Hero Cultivation System

"Mike, are you connected?"

"Don't worry, Jim, everything will be fine."

"Why am I not worried? This is China, not the United States. We are aliens here. Can't you see that these Chinese people look at us like gorillas in the zoo?"

"Hahaha! Who wants your chest hair to be so long? It's so strange for these Chinese people to be so rare. It would be weird if you were a gorilla."

"Mike, don't be ridiculous. This is not serious. Think about why that Chinese colleague is here?"

"Don't worry, I don't think he necessarily came for us."

"If it's not for us, who is it for? Is it for the monkey trick?"

"Why not? Jim, I want to know it all, don't you?"

"Of course I do, but I think it's just a magic trick."

"But I can't see the flaw at all. I think it's not magic, but a supernatural ability."

"Mike, you said it's a power? Telekinesis?"

"Yeah! And his control is amazing. I haven't seen anyone like him, so I have already filed a report."

"Okay! We are already here anyway, so it doesn't matter if we have one more target."

"Um!"

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The two foreigners stood close together at the junction of the car doors and whispered, but the noise made Liang Gong unable to sleep.

The biggest disadvantage after Qi Wu was that he was too bright and sharp. Although the distance was still far away, so the two foreigners spoke in low voices unscrupulously, but the English they spoke still fell into Liang Gong's ears verbatim.

Unfortunately, Liang Daxia, who only understood the words "o, ya, babyfxxkme" and "iaming" in English, had no idea what the two people were talking about. He just thought they disturbed his sweet dream.

But as soon as he turned over, he was immediately stunned.

"Cough! Cough! I'm sorry! What a foreigner, why are you chatting so loudly? Eh! Oh oh oh! Ouch! Thank God, Amitabha, Amitayus, Supreme Laojun, brothers, we had a good chat!"

The tutor girl in the middle bunk opposite was too disgusted with the bedding on the train to be dirty, so she didn't cover it at all. She used her own cotton jacket to cover her belly, which exposed the whole scenery under her shorts. What's even more coincidental is the mature mother in the lower bunk opposite.

, facing inward and sleeping soundly with Xiao Tiantian wrapped around her, but her lower body, as plump as a silver basin, was exposed outside the quilt, making Liang Gong's mouth dry for a while.

For a while, Liang Gong stared intently at the half-upturned little butt exposed outside his coat on the middle bunk opposite, and a pair of long, round legs. Then he turned his eyes to the mature woman's butt like a full moon on the opposite lower bunk.

, my heart was jumping up and down, I was so happy.

After talking back and forth for a long time, he realized that the sporadic English conversations outside had stopped at some point, but he was already awake at this time, but it was not easy for him to go back to sleep immediately.

Just take advantage of the tutor girl's sleep to have a cigarette.

On the way, he passed by the little martial arts lolita's bunk. Liang Gong quickened his pace and walked around. We can't afford to offend him, just stay away!

Last night, the little lolita screamed and immediately made him step back three feet. Before he even touched her, he was already known as a pervert. He just wanted to come and not be molested. He didn't really mean to be molested.

ah.

The result of the little Lolita deliberately taking the exam was that Hero Liang ran away. Didn't that saint say that it is difficult to raise a villain and a woman? You should stay away!

I happily smoked a cigarette and looked at the unknown station passing by outside the car window. I no longer knew where my thoughts of being far away from home had gone. The joy of traveling thousands of miles was better than reading thousands of books, covering up the panic I felt when I first left home.

"Uh!" A vague muffled sound and a crackling sound like a fistfight came from a distance, which immediately woke up Daxia Liang.

Damn it, no, it’s rare to take a train and something will happen to you?

No matter what, Liang Gong, who quickly returned to the carriage, didn't see anything strange. The corridor was completely empty, and there was no one around. After checking back and forth, he found that the sleeping people were still having sweet dreams, and there was no movement at all.

Maybe I heard it wrong!

Liang Gong was not sure whether the sound just now was really the sound of fighting. Anyway, everything seemed to be fine, and the system boss was silent, so it was probably fine!

He lit a second cigarette and continued to smoke his cigarette. Thinking about it, it was fate to meet Mrs. Huang, Palette Girl, Xiao Tiantian, martial arts girl, etc. during the trip. He even didn’t have to work part-time in the future. Also, a friend who saw his tricks actually handed over his business card and offered a high price, saying that he wanted to be his manager. With his origami skills, he could basically make a lot of money, and even attending the Spring Festival Gala was no problem.

Liang Daxia, who had just been introduced to him with a smile, was not interested in the job of playing tricks, but it was fate that we met each other, so collecting the business card may be of use in the future.

In fact, in the quiet middle of the night, it is really good to be alone and calm down, especially on a fast train. However, this good mood was ruined by the footsteps coming from the carriage.

Liang Gong continued to smoke his cigarette, but glanced out of the corner of his eye. He saw two middle-aged men wearing the same suit that was obviously too big and ill-fitting, with casual shoes on their feet, and carrying large and small bags in both hands.

When these two people came closer, his eyes narrowed. Oh my god! One of them actually had his backpack in his hand.

Damn, you have the guts to accept even my brother’s things.

The two people obviously didn't expect that there would be people smoking here so late. They were stunned for a moment, but the alert person behind them said: "Brother, are we almost at the station?"

The one in front also woke up and said, "Well! It's almost here, let's get ready first."

At this time, Liang Gong turned to look at each other. The two men also nodded friendly to Yang Jian, but in the dim light, Liang Daxia confirmed that his backpack was in the hands of this "brother". What was even more funny was the color matching. Panmei's small bag is also entangled with each other. It's hard for you and me to separate.

Okay! They are quite clever with their hands and feet. He remembered that sister Rongrong slept with her small bag in her arms. The two of them could pull out the bag without disturbing anyone, and their skills were considered to be on the stage.

Liang Gong has always been quite close to those who hang out on the train. After all, he used to hang out at Wuyang Railway Station. People in the world pay attention to fish helping water and water helping fish. It is always right to form a good relationship, but This means not to offend him.

The backpack is in my hands now. Although it only contains a few clothes, instant noodles, and a few drinks, and is not worth a lot of money, I still have to rely on this backpack to support the scene. Damn, I just walked along like that. I really think I am. Dead person?

And I don’t know whether these two guys are brave people with high skills, or they are very low-tech people. They both only pick small bags, so they each have five or six handbags, handbags and other things in their hands. This is too much. Well, at least bring a big bag to hold these small bags. It’s okay to carry large and small bags when going out, but there is no point in carrying a dozen small bags of various kinds when going out, not to mention that some of them are women. package.

The "brother" saw Liang Gong's eyes wandering around his hand, and probably noticed something was wrong. He exchanged glances with his brother, suddenly dropped the bags in their hands on the ground, took out the dagger from his arms and pointed it at Liang Gong. , the elder brother still had a ferocious smile on his face, waved his dagger and said: "Boy, please stop meddling in other people's business!" This meant that he should be more sensible.

Liang Gong looked at the two of them with a mixture of laughter and laughter. Nowadays, people in the world are so unskilled, okay! I won't offend others unless they offend me. Let's do a little exercise and see if I can sleep better later.

The two thieves saw that he was silent and thought he was scared. Then they breathed a sigh of relief and lowered their hands holding the dagger slightly.

Suddenly, the little lamb opposite turned into a tiger, revealing its ferocious claws and teeth. It only took one step and inserted itself between the two of them. Before they had time to react, both of them felt a sharp pain in their right hands at the same time and had to let go of the dagger. The next second After receiving a blow on each neck, the person fell into drowsiness and darkness.

Damn it, is that all?

Seeing that the two of them stopped without even resisting, Liang Daxia, who wanted to exercise a little, was a little disappointed. When he was angry, he simply made a pose with the two guys, and walked back with his and the palette girl's bags. Well, with the severity of his attack, he wouldn't be able to wake up within a few hours.

Seeing the weird looks of the two of them, Liang Gong nodded with satisfaction, thinking that there would be something good to watch when he got up in the morning. Then he turned around and returned to the berth. He saw the color palette, Rong Rong, Wu Zhi, lying on her back with her feet spread wide open. After a long sleep, I realized that it wasn't because of my good skills, but because sister Rongrong was too powerful.

He gently put the bag back into her arms, and looked back and forth several times along her two long legs to the bulging little bun at the end, collecting some reward. Although he couldn't eat, it was enough to look at it.

Go to sleep, it's late at night.

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As usual, I go to work at eight in the morning and get off work at eight in the evening. Nima Qiuqiu has even forgotten the contract she signed. Is it an eight-hour shift or a twelve-hour shift?