I Fix Air-Conditioner

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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"Are you serious? That sounds like a threat." Liu Dao did not think that Chen Ge was kidding. He did not know Chen Ge that well, but he did know that the man was… a bit different from normal.

"No, it's sincere advice. Just tell him what I said." Chen Ge's voice was calm. He was already praising himself for how kind-hearted he was. "At the end of the day, we are merely competitors. Even though he is rather shameless, I do not want to see him walk toward his death. Furthermore, his livestream involves such a large crew; they are innocent lives, so he should think about them."

Competitor? Death? Innocent lives? Are we talking about the same topic? Liu Dao felt like one of them was drunk. To tell Qin Guang that if he continued to copy Chen Ge, he would die… how was he going to say that?

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