One Man’s Power

Escape from the secret room, take a bath and steam, all of which are worthwhile for one person.

It was more than nine o'clock at night.

Tang Hong gained another 3.1 person value.

He has a more comprehensive summary of the one-person value trigger mechanism: the degree of difficulty is not up to the standard, and time and mood cannot make up for the gap.

For example, if a person eats cold baked noodles on the side of the road, he eats more than a dozen servings without increasing the value of one person.

"Today's harvest is okay."

Tang Hong lightly stepped on the brakes, followed the traffic flow on the North Third Ring Road of the imperial capital, and walked a little bit: "The boss who escaped from the secret room is really kind. I pulled the door down. The first thing he cared about was not the electronic door, but whether there were people there. Injuried."

This is the truth, kindness and beauty in the world.

Everyone is like this, it is a prosperous age where everyone is like a dragon and a phoenix.

He also invited Tang Hong to drink a cup of milk tea with Oreo and fairy grass, and refused Tang Hong's compensation. Helpless, Tang Hong had no choice but to help reinstall the electronic door and recharge the membership as compensation.

"well."

"There are still many good people in the world."

Tang Hong parked the car in the underground parking lot of the hotel.

After applying for the room card, but not checking in immediately, Tang Hong walked out of the hotel slowly and continued to look for opportunities to trigger the value of one person.

The breeze blows.

The street lights were dim.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the North Third Ring Road of the imperial capital was still bustling and bustling. Tang Hong passed by a barbeque shop, and there were tables outside the shop, all of which were full of people, eating, drinking or chatting.

chi chi la~

The barbecue booth in the barbecue shop is grilling and grilling.

It was a hot day in August, but it was not dull. Sometimes there was the sound of beer caps falling on the ground, reflecting the laughter and laughter, and filled with the free atmosphere of Friday.

not far away.

Under the street lamp, Tang Hong remained motionless, looking at the barbecue area full of fireworks.

The bustling scene over there is obviously only more than 20 meters away, but it seems to be separated by a gap, but it seems that they are not in the same world, giving people a feeling of inaccessibility.

Maybe this is life.

After watching for a while, Tang Hong turned and left.

Most of the people who come and go on the street go together, and few people go alone.

‘I used to think that being single and lonely would make me stronger, it’s funny and interesting. '

'Now it looks like...'

'actually……'

Still quite interesting.

Finally found a not too conspicuous high-rise commercial office building.

Entering the building, entering the stairwell, Tang Hong, who had climbed more than forty floors in one breath, stood on the edge of the office building roof.

The roof of the building has more than 40 floors and is about 1780 meters high.

Standing here, the vision is excellent, and the night view of the imperial capital in all directions can be seen at this moment.

The lights of the surrounding high-rise buildings seemed to be dotted with flowers all over the sky and night. Tang Hongdeng looked at it for a while and started to get down to business.

Sitting alone on the edge of the roof...

A person stands upside down on the edge of the roof...

A person on the edge of the roof, using only his index finger, pulls up...

None of them are worth gaining.

Tang Hong shook his head, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hand and gently stick it on the surface of the edge of the roof.

"good."

"The power of the fire is perfect, so that I can run freely on the glass surface." Tang Hong took out the things in his pocket and put them in the corner, and quietly climbed down along the corner.

He also holds a light gray long towel in his left palm.

On the front of the towel were embroidered a few cartoon characters that Tang Hong didn't even know.

"Serve the people!"

With Guang Wei's righteous feelings in mind, Tang Hong began to clean the glass of a 100-meter-high building by himself.

Wherever it passed, the outer windows of the nearly 200-meter-high building became clean.

Very tidy.

It took about twenty minutes.

Outside the high-rise building, the bright glass surface reflected Tang Hong with a serious face.

[Ding dong! 】

[For the first time to experience a person wiping the glass on the surface of a 100-meter-high building, the value of one person plus two]

Just add two?

It feels very difficult.

Tang Hong tied the towel around his waist. Throwing objects at high altitudes was really uncivilized. He tried to turn over and put his right palm behind his back, sticking to the glass surface.

hold your head up,

Just in the middle of August, the moon and stars are rare, so it is a good day to enjoy the full moon.

Looking from a distance, it is a person leaning against the glass window on the surface of a high-rise building, like a slightly melancholy young artist leaning against the wall, brewing loneliness, and then quietly put on the Bluetooth headset bought at a roadside stall.

the wind blows,

light shines,

The whole world fell silent, as if Tang Hong was the only one left listening to the song and admiring the moon.

"When will the bright moon come~"

‘Ask the wine to the sky~’

Just when the earphones sounded the singing of Shuitiao Getou.

So happy, so free, Tang Hong almost couldn't help but jumped up.

Thinking that he was not a pioneer yet, he might be seriously injured if he jumped from a tall building, so he finally gave up on this crazy idea.

[Ding dong! 】

[For the first time to experience a person looking at the scenery outside a high-rise building, one person is worth plus two]

Time-consuming: forty-three minutes.

Mood: OK.

Tang Hong was going to retreat to the hotel to sleep, and had to go to the headquarters tomorrow to the Chaofan Sanatorium.

at this time.

A flash of light suddenly appeared in my mind.

Looking at the scenery from a 100-meter-high building alone is equivalent to looking out, which can trigger the value of one person.

That,

What if you look in?

...

today is Friday.

As the editor of a well-known website, Ms. Wang is working overtime to compile manuscripts.

If you can’t make it up, you have to make it up. If you make it up well, there will always be people watching: "Work overtime, and the evil capitalism makes me work overtime on Fridays."

The rest of the editors in the same group are off work.

Why is only Ms. Wang still working overtime?

Because she is the only one who can edit... Editing a domestic web drama that forcibly made Liaozhai into a scientific and theoretical science drama: "There are no ghosts in the world, and the stories of immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons are all deceiving traffic."

She was convinced of it.

until the next moment.

The small round mirror placed at the corner of the desk reflected the half-opened glass window behind her, and a pair of bright eyes suddenly appeared from the gap, which seemed to be observing in the dark.

Ms. Wang glanced at it, then glanced again, and withdrew her horrified gaze in disbelief.

Her mind was blank, as if a million gongs and drums were roaring together.

moment.

The scalp exploded, the body and mind trembled, the little heart was completely suffocated, and the whole person almost jumped up and screamed frantically. This is the forty-fifth floor, nearly two hundred meters high!

Friday night twelve o'clock!

The days when the moon and stars are scarce!

outside the window,

have a pair of eyes,

Observe the office area where Ms. Wang is located.

"This is me??"

"What happened??"

Ms. Wang wanted to cry, but she was so scared that she tried not to look at the small round mirror at the corner of the desk with trembling eyes.

If eye-to-eye, confirmed gaze, no one knows what will happen.

She struggled to control her emotions, to control herself.

She is obsessed with work and obsessed with overtime.

follow closely.

She saw the content of the post on the screen: typing on the keyboard to get dark, no matter how good the work is, it can't stand the flying with the rhythm belt.

Ms. Wang seemed to understand something.

This is a special warning to myself not to make it up: "I was wrong, I will never make it up again."

Works of conscience!

Wall crack recommended!

Men don't regret watching it, and women don't cry when watching it. I advise you to enjoy the genuine version for a better viewing experience!

...

[Ding dong! 】

[For the first time to experience a person observing the layout of the building outside a 100-meter-high building, the value of one person plus two]

Just climbed a flight of stairs, and actually gained 6.1 per person.

Tang Hong fell asleep.

As everyone knows, Ms. Wang asked to refuse to work overtime the next day, but was rejected by the leader.

Then submit a resignation application.

Reason for resignation: I really met...