mynovelonline Chapter 234 Johnny Silverhand is as quiet as a chicken
Chapter 234 Johnny Silverhand is as quiet as a chicken
"Oh, I'm so sorry." The guy wearing gold and silver apologized repeatedly, "It's all because of that stupid fan. It's so unlucky to run into such a person even though I live here."
The two chatted animatedly, and Ling Luxian also listened to a few words. When he heard that person say that Johnny Silverhand's band was a rubbish band, he almost laughed out loud.
"Johnny, this guy said that the Samurai band is a rubbish band, what do you think?"
"Humph!" Johnny Silverhand snorted unhappily, "He's just a moron who doesn't know how to appreciate things."
Johnny Silverhand was very angry when he heard someone say this about his band.
Hearing the two talking, it sounded like they were talking about someone he was commissioned to steal. In order to get information, Ling Luxian walked up and asked, "What are you two talking about? From the tone of your voice, this place is not suitable for living."
When the receptionist heard Ling Luxian say this, she wanted to kill the two men.
The front desk had already seen Ling Luxian's assets from the system background. This guy is a "fat guy", so why not take advantage of him? If these two people ruined the business, they would be ready to die. But they could get commissions.
"Hey, that's not necessary." The guy wearing gold and silver waved his hand, "As long as you don't live in No. 16, it's fine. Slaton's noise is really unbearable, and we all suffer from it."
As he said this, he patted the guy next to him who was wearing a suit and smoking, "Especially him. I didn't know there was such a neighbor before I moved in."
Seeing this man's miserable state, Ling Luxian felt a little sympathetic. The upstairs neighbor was making so much noise that he couldn't stand it, and his friend even liked to make trouble. What was this abandoned child of heaven? Ling Luxian laughed out loud.
"What's going on with that guy? Why is he so crazy?" Ling Luxian asked.
The guy wearing gold and silver slapped his thigh and said, "That's just a madman! I tell you, he can remember every lyric of every song, the release date of every album, and the date of every concert.
It's really amazing, why hasn't this idiot died yet, damn!"
"Don't do that. If someone dies here, won't it become a haunted house? Then the house prices here will plummet." Ling Lu replied.
"Shit!" The man was silent for a while, "You are quite right."
"Okay, let's stop talking. I'm going to go look at the house." Ling Luxian waved and said goodbye to the two.
Under the expectant eyes of the front desk clerk, I went straight into the elevator.
"Tsk~" the receptionist said unhappily, "You didn't even ask for my access card, and you're looking at a haunted house."
After saying that, he glared at the two of them fiercely from where the two of them couldn't see.
Ling Luxian took the elevator to the seventeenth floor and came to Room 1702, Slaton's room.
Before I even reached this floor, I heard deafening music.
After the property was upgraded, Ling Luxian became more sensitive, especially to this kind of noise. He covered his ears and said to Johnny, "I finally understand why that guy said your band is a rubbish band.
It seems that your band's reputation has been completely ruined by this guy. If I lived here, I couldn't stand it either, and I would also say that your band is garbage."
"Fuck, I can't afford such brainless fans..." Johnny Silverhand also complained.
Johnny Silverhand was quite excited when he first heard that he had a fanatical fan, until he arrived at Slaton's room, and the pride completely disappeared.
The key point is that this guy was too inappropriate. It would be okay to do this in a place like a bar, but in a residential area... No wonder he was scolded to death.
Ling Luxianyi glanced and opened the door of Slaton's room, and the sound became even louder.
You know what, the soundproofing of this room is really good, it is worthy of being a luxury apartment. However, even with the best soundproofing, it can't withstand such a disaster.
Ling Luxian was also very adaptable. He had adapted to this environment in just a few steps. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a wall of guitars with stickers of the Samurai band on them.
"Things change, Johnny."
Johnny Silver folded his arms across his chest, looking at these guitars with a little nostalgia. But he said, "Don't waste your time, these are useless. No matter how unreliable Kerry is, at least he knows how to play guitars. How could he use this kind of rubbish?"
"Of course I know. It was made in 73. How could it be your guitar? Keep looking."
Next to the guitar is a poster for the Samurai band's 04 performance. At least it's authentic.
Seeing this poster, Johnny Silverhand grumbled, "The sound effects in that place are crap, the lighting is so-so, and the food is even worse."
Ling Luxian was so angry that he laughed. Why was he so arrogant as a grown man? "Don't you have a single good word to say?"
"Of course," Johnny Silver stretched out his hand and said, "The girls there make up for any deficiencies. The taste is so damn good. That's the best 'kitten' I've ever had."
Ling Luxian was silent.
Very good, this is very strong, Silverhand.
There was another poster in front of the sofa, next to the TV. Johnny Silverhand took off his sunglasses and leaned forward to take a look.
"Strange, why don't I remember this happening?"
Ling Luxian looked at the poster, which also had this written on it.
'This is a bad company, this is a bad system, no one can afford to be a bad Samurai! Watch Johnny Silverhand's concert!'
Ling Luxian touched it and said, "This is a poster from 07. Did you drink vodka all these years and ruin your brain?"
Of course, it is more likely that part of Johnny Silverhand's memory was damaged. No one knows whether Arasaka has tampered with Johnny Silverhand's personality imprint over the years.
Johnny Silvershou turned around and looked at Ling Luxian, "To be honest with you, I have never drunk vodka. Bourbon, whiskey, and tequila are my favorites."
Ling Luxian glanced at the fully equipped bar counter decorated by Slaton and said, "I can see that."
Johnny Silver touched the bottles of wine on the bar, but his hand went straight through the bottles.
"Oh my, I have to admit that this guy has a good taste in music and wine. But I don't understand why this guy worships Kerry so much?"
Ling Luxian opened the portable network access box on the bar, cracked the password, and looked at the contents inside.
It was full of praise for the Samurai band, as well as songs from his own band.
"Well... I still need to practice my musical skills."
Ling Luxian also listened to it. What kind of crap is this? How dare they send it to Brother Dainuo? What kind of band is this? Ronin or the Dead?
Don't think that Brother Dai Nuo is not serious, he is from a serious band. No matter how bad it is, it is better than this piece of shit.
Turning the page further down, you will find the masterpiece by the great writer of Night City, Lili Silverhand.
《Gay Omelette》!!!
At this moment, Johnny Silverhand was as quiet as a chicken.
"Johnny, speak up! Do you prefer fried eggs or the blood of a half-demon, half-angel?"