Hero Cultivation System

(Today and tomorrow, in order to express our gratitude to Maitian Dudou Da and My Name is Lost Ye Da, who have strongly supported this book, in addition to the two basic guaranteed chapters, each will add an additional chapter. At the same time, I would also like to thank the Night Lone Walker Da, as well as 17k and mobile network.

Other book lovers have expressed their love and support for this book. Fatty Qiu is really not physically strong, otherwise I would really like to have an unlimited update to express my extreme gratitude to all book friends.)

Spring City is usually brightly lit and bustling with traffic at night, making it particularly beautiful. A corner of Qingfeng County is also lit by neon lights, contrasting with the street lights by the river. It is full of tourists and a sleepless scene.

On the contrary, in the other corner of the county, the night was dark and quiet, and most people had already fallen asleep. There were only one or two small stalls on the street waiting for people returning home at night, and wanderers hanging around the stalls praying for some bones and leftovers.

Dog, bring some life to the dead night.

However, there are several black figures moving around downstairs of a certain six-story residential building. If you look carefully, two of them have been attached to the outer wall of the third floor and are slowly moving upwards. There are two other black figures on the ground.

Shadow watched all four directions, and his ears were alert in all directions. There was another figure watching the wind at the entrance of the alley further away.

"fxxk, Peter, can you move faster?" The man who spoke was wearing black shoes, black clothes, black pants, and a black hood. Even the skin of the exposed eyes was black. Except for the white teeth exposed when he spoke, he was said to be a ghost.

I'm afraid some people believe it.

"Here, Danzo, don't you know that these iron scissors are very heavy? Otherwise, I'll let you carry it yourself!" Another smaller figure wearing the same style of clothing was carrying a big one on his back.

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Suddenly, a low roar came from the intercom in their ears: "Shut up, you two idiots."

Danny, who was anxious at work downstairs, now hated the person in charge of the CIA's Chinese branch. It was hard to choose anyone, but he was assigned these two bastards as his subordinates. Damn it!

Working in China was inherently deficient, and every household had heavy iron doors and windows. The standard procedures he was familiar with proved useless after field exploration.

Isn't it? It would be fine if there was only an iron door, and it wouldn't take much effort to open the lock. But there is actually an iron gate as thick as an arm stuck in the door. Even if you know how to open the lock, it will be useless.

So the only solution now is to enter through the outer wall, but the superiors sent these two niggas and bananas who have failed to achieve anything but failed. And the team member next to him is already over the retirement age. In addition to being able to act as a warning,

It was of no use at all. The experienced Danny had no choice but to keep greeting the female immediate family members of the branch leaders.

"You two, please pay attention to me and don't mess up the mission, otherwise I will beat you until your mother doesn't even recognize you." Danny kept threatening him, but Danzo and Peter above didn't seem to care much about him and continued.

Climbing up, they kept bickering.

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In a small rental house on the roof.

There were scraps and rotten bones on the table, and empty wine bottles scattered on the floor.

Liang Daxia was counting the wine bottles on the ground, and he became stunned even as he counted them.

Oh my god! Is it the hero's liver or the wine's liver that I got?

47 beer bottles, 4 half-pound Erguotou wine bottles, 2 four-liang Erguotou wine bottles, and 1 broken Langjiu bottle.

He swallowed and looked at his stomach again. Where did all the wine go? Could it be that there is an alien space in his body?

In the evening, after Aunt Wang learned that Liang Gong had rescued Wang Ping, the whole family first thanked him and returned all the rent deposit he paid to him. In the end, Liang Gong refused in every possible way, but Aunt Wang saw that he had brought

For a supper, I personally cooked a plate of spicy chicken and a plate of cucumbers for him to drink. Uncle Wang, who did not drink, gave him a bottle of Langjiu that he had treasured for many years.

There was wine and food, and the drunken Liang Daxia drank by himself. After drinking several bottles of beer, he still didn't feel drunk at all. After thinking about it, he opened the wine and drank it all, but it still had no effect at all, so he started to fight hard.

, he went back and forth to the shop downstairs for several rounds of killings, and he didn't stop until the shop was closed and there was nowhere to buy alcohol. However, he was sober after having had enough food and wine.

In the end, when he did the calculation, he was shocked. He usually drank three to five bottles of beer. Today, he drank more than four kilograms of liquor alone, not counting the nearly forty bottles of beer.

,Brother, are you drunk today?

Damn, with such a drinking capacity, I ran to become an official when I didn’t want to be a hero that day. With this drinking capacity and Cheng Qiang’s thick skin, I have two powerful tools in the officialdom. I can do anything as a director or mayor.

"Crack!" Daxia Liang, who was cleaning up the mess, heard the discordant sound. For this reason, he also tried to collide two wine bottles to make a "clang" sound.

"Click!" The sound sounded again. Although it was very weak, in the quiet night, to Liang Gong's ears, whose hearing had greatly improved after exercising, it was undoubtedly like the ringing of a temple bell.

Damn, what are you doing! It's so late.

Liang Daxia, whose curiosity was aroused by the discordant sound, had just walked out of the room when an even more unpleasant voice sounded in his heart again:

"I'm sorry! After drinking so much, are you broken in love or are you just not having sex before going to bed? Why are you sad? Admit it, you can't get drunk when you are a hero, don't waste money. Be serious and get to work, Shimi

The task of protecting the country and the people is discovered below, and five Americans intend to kidnap Wang Ping.

The mission goal is to kill the Americans and don’t let Wang Ping get lost.

Things are a little difficult, and you will be rewarded with 5 drops of blood when completed.

As for the punishment for failure, hehehe, the failure will be sealed again by the unknown old monk until the Yi Jin Jing is completed.

I don’t bother to ask whether you accept it or not. Do you still have the freedom not to accept it?”

Ahem! I'm really not used to the tone of the handsome pot system. In the past, I at least asked if I accepted it. If I didn't answer, I would take over my body. Now I don't even ask. Do I still have human rights?

The mission itself was not a big deal. Ever since I rescued Wang Ping this afternoon, I had my doubts, but I didn't know that the person Wang Ping offended was actually an American.

But it’s okay, I was shot several times at the consulate that day, and I felt very unhappy. Today I just want to collect some interest, and killing Americans is like killing chickens, so I don’t have any psychological burden.

It’s just that the punishment for failure is getting more and more deceptive. In the afternoon, it was self-inflicted, but now it’s the old monk’s seal. When it comes to sexual well-being, you need to ask clearly:

"Shuai Guo, I'm sorry to ask, how long does it take to form the Yi Jin Jing?"

"Hehehe, soon, it will be eighty years for a person with good talent, and about one hundred and sixty years for your limited qualifications. Of course, these are all algorithms in the system. You can calculate it yourself in real life outside. I

No time!"

Damn it! Just do the math yourself. In the system, three months is equal to one day in the outside world, one year is equal to four days, eighty years is equal to three hundred and twenty days, one hundred and sixty years is equal to 640 days, it’s almost two years. Years of time!

No, I have wasted so many opportunities to lose my virginity by being sealed before. I definitely can’t wait for another two years. Damn it, gods will kill gods and Buddhas if they stop them. Who dares to stop me from losing my virginity!

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"Danzo, can you please be quieter when you cut the iron window? Do you want to expose your whereabouts?" Peter Banana, a small man in black, crawled under Danzo and took the iron bar he handed over.

At this time, Danzo was holding a large hydraulic scissor, clicking and cutting the iron window outside the window on the fifth floor. He pretended not to hear Peter's words, but clicked even more energetically.

Even Danny, who was five stories away, couldn't stand these two idiots:

"fxxk! Danzo, can't you be gentler? If you want to go to jail in China, why don't I bang you first and then talk about it, don't drag us into it."

Danny's roar frightened Danzo so much that he almost dropped the iron scissors in his hand. This time he didn't dare to cut randomly anymore. He cut at regular intervals, and soon a big hole was created that could accommodate people in and out. Almost completed.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from his head that made him fly to the sky!

"hello!fxxk!shit!iaming!"

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The first update is here, the second update will be uploaded at 8pm tonight.