing the young man being knocked down by a punch, the three people who were sitting in the room watching the show could no longer sit still and stood up and rushed towards Lingchuan.

They don't need to worry, this is not where they live, and no one will be held responsible if something is broken.

There were three consecutive muffled sounds, and the number of people lying on the ground became four.

Ling Chuan looked down at the young resident and said:

“If you make any more noise, don’t live here anymore.

Now, get out of here.”

The four of them helped each other to get up. Ling Chuan kept staring at them. After they went downstairs, one of them yelled:

"Just wait for me. Infinity will not let you go."

Ling Chuan frowned. Infinity? Is it the organization of Amber? Are they enemies now?

By the way, does Amber have such low requirements for the members under her command? Does she accept anyone?

"Thank you...thank you, landlord."

A voice of thanks suddenly came from behind him. Ling Chuan turned around and saw a girl in a super short school uniform behind him.

The short skirt allowed half of the buttocks to be visible, and the top only covered the key parts, leaving the entire abdomen exposed.

“Are all home clothes this sexy now?”

Ling Chuan complained quietly, but the girl heard it.

Then, with a wry smile, he explained why he was dressed like that. His boyfriend liked it and would ask him to wear different clothes every time he brought back a report, but the one thing they had in common was that they were all quite revealing.

Besides, this boyfriend recently joined a biker gang whose leader is very powerful and has more than a hundred members.

Moreover, the girl was forced into the relationship. If she had a choice, she would have broken up long ago.

The previous landlord was an old man who never cared about the noise made by these people, and the noise had never been so excessive before.

Ling Chuan understood the old man's point, but he couldn't and didn't dare to do anything about it.

Ling Chuan nodded and turned to leave.

If it is really an organization under Amber, judging from the current situation, it is obvious that it has become a mixed bag. It is conceivable that there will be fun next.