Hero Cultivation System

At 8:50 in the morning, Cheng Xing, the security captain of Jingcheng Supermarket in the center of the city, swung down from the security room on the second floor with a toothpick in his mouth and a telescopic baton in his hand.

He has been in a good mood these past two days.

The name of Jingcheng Supermarket was changed back, so that he, the little leader of the north branch of the city, could be put to use.

He had been working as a security guard for two months, and had been depressed for two months. Finally, he finally cleared the air and could start his underworld activities again.

I usually have enough to eat and drink, and I have nothing to do but beat up customers who dare to make trouble, or take the girl to the security room upstairs under the pretext of stealing and have fun. Damn it, even if you are an emperor in the underworld, you will not change it.

Cheng Xing insists on opening the electric door every day. This ceremony is like a beast declaring its territory. Since he is the boss of Jingcheng Supermarket, of course he is the only one who can open the door.

"Whoa." As soon as the door opened, Cheng Xing took a closer look and thought he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and saw clearly again, but he was almost scared to the point of weakness.

After being stunned for a while, he woke up and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and called: "Ahan, this is... Captain Cheng, hurry up and call all the security guards down to the door, no... call everyone in the whole supermarket to the door. , take the guys, hurry up, we... we are in trouble." Cheng Xing finished speaking intermittently, but did not dare to move at all.

"Brother Cheng, we are here, what's going on?" The four security guards were followed by more than a dozen supermarket employees, both men and women, all holding batons or sticks. They looked at Cheng Xing standing at the entrance of the supermarket in shock. I feel very strange.

Cheng Xing was speechless and could only raise his hand tremblingly and point forward.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and almost peeed in fear, and several female cashiers even screamed in fright.

"What trouble did we get into yesterday...day?" Cashier Lao Yu murmured to himself.

"No! Nothing happened yesterday. No one was beaten." A security guard stared outside and said unconsciously.

"Then what's going on with them?" Lao Yu asked, pointing to the door.

"Who knew! The products in our supermarket are so good, we need to line up early in the morning to buy them." Cheng Xing regained his composure and said.

"But they didn't line up! What on earth do these people want to do?" Lao Yu stared at the door and continued.

These "them" were not just ten or twenty people. There were at least a thousand people outside the Jingcheng Supermarket, forming a semi-arc circle around the Jingcheng Supermarket's door, layer upon layer, covering the entire road. They were all occupied, and the twenty or so people in the innermost circle were still about five or six meters away from the gate.

These people include men and women, old and young, ranging from adults and aunts in their seventies and eighties to children of four and five years old. Some of them are carrying backpacks and briefcases, as if they are waiting for something to be done. After finishing work, they went to work, just like going to school, but some people were wearing pajamas and pajamas, as if they had just gotten out of bed.

With such a huge gap in age and background, it is absolutely impossible for them to be the same person.

But the most terrifying thing was not the number of people, but the fact that thousands of people were silent, with everyone holding their hands behind their backs and standing silently motionless.

"Call... the police," Cheng Xing looked more and more suspicious. He turned his head and instructed the security guard beside him.

"Brother Cheng, we are a gangster. If you call the police, it will really destroy your prestige. It's better to call the branch owner." The security guard has the self-esteem of a gangster. Calling the police is something common people do. We are gangsters. If you are a member of the underworld, of course you have to go to your boss if something goes wrong. The two cannot be confused.

"Your concubine, there are thousands of people here. Is it useful for those birdies from the helm to come here? Go call the police." Cheng Xingcai is not that stupid. He is a good citizen. If the police don't protect him, who will he protect?

"What are they waiting for?" Lao Yu also calmed down and began to notice the differences among the more than a thousand people outside.

But they soon discovered what these people were waiting for.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

"It's nine o'clock." someone in the crowd shouted.

"It's nine o'clock." The crowd announced the time one after another.

Cheng Xing, Lao Yu and others looked at each other, wondering what nine o'clock meant.

"Does nine o'clock mean we should open the door?" Lao Yu couldn't help but ask.

Suddenly, the young man standing in the front row shouted loudly: "It's nine o'clock, brother, I'll go up first." After saying that, he waved forward the hand hidden behind his back.

Cheng Xing only saw a wave of his hand, and then there was a "pop" sound, and an egg hit Lao Yu'er's head. The white and yolk intertwined flowed down from her head, and there was a lot of fishy smell. It was obvious that she was an egg. Rotten eggs.

"Hey, I hit it." The young man who lost the egg jumped up happily and shouted.

"I'm coming too."

"It's my turn."

The sound came one after another, and eggs flew out of thin air, catching all the security guards and supermarket employees off guard. Everyone was hit by multiple rotten eggs, mixed with a few overripe tomatoes, and they were covered in yellow, red and white. Terrible.

"Quick, hurry in and close the door." Cheng Xing had a few eggshells stuck to his eyebrows and tomato residue on his chin and collar. He turned around and rushed into the supermarket in a hurry, closing the electric door to isolate everyone. Outside.

The people outside did not stop when the door closed. Hundreds of rotten eggs smashed on the glass door, making a crackling sound. Soon the appearance of Jingcheng Supermarket looked like it had been washed by eggs.

The crowd outside went from silence to excitement, and after the egg was thrown, it even turned into a series of laughter. The more people threw the egg, the more energetic they became, and the more they threw it, the happier they became. They spit out all the suffocation in their chests through the egg-washing Jingcheng Supermarket.

Liang Gong and "Let Me Go" boss Huang Rongrong, Hemorrhoids, Glasses and others stood behind the crowd with smiles, watching the spectacular scene of thousands of eggs flying towards Jingcheng Supermarket, and everyone happily clapped and congratulated each other. In the camera, several people looked at each other, laughed and turned to leave.

A scene similar to the one in front of Jingcheng Supermarket was staged in front of dozens of companies and properties in Jing'an Club in Spring City at the same time. In particular, the Jing'an Building where Jing'an Club is located was surrounded by tens of thousands of people, who squeezed in. It takes half an hour to drop an egg and then walk out again.

As for the Jing'an Congregation, except for sporadic resistance in a few places at the beginning, all the doors were closed after 9:05, and they were not opened until the crowd dispersed. Not a single member of the Jing'an Congregation who was strutting around yesterday was seen. .

Seeing them being so timid, Chuncheng people who didn't know about it at first or didn't catch up simply bought some eggs and tomatoes when they had time, and threw them away at any time. People came and went in front of Jing'anhui's properties all day long. There was an endless stream of people, and eventually the egg juice and egg liquid in front of the companies located in the city center such as "Jingcheng Supermarket" and "Anxuan Beauty" became dry and wet, wet and dry, and turned out to be several inches thick.

Not only that, the first thing people in Chuncheng say when they meet each other all day today is "Did you go and throw it away?". If the answer is no, your friend will turn around and leave without paying any attention to you.

These people who were obviously out had no choice but to catch up and find out more about it, and quickly bought a catty of eggs to follow the trend.

Some people don't even need to buy eggs. There is a small store on the street that was charged several thousand yuan in protection fees yesterday. This morning, all the eggs and duck eggs in the store were moved to the door of the store and marked "Only for delivery, not for sale." , just come forward and say "Diao Jing'an Hui", and the shop owner will deliver two to you.

The police were dumbfounded when they arrived at the scene after receiving dozens of calls to report the crime. Thousands of people came and went without stopping, throwing eggs and tomatoes without saying a word, making it impossible for them to stop or not to stop. In the end, they simply stopped at the police station. While maintaining order at the scene, a few policemen who had suffered losses from the Jing'an Society in the past even asked for an egg to enjoy themselves secretly.

That day and into the evening, people continued to drop eggs at various industries in Jing'anhui. Eggs, duck eggs, and tomatoes were sold out of supermarkets, small shops, and markets in Chuncheng City. The next morning, I saw you at the breakfast table of Chuncheng people. Less than one egg.

In the following week, the faint smell of rotten eggs could be smelled everywhere in Chuncheng City, but the people in Chuncheng were very happy with it.

At midnight: "Dark Heartless" posted a second post on behalf of Bird Hero, with only four words in the theme:

"As you wish."