Ren Wu and Ren’s parents went home together at 10 o’clock in the evening.

The supermarket is only ten minutes away from home.

Walking on the street with a bicycle, at this time, except for some bustling commercial streets, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, only cars whistling through them.

The shops on the roadside were almost ready to clean up and close the door at this time.

Thorns-

The roller shutter door was pulled down, and a faint smell of fishy smell and blood drifted out of the store.

This is a butcher shop, but I don't know what meat it sells.

The butcher is a burly man, nearly two meters tall, with burly shoulders like an iron tower, a beard with thick eyebrows, and his eyes are deeply sunken.

The blood and energy of the unparalleled family... this reminds Ren Wu.

Then can I go to the slaughterhouse to borrow some blood?

Ren Wu's eyes lit up.

There is a plan in my heart.

The next day, Ren Long still did not come to the school. After school, Ren Wu came here on a bicycle.

"Bang!" The bone-clearing knife hit the cutting board, and the greasy meat scraps on the greasy cutting board shook.

"Want to kill pigs part-time?" The butcher smiled contemptuously: "Your physique? Don't disturb me in business!"

"Two liang of flower." The old woman behind Ren Wu shouted with a sharp voice.

The butcher skillfully picked up the bone-clearing knife and pulled and pressed everything on the pork, and a piece of pork was cut out.

I didn't even look at it, I grabbed the pork with my left hand and threw it on the scale.

It's exactly two taels, one minute is not more than one minute.

"Seven and six." The butcher said in a rough voice.

"Just make up for it, then it's just seven yuan." The old woman laughed.

The butcher frowned, but didn't say much.

The business of this butcher shop seemed to be very good, and it was not until after eight o'clock that the butcher shop was deserted. Ren Wu stood on the other side of the shop and vacated the seat for the customers.

The butcher took off his leather gloves and placed his calloused hands under the faucet to clean them. He cleaned them very carefully, not even the gaps in his nails.

"You want blood, are you?" the butcher suddenly said.

Ren Wuyi was confused.

Now the requirements for being a butcher are so high? If you hadn't come into contact with Abi Jianlu Ren Wu, you would never know the deeper meaning of the word "美美美", that is, the butcher in front of you is the same type of person as you.

Of course, I am the extraordinary person, may be the weakest one...

The butcher glanced at Ren Wu meaningfully, "I have a place that I can recommend to you, but I don't have a salary, and I also advise you not to go to a place like a slaughterhouse in the suburbs."

After washing his hands, the butcher wiped his hands with a rag, walked into the room and took out a black paper card and handed it to Ren Wu.

This is an ordinary black paper card. If the only special thing is that it looks like an orange cartoon cat was drawn with crayons.

"Take this card to No. 326 Peacock Road." The butcher said: "Give this card to the guy in Room 103, but you can only work for a week. Whether you can continue to stay there in a week depends on your performance." The butcher said.

"This orange cat is quite cute." Ren Wu felt that the butcher was a little cold and tried to relieve the embarrassment.

"This is a tiger." The butcher glanced at him.

Ren Wu, “…”

When I returned to the supermarket, I was a little uncomfortable when I practiced swords without a peeping gaze.

"I'm really sick." Ren Wu cursed himself.

"My mom and dad, I found a part-time job. I want to go to the part-time job place tomorrow." Ren Wu said hesitantly on the way home in the evening.

"Part-time? What part-time job?" Comrade Dou Yuejiao was very alert when she heard about part-time jobs.

It wasn't her that she was fussing. In recent years, the cases of various dark-hearted factories and underground workshops reported in the news were deeply rooted in people's hearts. She was very worried that her son had been bewitched.

"I'm going to have a look early after school tomorrow." Ren Wu said.

"Then I'll go with you." Dou Yuejiao said without hesitation.

"...Okay." Ren Wu hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"I feel relieved that Xiao Li and the others are in the store, so I'll go together," said Ren Dad.

Ren Wu had long expected that Old Ren would say this, because as long as his mother went, he would follow him wherever he went.

But Ren Wu had a headache, and he worked as a part-time slaughterhouse... What reason should be used to explain this? Moreover, Ren Wu was also worried that it was an underground workshop.

In fact, Ren Wu was worried too much. After school the next day, Ren Wu and Ren’s parents came to No. 326 Peacock Road. Peacock Road is a nearby street, Peacock Road, but there are several companies here and the traffic is not small. Generally speaking, there will be no demons in this relatively prosperous street.

"Are you sure it's No. 326? It's here?" Dou Yuejiao looked at the license plate hanging on the brick wall in confusion.

"Yes, that's what my friend told me yesterday." Ren Wu said unconfidently as he looked at the palace-like building in front of him.

In front of me, this is a relatively low-key and luxurious palace building. Four pure black pillars are neatly arranged on both sides, and some are carved on the black pillars...arms, like drowning people stretching out their arms from the water and struggling to ask for help.

After staring at the pillar for a long time, Ren Wu even had an illusion, as if he was in the depths of the ocean current, surrounded by darkness, and in the deeper abyss under his feet, pale arms were like a blooming hell flower to drag him toward the endless abyss.

After a sudden shock, all the hallucinations in front of him disappeared.

Ren Wu quickly looked at his parents and found that his parents were just staring at him with concern. "Xiao Wu, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are you so white?"

"I'm fine, don't you see anything, parents?"

Dou Yuejiao frowned and touched Ren Wu's forehead with her hand.

"What did you see? This child is possessed by evil spirits?"

"Didn't your parents have hallucinations?" Ren Wu thought in confusion.

"This club was introduced to you by your friend? It's quite big, but the decoration style doesn't look like a serious way." Dou Yuejiao asked her husband in confusion.

"I don't know either. I didn't notice this club when I passed Peacock Road a few days ago." Ren said after thinking about it.

The main door of the luxurious building similar to a palace in front of me is open, and the living room is empty and there is a gray paint applied to the surrounding walls, making the color adjustment inside gray.

A card box hanging above the building—[Sewing Club]

It doesn't look serious...

Ren Wu regrets bringing his parents here.

"There is not a receptionist at the front desk. Is your friend working here?" Dou Yuejiao asked suspiciously.

"Someone should have it inside." Ren Wu whispered.

"Forget it, let's go back. If you want to find a part-time job, you will work part-time in our store. Our salary will not be less than yours. If you have an independent idea, your father and I support you." Dou Yuejiao was still worried that her son worked part-time here.

Tatta...

At this time, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground came from behind.
Chapter completed!