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But he knew that Lin Yang didn't have any good feelings for Ya.
"Xuan Nu, what brings you here?" Xia Dongqing asked, changing the subject.
Ya came to her senses and looked at Xia Dongqing, saying, "Of course, I came for Xiao Yangyang."
Xia Dongqing frowned: "Have you considered that Yang Ge might not actually be looking forward to meeting you?"
Ya swayed slightly, a confident smile playing on her lips:
"So what? I want to see him, that's enough."
Xia Dongqing felt a wave of helplessness. He shrugged and said:
"Alright, even if you want to see him, you can't get into the pawnshop."
Ya smiled mysteriously and leaned closer, saying:
"I have my own way."
"Did you know that our school has been haunted lately?"
"Haunted?" Xia Dongqing's voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.
He looked at Ya with a puzzled expression:
"You are the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, surely a mere ghost is no match for you?"
Ya shook her head, a sly smile appearing on her face:
"No, this time is different."
"I want Lin Yang to take the initiative himself, so that I will have a chance to get close to him."
Xia Dongqing suddenly realized that this was Ya's plan.
He shook his head with a wry smile: "Is this really the right thing to do? Yang-ge, he..."
"Nothing bad."
Ya interrupted him:
"I just want to do what I want to do."
"So I'll leave the task of contacting him to you."
Xia Dongqing sighed, knowing he couldn't persuade her.
He shrugged helplessly.
"Alright, since you've made up your mind, I'll help you make the contact."
Upon hearing this, Ya's face immediately lit up with a smile.
She patted Xia Dongqing on the shoulder: "That's right! Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly."
However, at that moment, Ya's expression suddenly changed.
She crushed the beer bottle on the table with a jolt, and threatened in a cold voice:
"However, if you dare to try anything funny..."
Xia Dongqing was startled.
He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no! I'll contact Lin Yang right away!"
As he spoke, he quickly took out his phone and started dialing.
at this time.
Inside Pawnshop No. 8
Lin Yang looked at Zhang Wei in front of him and said, "Zhang Wei, you really came."
Zhang Wei looked at Lin Yang, took a deep breath, and said:
"Yang, Brother Yang, you, you really have the guts to help me?"
Lin Yang laughed:
“If I had said no, you wouldn’t have come here.”
He paused and then said:
"To tell you the truth, everyone in your Love Apartment is not simple."
Zhang Wei frowned in confusion: "Not simple?"
Lin Yang explained, "Like those monsters you saw that day."
"You don't really think this is acting, do you?"
Zhang Wei recalled the scene from that day and shook his head, saying:
"I thought it was very real at the time, but Teacher Zeng and the others said it was just acting."
Lin Yang smiled and said:
"If it's acting, why was Zeng Xiaoxian so scared?"
Zhang Wei was taken aback, then realized what he meant: "Right, what is he afraid of?"
Lin Yang smiled mysteriously: "Unless, those monsters are real."
"What?!" Zhang Wei's eyes widened.
"You mean, those monsters are real?"
Lin Yang nodded: "That's right, everyone in Love Apartment is extraordinary."
“Besides you, each of them has another identity.”
Lin Yang looked at Zhang Wei, a playful smile playing on his lips:
"Zhang Wei, do you know? Hu Yifei is not just an ordinary strong woman."
Zhang Wei was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Lin Yang said, "She is an employee of Na Du Tong, specializing in managing elites in the world of supernatural beings."
"The world of superhumans?" Zhang Wei's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable.
“That’s right, those who practice martial arts or possess special abilities,” Lin Yang explained, his tone tinged with mystery.
Zhang Wei swallowed hard, feeling as if his worldview had been completely turned upside down.
"Do such people really exist in this world?"
"Of course." Lin Yang nodded firmly.
"Moreover, Hu Yifei's younger brother, Lu Zhanbo, is also a member of the supernatural world."
"The Lu family holds a very important position in the world of supernatural beings."
Zhang Wei felt as if he had fallen into a giant whirlpool.
Everything around us was filled with the unknown and mystery.
He couldn't help but ask, "What about Lü Ziqiao? Does he have any special identity?"
Lin Yang laughed: "Lu Ziqiao? He's quite an interesting fellow."
"He possesses a special kind of martial god."
"It can summon Lu Bu, the God of War from the Three Kingdoms period, to fight."
"What?!" Zhang Wei exclaimed in surprise.
"No wonder he always said he was a dragon among men and a Red Hare among horses. It turns out he wasn't just bragging."
Lin Yang found Zhang Wei's surprised expression amusing.
He continued:
"As for Meijia and Wanyu, neither of them are ordinary people either."
"One can communicate with animals, and the other can predict the future."
Zhang Wei was numb; he felt his brain couldn't keep up anymore.
He muttered to himself, "So amazing... what about Teacher Zeng?"
"He's probably just an ordinary person like me, right?"
Lin Yang laughed, a sly glint in his eyes:
“Zeng Xiaoxian? He’s someone with a special divine beast bloodline.”
"Divine beast bloodline?" Zhang Wei's face fell.
"So, I'm the only ordinary person?"
“That’s right…” Lin Yang nodded.
Zhang Wei swallowed hard, feeling as if his worldview had been completely overturned!
"Zhang Wei, do you want to become stronger? Do you want to become like them?"
"Want to become the most courageous man in Love Apartment?"
Lin Yang's words seemed to give Zhang Wei a shot of adrenaline.
His eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Can I really do it?"
Lin Yang smiled slightly and said confidently:
"Of course, anything is possible if you're willing."
He paused, then continued, "However, you'll need to pawn some things."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei immediately felt discouraged: "But I have nothing, how can I pawn it?"
Lin Yang laughed and said, "No, you do."
As he spoke, he casually tapped a button, and a stream of information flooded into Zhang Wei's mind.
Zhang Wei felt a sudden rush of information in his mind, a flood of information about Pawnshop No. 8.
After processing this information, he asked eagerly: