I give the world destruction and rebirth

"Hey, Faulkner! MY MEN, I got some good stuff today, and I thought of you first!" A bulk boy who spoke with a hip-hop accent held the prelude in one hand and rubbed his scalp, and the other hand The phone is open and open: "You are a young and rich lucky boy! Believe me, this is the best thing you have ever seen!"

"Oh Kurt." The voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little nervous and helpless: "Kurt, I'm a little tight lately. My dad has restricted my funding channels. Maybe after a while?"

"Hey, man, what you said made Kurt very unhappy. You are my favorite boy, so I guess you are the first one to call me. You don't want me to make my first sale today, right?" This particular man had just inhaled some addictive compounds, and the itching sensation continued to rise along his blood vessels.

The cold muzzle of the prelude exerted pressure along the place where the blood flowed. The cold touch and pressure made him gasp uncontrollably.

"Kurt? Are you high now?" Faulkner on the other side of the phone suddenly became more nervous: "Okay, Kurt, I'm honored that you can think of me first, so I can buy less. What? I have 6,500 in cash on hand right now, and I can give it to you right away. You can give me as much goods as you can buy, okay?"

"Faulkner, Kurt is very unhappy. You bought twenty-five thousand dollars last time. I know you like this stuff, but you only bought sixty-five thousand this time. People on the street thought it was Kurt's goods. Come on." Kurt loaded the prelude gently, and the crisp metallic sound instantly made the customer on the other side of the phone feel the pressure.

"It has nothing to do with your goods Kurt, it's my problem. I bought a lot of Colinin's shares before." Faulkner tried to explain, but Kurt, who was unconscious, lost his patience.

"Shut up! You son of a bitch! I know what you are all thinking! Kurt's goods are out of date! Kurt's goods are not exciting enough! Elysium's goods are good enough! You are all ungrateful bastards!" Kurt used The thickened handle of the prelude slammed the coffee table: "I tell you! Kurt's products are the best in the world! There are no additives! It is the essence of pure natural herbal plant extracts! Even the fertilizer is completely natural! "

"Kurt! Kurt! Calm down! Ten thousand! This is all I have!" Faulkner compromised under the threat: "I will send someone to pick up the goods from you in the afternoon, cash transaction!"

"Very good, Faulkner, we should have discussed this a long time ago." Kurt was finally satisfied with the price and leaned back comfortably, and the leather sofa made a comfortable creaking sound.

Kurt took out a cigar that had fallen in from the crack of the sofa. He picked up a banknote from the pile of cash on the table and lit it, then lit the cigar.

There is no doubt that he is a superhuman being, and Faulkner, who was very polite on the phone and repeatedly gave in, is the son of a nearby corporate executive.

Kurt's ability is [Plant Extraction]. As a street gangster with only a primary school education, Kurt even understood the meaning of the word extraction after searching online for a long time.

But the most unreasonable thing about superhuman beings is this. Kurt doesn't understand anything, but supernatural abilities are more like instincts. He used his own abilities on the Sankeshan silk seedlings he planted without any instruction.

Then Kurt got an unprecedented extract. In terms of experience alone, it was much better than the flagship product of Paradise Pharmaceuticals at the time!

And every time goods are produced through extraction, Kurt's perception will become more sensitive than before. To this day, Kurt can even hear the sound of a bullet being loaded two hundred meters away.

This keen perception not only brings Kurt a far greater pleasure in smoking than ordinary people, but also makes him a ruthless character that ordinary gang forces cannot provoke.

Within a few months, Kurt became a big boss. At the same time, he was also a well-known UP owner of puppy videos, which was an important channel for him to export bulk goods.

In Kurt's opinion, it is easy to become popular on puppy videos. He knows what people like him want. What those Shabby fans like to see most is to put the barrel of a gun into other people's mouths and watch them cry. Tears, seeing myself driving a different luxury car every day, bringing different girls into different situations.

Those people dreamed that they would awaken as superhuman beings one day and live a good life like Kurt the next day, and it was this future that Kurt showed them.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Kurt, who comes from a lower class background, has no idea how to manage his wealth. He only knows that as long as he is ruthless enough, he can eat and occupy more.

Kurt, who was so drunk that he had nothing to do, turned on the live broadcast of the puppy video, intending to open the eyes of his Shabi fans and let them see how hot the girl he was going to date was.

The girl won't arrive for another forty minutes, so starting the live broadcast now is just the right time to warm up the place and see if we can find some potential customers.

Recently, Bliss Pharmaceuticals has launched a new flagship product, the third generation of Bliss Paradise. It has fast effects, strong medicinal effects, and you can choose different experiences. It’s amazing!

But for Kurt, this is not good news. He will never be able to sell his goods at the same price as Bliss Pharmaceuticals. Those capitalist bastards have turned this industry from luxury goods to daily necessities, using cheap The prices are high and the goods are distributed in large quantities, as if there is no limit to production capacity.

Kurt now somewhat understood why those Latin American warlords advertised pure natural and pollution-free Sabi, because apart from that, those addictive drugs processed by ancient methods had no advantages at all.

Some time ago, a big boss there contacted Kurt, hoping to reach a cooperation with him. They can provide unlimited raw materials, and Kurt only needs to be responsible for the processing. They can join forces to launch an ancient product. The flagship product of French craftsmanship is like the paradise of Paradise Pharmaceuticals.

They had already thought of a name, and they called it Psychedelic Hell.

But Kurt still wants to think about it, after all, he is living a happy life now, and suddenly he cooperates with those ruthless characters who kill without batting an eye, and it is easy for him to be eaten up to the bone.

"Hi! Kurt! When are you going to call me again? I can't forget your big dick." A female fan with a hot avatar sent a message immediately after seeing him on the air.

But Kurt would never have sex with the same woman a second time without looking at her. This was not only a matter of principle, but also a matter of safety.

"Kurt, have you registered for the Sabi Superhuman Registration Act?" asked another fan. His avatar is the long-outdated Losas organization LOGO. Judging from the popularity, this person has been out of date for at least a year and a half. .

Kurt didn't want to talk to this outdated old guy at all, but more and more people began to ask about this matter, making Kurt feel that he had to stand up and show off his toughness.

"I'm not going to register this kind of Shabi Act! No matter who wants to know Uncle Kurt's detailed information, he has to come to the door with a gun and ask me! Because Uncle Kurt has long been prepared to fight with others! Kurt said excitedly, picked up the Prelude from the table and put it in front of the camera: "See! I'm ready to load it!"

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Die to all the garbage people! Uncle Kurt's three-dimensionality is a secret! If you want to know how big I am, I suggest you come to my crotch and try it out!" Kurt turned on the music and improvised a few words , and took some drugs by the way.

Kurt trembled violently on the screen, twitching back and forth like he was having a seizure, and finally shuddered and stared at the screen with bloodshot eyes: "If anyone wants to buy some real ruthless goods, contact Uncle Kurt! All first-time customers enjoy a 22% discount!”

Following his words, the background software automatically printed the advertising words on the screen with dynamic special effects: pure natural, pollution-free, no additives, no chemical compounds.

Start another line and write in larger font: Look for the Cote brand and ferment for one hundred and eighty days!

"What do you think of him? He has 220,000 followers, is very popular, is arrogant, and is a bastard. He is a standard scumbag, and he is live broadcasting. Even if you kill him in front of the whole world, it is absolutely legal." Mi Colson held the remote control with great interest, constantly changing the live broadcast screen in the conference room, and finally stopped at Kurt.

That rap was played repeatedly by him in a bad way, which made Tangji's temples tingle.

"Nine malicious assaults, twelve thefts, three burglaries, and a suspect in three murders." Mikkelsen got Kurt's record from Aria in the blink of an eye: "He either found a good lawyer , or just find the right way with the local law enforcement bureau, tsk tsk.”

As a former law enforcer, if he had any personal preferences, people like Kurt would undoubtedly be among the top ten on Tangji's hunting list.

They may not be as evil as the pioneers, players, or even jealousy, but such people undoubtedly use all kinds of methods to do evil within the scope of their abilities.

People like Kurt are willing to do anything for their own desires, and they are smart enough to live longer by not provoking targets they can't deal with.

They are the most intuitive representatives of evil that ordinary people can come into contact with, and they can also lead to more villains.

"I think he is a typical example, very representative." Wang Zhengdao said very seriously: "And I won't waste much time. I am happy to make a trip."

"I also vote for him. His music taste is terrible." Wu Qianying raised his hands. This was already the fourth candidate they had seen.

Of course Tang Ji can't kill those superhumans just because they refuse to register as required by the FBAS Bureau, but he does have the right to arrest them and keep them in the central prison for a while. Even if they pay a high bail, this time It won’t be shortened to less than two weeks.

But for the first time doing this kind of thing, everyone felt that it would be lucky to find someone who could see the blood.

After all, the director of the FBAS bureau went on a personal trip, fired a few shots, and spattered blood everywhere. It would be too inconsistent with Tang Ji's character.

"I choose him too! He and Tang use the same gun! This is a serious provocation!" Aaliyah fixed the screen on Kurt's prelude: "The temperament does not match at all!"

"There are plenty of reasons." Vicky followed suit and nodded: "I also think it's inappropriate and seems to be provocative."

"Then, how about we ask the Director to leave a message online and give a warning?" Mikkelsen pushed the screen to Tang Ji and winked at him: "I use the official account of the FBAS Bureau. Everyone Every word represents the law.”

"What should I write?" Tang Ji had often appeared on the other side of the screen before, but this time he suddenly sat behind the screen and became a little nervous.

"Just write that you will complete the superhuman registration bill in accordance with the requirements of the FBAS Bureau within five minutes, otherwise don't call it unforeseen." Wu Qianying pointed out.

"Don't tell me you didn't predict what you said?"

what does that mean? Kurt, whose education level was similar to that of Martin Sanye, was confused. His somewhat frozen brain, numbed by the ruthless man, kept trying to regain his consciousness.

As a superhuman, he privately still has lingering fears about Tang, the law enforcer behind the FBAS Bureau.

Usually showing off during live broadcasts and not registering personal information are all 'little things'. As a veteran who frequently travels between prison and home, Kurt has always kept a tight control.

He could brag every day about how tough he was and how much he resisted registering, but given his courage, he didn't dare to say one more word about Tang Ji.

Even though Tang Ji was a big shot, Kurt always felt that if he said a word starting with F, he would be shot sooner or later.

But today is different from the past. Kurt is having a great time, and the official warning from the FBAS Bureau suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room, which also made tens of thousands of fans excited.

Countless barrages were sent out, either criticizing Tang Ji or shouting long live Losas and long live transhumanism.

The enthusiastic Kurt was also coerced by this public opinion and shouted in front of the screen: "Fuck the FBAS Bureau! If they dare to mess with me, I will give Tang Ji an eyeful."

Boom!

In front of hundreds of thousands of viewers, Kurt's hand holding the gun suddenly exploded, blood and flesh and blood splattered all over the screen, and the show's effect was instantly full!

Countless 666s flashed across the screen, even covering Kurt's face, which was insensitive to pain due to being so high.

He just stared blankly at his severed limb, watching the blood pouring upward like a small fountain.

The next second, Tang Ji's angular, photogenic face suddenly appeared in the center of the screen, and he pulled the camera from behind the screen.

The entire live broadcast room instantly lost one third of the audience. I don’t know how many keyboard warriors hiding behind the keyboard subconsciously put the screen on the table, turned off the power, and tremblingly prayed that their comments would be submerged in the barrage stream. be seen.

But immediately, because of Tang Ji's appearance, Kurt's live broadcast room was recommended on the home page by Puppy Video, and countless traffic instantly filled the previous vacancy.

Kurt's popularity on the Internet instantly reached the peak of his life, but unfortunately, he was not satisfied with being on camera.

Before he could recover from the accident of breaking his hand, he heard Tang Ji begin to read out his past criminal records. The first item on the list was failure to submit a superhuman registration bill within the time limit. Required registration information,

As a pseudo-fan who has secretly watched all of Tang Ji's videos, he is very familiar with this part. Next, Tang Ji should draw his gun!

"Wait for me."

Boom!

ps: The breeder has applied for an exam to work in the government service hall. Does anyone know anything about it? Is it reliable?