Hero Cultivation System

Liang Gong was woken up early in the morning by the ringing of his cell phone.

"Oh no! Boss, I didn't go to bed until three o'clock yesterday. Didn't the company say that couriers don't need to clock in and go to work every day? They just need to be there whenever they are called?"

Before the daily fixed exercise in the system was finished, Daxia Liang was forcefully brought back to the real world by the ringtone of his cell phone. Of course, his temper was not very good!

"Little bird, how did you do it?" Huang Rongrong's voice was urgent.

"How did you do that?" Liang Gong, who was still immersed in the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, couldn't figure out what she was talking about.

"It's Mr. Ying's business! He called us early in the morning to thank us for our successful delivery. Fortunately, he praised you and said that he would appoint you to work next time if necessary, so I asked you how you did it? Beautiful The hospital and prison are not that easy to get into. They tried their best to pick up the hemorrhoids and glasses but in the end they didn't dare to accept them. How come you were able to get them done in less than half a day?"

Wait, why do you designate me to attend work? I am not a duck, and I still use the naming system.

"Boss, I am the Bird Hero, what does this little thing mean? By the way, remember that if you name me next time, you will have to pay a naming fee!"

Tsk! This... I seem to be a bit inconsistent, but as the saying goes, if you have money, don't make a bastard. The appearance fee is money, and the nomination fee is also money.

Boss Huang was obviously amused by him. He laughed so hard on the phone that he said after a while: "Okay! Master Bird, go and open an account. In order to reward your first successful order, I will take the commission this time." The company will pay you immediately. Remember to turn on your mobile phone and you will be there soon! By the way, remember to come into the company in the afternoon. The company will treat everyone to a dinner in the evening to celebrate your joining the company."

Damn it! It’s not like joining the company for a meal, but it’s not like Liang Shanbo, but you can earn 50,000 yuan in one night. This is serious money!

The extremely excited Liang Daxia immediately got up and went out, wanting to share it with Ah Ping as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Wang Ping, whose eyes were red and looked haggard, was already standing outside. It was obvious that he had not slept all night again.

Liang Gong was about to talk to him nicely, but Wang Ping grabbed his hand and said, "Brother, you got up just in time, come and take a look!" The little guy impatiently pulled Liang Gong towards the guest house's notebook.

"Hey! What's wrong?" I have been teased by Wang Ping more than once recently. Although everything is true to his words, the temperament of a technical geek really does not dare to accept his advice.

"Brother, I know why those Americans had to catch me." Although Wang Ping revealed the secret, he did not have a happy expression. Instead, his face was very sad, obviously thinking of his parents who died because of him.

Although he could see clearly, Liang Gong pretended not to know and asked: "Have you solved the mystery? Why?"

"I think the other files are not that big a deal. For example, slowly checking the information of three million Ai Kuang users may be useful, but it is absolutely impossible for my family to suffer a huge disaster in such a short period of time..." Wang Ping quickly clicked on several files, leaving Liang Gong dazzled.

"...I guess they actually came here for two videos. Brother, look at this video..." Wang Ping clicked on the file, and the unsightly footage immediately appeared.

"Huh? It's an American blockbuster, right? There's nothing good about American movies, there's a lot of fake breasts, and there's no plot, and they start to work right away as soon as they're in the shot. It's quite disgusting to watch too many of them." Liang Gong, the master of Japanese romance action dramas, commented on this. The ratings of American blockbusters are quite low.

"Pfft! Brother, I'm not asking you to see their actions, but this person..." Wang Ping, who was laughing so hard, pointed at the older actor and said, "Can you see clearly? Then look at this person.

..." He clicked on another webpage, pointed to the photo in the center and said, "Do they look alike to you?"

"Pfft!" Liang Gong, who was drinking water, immediately spurted out a mouthful of water, almost soaking Wang Ping's beloved notebook.

What do they look like? They are clearly the same person.

"This guy is not a CIA..." Liang Gong pointed to the photo in the center of the webpage and was speechless.

"That's right! It should be him. Where do you think this video was found?" Wang Ping's disdainful smile immediately made Liang Gong guess:

"Could it be in the FBI..."

"Hahaha, that's it. Likewise, watch another video and this webpage..." Another video appeared, also an American action blockbuster starring an old guy.

"Holy crap! The same thing..."

"Yes! This video was also found from their old enemy. Brother, I think it's because these two videos cannot be leaked out, so they sent out experts to travel thousands of miles to venture to China. I invaded CIA earlier, so those

If the superpowers come first, the FBI people will probably follow soon."

"I'll rub it! People on both sides are grabbing each other's handles. If a dog bites a dog, what does it have to do with you?"

"Yes! It's because dogs bite and dogs are wary of each other, so it hasn't exploded yet. Brother, do you think if we release these two videos, will it add fuel to the fire and make them work harder?"

"You mean..." Liang Gong opened his eyes wide. He had already thought of what Wang Ping was going to do, but he had to say that this move was really destructive.

"Well! If they are in the first grade of junior high school, I dare to be in the fifteenth grade. At worst, it will cost me my life, but they can... hehehe!"

"Hey hey hey!"

The two of them smiled sinisterly at each other, and it must be said that their smiles were very gay.

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It had just dawned in the DC Special Administrative Region thousands of miles away, and a streak of fish belly white appeared on the horizon. Richardson, the political broker and gossip monger, stayed up all night and still couldn't think of a way to do it. His Mediterranean head didn't have many hairs in the first place, and when he grabbed it hard and pinched it, he suddenly

Hundreds more died under the fingers.

"Nah, the FBI is bullying people too much." Richardson slapped the table angrily, and several empty beer bottles fell under the table. Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, otherwise he would have to clean it up.

Called.

Speaking of which, he really hasn't done anything big. He just made up some stories and defrauded a few idiots from the East for a little money. It's not like Americans' money is a big deal. They want to see the senator anyway.

I don't want to do anything good.

Moreover, there are only about eight hundred people like him in the Special Administrative Region. Although everyone walking on the road during the day is well-dressed, there are not many like him living in a shabby motel that costs 30 meters a day.

There are people here, but everyone is just making ends meet by relying on foreigners who want to lobby the US government.

But the FBI didn't let him go this time, and actually ordered him to leave the Special Administrative Region within forty-eight hours. Fake! He is almost fifty years old and has been here for twenty years. Once he leaves the Special Administrative Region, he is like a fish out of water.

Do you have to go down? Doesn’t this push him to a dead end?

"Alas!" Looking at the pistol on the table, Richardson wondered if he had the courage to go to the last road?

"Hey!" Yi Meier's warning on the laptop screen attracted his attention. He originally thought that his friend would help him find a way to escape, but he didn't expect that when he opened the account, he found a spam email.

"Shit! What kind of shit is this? FBI high-definition love action movie with no lock code? CIA bastard showdown? Fuck! It's this kind of viral post again, and it uses such a sensational title, damn, we all think we are idiots

ah!"

Richardson took a sip of beer and raised his hand to press the delete button, but at this moment his hand hesitated in the air and accidentally opened the email.

"It's going to be driven away anyway. This laptop can only be sold for a small amount of money. Why are we worried about viruses?"

After a night of drinking, Richardson was already a little drunk. He muttered to himself and opened the attached video. The sip of wine immediately sprayed on the screen with a "poof" sound.

"Shit!" He quickly stood up and wiped it clean with paper. Fortunately, this Chinese-made notebook was of excellent quality, so nothing happened.

"Fuck! This is..." Richardson couldn't believe what he saw. All the female relatives in the man's family in the video were fucked by him all night. He was so filled with hatred that he even wanted to kill him.

I have all my ideas, but he is in a high position and a little bug like him would be hard-pressed to get close to, let alone kill him.

I didn't expect to see his heroic performance with his bare belly at this moment, and this woman also looks very familiar...ah! Could it be that someone's wife?

He couldn't wait to open another video and watch it, and he immediately fell off his chair.

Another big boss, and this time he brought his wife to do it with another couple. This is... wife swapping?

No! The other guy seems to be...

Damn it, whatever it seems to be, it is obviously! This is a big scandal!

Oops! This is going to break the sky.

Richardson sat back in his chair and stared blankly for a long time before gritting his teeth and putting his hand on his notebook.

Go to hell, if you break the sky, break the sky. It’s none of my business. Just when you’re about to take a nap, someone will give you a pillow. This kind of good thing can be extrapolated. If you operate it well, you can make a good profit. If it doesn’t work, you will definitely let it go.

These sons of bitches are so good-looking, let’s see if they dare to kick me out!

Although he was full of enthusiasm, he still carefully checked the video and initially judged that there should be no problem before picking up the phone:

"Hey! Brother, guess what I have on hand? This is a big deal..."