Chapter 63 - One Dollar

Taking advantage of the landlord's brief retreat during the lightning bolt, Xiao Lan took out the [Heart of the Holy Sisters] he had previously traded with Wang Taidi.

 

As long as the injury is not to the extent of a broken limb, the [Heart of the Holy Sisters] can repair it.

 

After activating the effect, a light golden glow covered Xiao Lan's wounds, bringing a warm and gentle sensation to his body. The wounds that had caused him to bleed were repaired at a rate visible to the eye wherever the light glow travelled.

 

Earlier, when attacked by the landlord, Xiao Lan almost used [You're so poor you make me laugh] to get out of it.

 

Unfortunately, it was still some time before dawn and even a temporary getaway would not guarantee his safety. This mockery-sounding but actually powerful prop was best put aside for a life-or-death situation.

 

Luckily, it took a little while for him to finally discover the landlord's weakness.

 

Xiao Lan put away the [Heart of the Holy Sisters] and stood up to look at the landlord's withered face: "Did you just have a good fight? Now it's my turn."

 

The landlord was still not clear about the seriousness of the matter, and he didn't understand where this guy, who was originally pinned down by him, got his bewildered confidence. Even if he had recovered from his injuries, what could he do? He was still helpless.

 

Could it be that it was beaten silly?

 

Xiao Lan put the black cat on the floor next to her because she didn't know if Luo would be afraid of electric shocks.

 

On his way towards the landlord, he turned on the skill of

 

[Title: Poverty Can't Limit My Imagination]

 

[Ability: 100,000 Volts]

 

[Time remaining: 00:04:59]

 

In an instant, Xiao Lan's body glowed with a dangerous-looking arc of lightning, and the crackling of the lightning could be heard clearly, making him look like a god with the power of lightning.

 

These electrical arcs gave the landlord a very dangerous feeling.

 

He instantly felt bad, and two successive silver lights emanated from his grey eyes, attacking towards Xiao Lan in an attempt to stop his approach.

 

However, this is a time and a place.

 

The silver light, which previously appeared to be so sharp that Xiao Lan could only dodge it in disarray, was swallowed up like an ordinary beam of light after it met the electric arcs lingering on Xiao Lan's body at the moment, causing no damage at all.

 

The landlord's eyes widened in surprise, "You! How is it possible ......"

 

Just before, this poor bastard couldn't do anything to him, so how could he suddenly transform in such a short period of time!

 

Xiao Lan doesn't want to talk to him at all, mainly because he can't afford to do so even if he has only five minutes.

 

He raised his hand towards the landlord's large appetite-affecting face and snapped out a finger.

 

"Snap."

 

With the crisp sound of a snapping finger, an arc of electricity flashed and shot in the direction of the landlord.

 

The landlord immediately prepared to teleport when he saw the situation, but the arc of electricity was so fast that it came to him before he could move and struck him straight in the forehead.

 

"With a snort, a burn mark appeared on the landlord's forehead, which had looked like a projection.

 

The damage from the lightning didn't stop there, as the muscles in the landlord's face twitched up in obvious pain and his expression was grim.

 

The landlord glared angrily at Xiao Lan and was about to make some sort of villainous declaration. But the guy on the other side of the room played a whole different game, "pop", "pop", "pop" three direct arcs of electricity flashed and hit him in the face again.

 

"You! DAMN IT!!!" The landlord snarled angrily against four charred marks.

 

Then his eyes turned blood red.

 

This time the glow from the eyes was red, and the red light lunged violently towards Xiao Lan, more than twice as fast as the silvery glow before it.

 

The renewed arc of electricity from Xiao Lan collided with his red light and was surprisingly half cancelled out, ending up leaving only a slight scorch mark on the landlord's body.

 

"Hmph." It was the landlord's snort with a cold smile.

 

Xiao Lan frowned at this.

 

The landlord should be able to keep up with him for a long time, but Xiao Lan himself only has five minutes, and the landlord doesn't look like he's going to be able to keep this up for long, so whoever loses it first will be out of luck.

 

Was this a battle between two men to test their staying power?

 

Less than five minutes left for Xiao Lan ......

 

Aww shucks! Five minutes to never admit defeat!!!

 

Xiao Lan's face was serious, this was a battle of pride and if you are a man, you can't lose in terms of staying power.

 

If you can't just get by on status alone, then physically interrupt your opponent's persistence.

 

He took out the [Unknown Child's Savings Jar] from his storage space, took out a few coins from it and clutched them in his hand, then attached the electrical energy flowing from his body to the coins.

 

Xiao Lan aimed at the landlord with a serious look, "Are you ready?"

 

In sync with the words, Xiao Lan's fingertips tossed a coin that could afford a much larger arc of electricity than one wielded out of thin air, sending a radiant ray of electricity through the air, illuminating the environment in its path.

 

"Ah..."

 

Before the landlord could react, the coin had lunged at him with a thick flash of lightning, smashing the landlord's large face into a scorched blackness!

 

Xiao Lan tossed the coin with such force that it arced deep into the wall.

 

The landlord was still in a state of shock from the lightning when he saw Xiao Lan raising his hand to toss another coin, and he moved away from his previous position.

 

The next moment the landlord moved out of the way, three coins wrapped in bright electricity blasted hard against the wall, scorching it black.

 

At the sight of this, the landlord's ghostly face even seemed to look paler.

 

The ghost face starts to move between walls, ceilings and floors, trying to influence Xiao Lan's judgement to avoid his attacks.

 

Looking at the ghostly faces all over the place, Xiao Lan flicked the coin in his hand: "Thanks for the time, rent, please take it."

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The words were accompanied by a succession of electric lights as Xiao Lan tossed the coin at high speed.

 

It's all for a quid, but Xiao Lan hits the spot with a flurry of cash.

 

It probably never occurred to him that he would have a day to hit people with money.

 

Electricity is woven into a white grid in the corridor, and the landlord, the prey trapped in the net with no way to escape.

 

He dodged the pursuit of Xiao Lan with a lot of difficulty.

 

Whenever he shifts to a new position, Xiao Lan's attacks arrive in a flash, sometimes even anticipating his teleportation and blocking it with a bolt of light before he can get there, forcing him to switch positions.

 

In just a few breaths, the finely interwoven electric grid had already scorched the landlord's face. If one didn't know beforehand, one might have thought that the ghost might have died by touching the high-voltage electricity with his bare hands before he was born.

 

Just as the landlord teleported to a new location, he realized that he was surrounded by coins with flashing electric light.

 

He, for one, had no way to escape.

 

Xiao Lan flashed a smile at his prey: "Goodbye, Mr Landlord."

 

In the next instant, a surge of lightning, thicker than any before, shot out from Xiao Lan's hand, illuminating the entire corridor so that no one could see, and with a despairingly majestic power, it pierced right through the landlord and the wall he was on, along with him.

 

After the smoke cleared, all that remained in the corridor was a wreckage that looked as if it had been demolished by 10,000 Erhu's scattered about.

 

There was no sign of the landlord, I don't know if he died or fled, but either way there was no way this guy could come back and stop Xiao Lan from passing.

 

"Phew ......" Xiao Lan breathed a soft sigh of relief.

 

In the battle just now, although he was happy to beat up the landlord, the poverty value reduction prompt that kept popping up made his happiness mixed with indescribable pain.

 

A rough calculation shows that roughly a hundred thousand or so dollars were deducted from the poverty value.

 

Although he already has tens of millions of dollars worth of poverty, there is no end to the desires of man in his quest for poverty.

 

The joy of spending money frivolously is really something that a poor man like him still can't enjoy ......

 

The night is getting lighter and lighter, and it must not be long before dawn. Xiao Lan is about to dig Luo out of the mess when out of the corner of his eye he sees a bit of red.

 

The familiar little red ball of leather rolled silently to his side.

 

Xiao Lan looked up to find several of the neighbours who had previously blocked the stairway had reappeared, a mother and daughter, a pregnant woman and a couple.

 

Mother and daughter still stood holding hands with their heads bowed.

 

The pregnant woman, still soaked to the skin, stood in the stagnant water that carried the fragrance of washing powder.

 

The lovers were sprawled in a pool of blood, their blood-stained faces beaming at him with an impish grin.

 

They seemed intent on taking advantage of Xiao Lan's depleted stamina after the big fight to teach him the ropes - what a bunch of good new-age neighbours who never leave.

 

The soft voice of a child came, "Brother, can you pick up the ball for me?"

 

Lover Girl: "Baby, let's send him down this time, okay~"

 

Loverboy: "Baby, it's all yours ~"

 

Looking at the little ball of leather that seemed to be provoking him, he glanced at the 50 seconds he had left on his skill time and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

 

50 seconds, enough time for you to experience the joy of poverty.

 

The lightning reappeared and Xiao Lan reached out and grabbed the small leather ball, a crackling arc of electricity separated his hand from the ball, so it wasn't exactly a direct touch of the ball.

 

The little friend with his head down stiffened for a moment, why do you still have electricity?!

 

And her little ball of leather actually didn't work?

 

Sensing something was wrong, she immediately hid behind her mother and pulled herself together.

 

The pregnant woman, who had intended to come forward, also collected her water stains towards Xiao Lan when she saw her teammate's abnormalities around her.

 

The two couples, who seemed to be in over their heads, were still charging forward, lying on their bellies in a pool of blood and lunging towards Xiao Lan on all fours.

 

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lan locked in on the couple and decided it was you.

 

In the next instant, the small leather ball came hurtling towards the couple, wrapped in exaggerated electric light, looking almost like a giant lightning cannonball.

 

Couple finally noticed something was wrong, how this fight didn't look like it could be picked up by someone after a big fight ......

 

Unfortunately, it was too late.

 

To the dumbfounded eyes of the two lovers, the little ball of electric light slammed hard into them with an unrelenting momentum.

 

"Boom..."

 

After the dazzling light, the two men, covered in arcs of lightning and smashed to pieces, lay in their own pool of blood, their limbs scattered like scattered dolls.

 

"Baby, you can't die, I can't live without you ......"

 

"Baby, I'll still love you even if I die ......"

 

The culprit who caused it all - Xiao-Single-Dog-Arashi: "......"

 

Wake up, you are too dead to die.

 

The author has something to say.

 

Smashing mini-theatre.

 

Mr. Bully: $5 million, get out of my sight.

 

Xiao Lan: One dollar, get out of my sight.

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