Kacha! The door was unlocked the next moment!
Chenchen wore an expression of shock. She was dumbfounded!
This was the Skills book he had gained from the last draw at the lottery. For items, he still had two “Saves” and a “Lucky Bread”. As for the Skills Category, he had eaten ten Taekwondo Experience Books, while he had eaten seven Calligraphy Experience Books. Finally, he had eaten the least with Lock Picking Experience Books, with the number at two. However, in a small and simple district, even two Skill Experience Books were enough for Zhang Ye. He did not need to think much, as the scenes of how to pick the lock appeared in his brain. There were at least five to six methods that could easily allow him to open Rao Aimin’s door.
Zhang Ye threw the keys to his own house to her, “Go to my house. It’s dangerous here!”
Chenchen didn’t want to do it, “I’m not going. I also know kung fu. My mom and aunt taught me the Eight Trigrams Palm since I was two!”