CIATB Chapter 661: I Think You Look Like a Thug, Not a Deranged Criminal?
Chapter 661: I Think You Look Like a Thug, Not a Deranged Criminal?
"Hey, you criminal psychologist named Li Shumu, do you think I look like one of those deranged serial killers you keep talking about?!"It was the same young man who had been arguing with the previous two.
Everyone's eyes landed on him.
This young man had jet-black super short hair.
He had a fierce, intimidating face that screamed trouble.
Because the air conditioning was on in the activity room, and it was crowded,
he was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt on his upper body.
From the collar of his shirt, you could see a hand-shaped pattern extending up to his neck.
This young man definitely had a large tattoo somewhere on his body.
"I think you look like a thug, not a serial killer or a deranged murderer."
Li Shumu grabbed a piece of eel sushi from the table, popped it into his mouth, and mumbled.
"Fuck you! Say that again?!"
The young man suddenly slammed both hands on the table, standing up abruptly, startling everyone around him, including his own table and the nearby ones.
"I said, your whole vibe is just a small-time thug."
Li Shumu wasn't scared at all.
If it weren't for the display he had put on earlier that day,
many people in the live stream room probably would have thought he was rushing to his death.
"Fine, I'm a thug. Come on, you got the guts to step outside and fight me one-on-one? Let me show you what a thug can do!"
The young man ripped off his black short-sleeved shirt in one swift motion.
After the pure black shirt came off, it revealed a decent physique.
He at least had abs, though it was hard to tell if they were from being skinny or from working out.
Beyond that, with the shirt off, the young man's tattoo was now visible.
His tattoo was a portrait of a character.
Eight feet tall, with a leopard's head, round eyes, a swallow's jaw, and a tiger's beard.
Other than the fierce Zhang Fei, Third Brother Zhang, one of the three sworn brothers from the Peach Garden Oath, who else could it be?
You had to admit, his appearance was quite intimidating.
But Li Shumu remained calm and continued his sharp tongue: "Oh, you. I call you a thug, and you still don't believe it."
"You're always shouting about fighting and killing. What else would you call yourself?"
"What the fuck?!"
The young man exploded in rage, veins bulging on his forehead.
He stepped out from his seat and started walking toward Li Shumu, one step at a time.
In the live stream room, many people watching this scene began checking the young man's information.
The information the live stream provided about his background was also very simple:
From an outsider's perspective, this young man used to be a thug on the outside.
Loving to fight and act tough, indulging in drinking, gambling, and women.
But the strangest thing about this young man was that he hated being called a good-for-nothing thug.
He had even gotten into arguments and fights with others over this before.
Later, because of this, he had killed someone and ended up in Alice Apartment.
Nowadays, Alice Apartment had significantly lowered its standards for absorbing fresh blood.
This young man had recently been brought in because he had accidentally killed someone during an argument.
So, among the huge crowd of residents, someone like him was considered harmless.
As the young man got closer, Manager Mao Li Zhishu immediately sprinted over and stood between the two.
He spread both arms, stopping them from approaching each other, and said, "Alright, both of you take a step back!"
"You! Go back and eat your meal properly!"
"Also, just because someone calls you a thug, does that make you one?"
"Why do you care so much about what others say?!"
The young man gritted his teeth.
Manager Mao Li Zhishu then turned to Li Shumu: "And you! Can you not be so sharp-tongued?"
"Besides, what deranged criminals, serial killers, murderers, or whatever are there in our apartment?"
"Our residents are known for being friendly and helping each other out."
"So, if you want to play your criminal psychology game, do it yourself. Don't publicly question other innocent residents!!!!"
Li Shumu didn't care, whistling instead.
The way he acted was truly asking for a beating.
And just like that, under the influence of Manager Mao Li Zhishu's "Face Fruit" ability,
this potential conflict was once again stopped.
To quickly move past this incident and let its impact fade,
Manager Mao Li Zhishu had the next new resident continue introducing themselves.
"Hello everyone, my name is Lei Xiaoman. As for my occupation... I used to work in an electronics factory. Now I'm unemployed."
The next person was Lei Xiaoman. Her self-introduction was very brief.
Manager Mao Li Zhishu looked around and saw that no more trouble was brewing. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, let's welcome our last new resident for their self-introduction!"
He patted Zeng Yan on the shoulder.
Zeng Yan stood up. He was a tall, well-built young man.
From the look of his face, he seemed like an honest person.
He stood up and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, my name is Zeng Yan. I currently work in a garment factory."
His self-introduction was also very brief.
After saying that, he sat back down, and his face was even a little red. It was unclear if he was just shy.
"Alright, these are our new residents this time. I hope everyone can live in peace and create a wonderful home together."
After Manager Mao Li Zhishu finished that sentence, he let everyone start enjoying the evening's feast.
Jiang Ran, the assistant manager, sat at the first table.
If he hadn't paid much attention to the new residents at previous welcome parties,
he definitely noticed this time.
He had spent most of this week staying in the apartment, wandering around, and resting.
Obviously, he had seen that quite a few new residents had come in this week.
Definitely more than just the few who introduced themselves tonight.
There were many other new residents from this period who were missing.
So why did only these few have to introduce themselves?
That was a question.
But Jiang Ran's sixth sense told him not to dig too deep into this matter.
He temporarily set this question aside and began scooping dumplings from the large pot in the center of the table with a big spoon, filling his small bowl.
He quickly finished one bowl. Just as he was about to start on his second,
he suddenly heard a shout: "Fuck you!!!"
Then came a series of clattering, unidentified sounds.
Jiang Ran immediately stood up to follow the gossip.
Not just him, but everyone else who heard the noise also turned their attention.
Over at the eighth table.
A foreign white woman with dark blonde hair was holding a beer bottle in her hand, unleashing a torrent of incomprehensible words at someone on the floor.
Even though most people present couldn't understand her, from her expression, it was clear she was spewing insults.
The person she was yelling at was lying on the ground, groaning in pain. Besides that, there were scattered dumplings all over him.
"What's going on?! What happened?!"
Manager Mao Li Zhishu felt exhausted. At the last welcome party, Jiang Ran had openly used a chainsaw to kill someone.
This time, Jiang Ran was back to his usual normal self.
But now, someone else was causing trouble again?!
"I saw it! This guy touched that foreign chick's thigh and ass! That's why she snapped!!!!"
A lecherous middle-aged man snickered.