My Novel is S-level Encrypted

On the helicopter, Chu Ming's eardrums hurt from the roar of the huge propeller, and the strong wind blew on his face, making his mood extremely messy.

It was the first time in my life that I flew by plane in such a way.

Xia Wei took out an invitation card and an arrest warrant. No matter what Chu Ming chooses, he will follow him tonight.

Fortunately, Chu Ming is now alone, and he has nothing to worry about when he leaves. He even cheated the landlord of two months' rent.

Pay it back later when you have money.

A backpack, which contained all of Chu Ming's belongings.

Apart from clothes and shoes, I am afraid that only the laptop is the most valuable.

Chu Ming originally wanted to resist with the power of his second-level body training technique, but the opponent subdued him with just one move.

Hey, I can't afford it.

It seems that strength alone is not enough, but also moves.

The move that Xia Wei used to subdue him just now was called grabbing hands, and the big hands like iron pincers were pressed on his shoulders, which really gave people a feeling of powerless struggle.

Chu Ming murmured to himself, when he redeemed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he must get back to today's place.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Chu Ming rubbed his slightly sore shoulder and asked with puzzled eyes.

In the cabin, only Xia Wei sat opposite Chu Ming, and the other two men in black were pilots.

Xia Wei was sitting on the seat with his eyes closed, and when he heard Chu Ming's question, he immediately responded in a cold voice: "You will know when you arrive."

Chu Ming smiled awkwardly, and asked again: "What kind of organization is Hongmeng? I've heard of Hongmeng Lingqi, something in Xiuxian novels."

Xia Wei didn't answer, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Chu Ming was not discouraged, and continued to ask: "You should all be martial arts practitioners, the move just now was pretty cool, can you teach me?"

Xia Wei remained silent, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Chu Ming found that the other party had no intention of chatting, so he stopped the awkward chat, and looked out the window at night alone in a trance.

The future is unknown, and the future does not know what is waiting for me. Life suddenly has more possibilities.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task, rewarding the third level of the ancient martial arts training technique. 】

The sudden system notification sound shocked Chu Ming.

It seems that the video I posted on Mile Station has passed the review. In this way, I will soon usher in a new round of reputation points.

Chu Ming checked the system and found that there are already more than 4,000 reputation points. As long as they reach 10,000 points, they can be exchanged for exercises in the system mall.

Once you have the skills, you will be full of confidence to fight Xia Wei again.

Chu Ming thought for a moment, and temporarily gave up his plan to practice the third level of exercises on the helicopter.

In case of any unexpected situation, or if it is interrupted midway, it may cause irreversible and terrible consequences.

So, play it safe and wait until you are safe before practicing.

It's late at night. If there was no electricity in the past, people would have gone to bed long ago.

And now, it is the best time for hundreds of millions of netizens to watch videos.

Zhou Hailong is a security guard in a shopping mall. After work every day, he would lie on the bed and brush his phone after dinner, watching one short video after another.

These small videos are all the same. If one becomes popular, thousands of UP owners follow suit. If you watch too much, you will feel very boring.

"Hey, it's so boring!"

Zhou Hailong muttered, sighing and brushing.

So, two hours later.

Zhou Hailong moved his stiff neck, got up and sat up from the bed.

With his phone dead, he's going to plug in the charger and go to sleep.

I have to go to work tomorrow.

The new foreman is a pervert. In the early morning, he asked the security guards and waiters of the shopping mall to do morning exercises together.

There is simply something wrong.

Just when Zhou Hailong was about to exit the page, a small video with a special title attracted his attention.

"The ancestor will take you to the blue sky!"

On the cover of the video is a teenager wearing a mask and sunglasses, sitting cross-legged on a single bed, looking mysterious.

"With such a title, wouldn't it be a title party?"

Zhou Hailong whispered, just clicked in, the video was automatically screened horizontally, and dense bullet screens flew across the video.

Something is wrong!

Why are there so many bullet screens? Is there a new trick that I don't understand?

The video starts playing.

"Hello everyone, I am Gu Wu Grandmaster, you can call me Gu Wu Patriarch.

Today, Patriarch, I will teach you the second level of the ancient martial art of body training, everyone listen carefully.

Concentrate calmly, abandon distracting thoughts, keep the Lingtai empty, consolidate the foundation and cultivate the vitality. "

In the video, the boy in sunglasses began to teach. He uttered words clearly, spoke at an even speed, and his voice was very magnetic, which fascinated people as soon as they heard it.

"That's it?"

Zhou Hailong shook his head in disappointment, thinking it was some interesting video, but now it seems that it is downright boring.

I really don't understand the young people nowadays, there are people watching this kind of video, and there are so many bullet screens.

What are these messy barrages?

"I succeeded, I succeeded, ah ha ha ha ha!"

"I also succeeded, from now on, please call me the supreme powerhouse!"

"Fuck, I watched this video more than a dozen times, why didn't it work?"

"You are all liars, how can such a ghost practice cultivation?"

"I see. Those who didn't succeed must have not practiced the first level. This is the second level, old iron. Without the first level as a foreshadowing, how can the second level be successful?"

"Fuck? And the first floor? Why don't I know, where is the first floor?"

"Hahaha, don't look for it anymore, it's already encrypted at the SSS level, and that novel is gone."

"Novel? What novel?"

The bullet screen was densely packed, and the discussion was full of enthusiasm, and there was everything to say.

But the central topic all revolved around the same thing, that is, the problem of practicing exercises.

Zhou Hailong watched the barrage for a long time, and finally understood that the UP master in the video was teaching everyone the ancient martial arts.

It seems that some have practiced well, and some have not, and the two sides quarreled.

It should be fake, those guys who shouted that they have mastered it must be the sailors hired by the UP master.

There are too many such marketing methods, and it is already very common in the live broadcast industry.

Zhou Hailong didn't pay too much attention to it, he turned off his phone casually, plugged in the charging cable, and was ready to sleep.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and Wang Dayong, who was in the same dormitory, came back.

Wang Dayong is thin and a few years younger than Zhou Hailong. He looks very happy with his work clothes on his shoulders.

Seeing Zhou Hailong in the dormitory, Wang Dayong immediately asked cheerfully: "Old Zhou, why are you still here? Everyone is testing their strength over there. Why don't you try?"

There is a strength tester in the mall, and customers only need one coin to test their own strength.

Today, there is already a long queue in front of the strength tester.

Zhou Hailong looked confused, and asked back: "Test? What is the test?"

"Ancient martial art training, what the hell, you don't know about it, do you?"

Wang Dayong looked at Zhou Hailong in shock, he waved his arm, the feeling of vigorous wind was the same as adding special effects.

Zhou Hailong was stunned, and suddenly recalled the video just now.

Could it be true?