Chapter 32: Mutation

He showed a few laps in front of the mirror, fine-tuning some of the muscle distribution.

"One more means to save lives!"

The more Fu Qingjun looked at it, the more satisfied he became, this world was too dangerous, and the more means he had to protect himself, the better, the more relieved he became.

The use of hair has become more and more mature by itself.

"As for the woven clothes on the upper body, I don't need it, my hair is wrapped around my waist, and I usually make muscle tops..."

Fu Qingjun looked at himself in the mirror, very satisfied, but suddenly frowned and said: "Then as soon as the knitting muscles are strong, it seems that I am very short, and the whole person develops horizontally, just like a short and handsome martial artist." ”

"But short people can do the trick. ”

"Wearing more than 20 centimeters of sky-hating heightened shoes, you can barely go out, the appearance is just a sense of disobedience, but it is acceptable, disguise to replace the gangster Fu Qingjun, it is no longer a problem...."

"It can be solved on the outside, but when it comes to fighting, even pressing my muscles, I know that it is an inflatable boy..."Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, he sat on the chair and eased up for a moment before shaking the bell in the window.

Jingle bell.

After a few minutes, the little loudspeaker at the door came, after all, he asked to be by his side.

The dead house also has a personal nanny at home, and Fu Qingjun has never had this kind of superior treatment before.

The sausage mouth of the little horn has obviously disappeared a lot now, but it still looks red and gorgeous, and he muttered: "Brother Fu, why haven't you broken through in martial arts? I've been guarding you for a few days." ”

Fu Qingjun pretended not to hear, and still showed his head and said, "I'm going to get a rubber band... If you can, get a pocket watch and a music box. ”

Little Trumpet said shyly, "I don't have any money." ”

Fu Qingjun was speechless.

I just gave you money and ran out of money?

How can you be so small and eat so much?

I was so poor that I couldn't open the pot, so I could only use the last three taels of silver on hand and let her sell some rice by the way, and there was no rice in her pot.

"Trust me, get a music box, or a pocket watch, and we'll have the money. Fu Qingjun said seriously.

"How rich?" the little trumpet wondered.

"Very rich. Fu Qingjun said: "If we can, we have a high probability, no longer need to grab the territory of the railway station, that is the old Jianghu business, our new era, I want to take the brothers, take the high-tech route, mechanized production process, assembly line production..."

"Mechanized, high-tech, assembly line production?"

The little horn seemed to understand it or not, but he had heard these terms too.

"That pocket watch, music box must be very important, but I don't know how to buy it, I haven't played with it. The little horn scratched his head, and his vigorous hair was very soft, so that Fu Qingjun couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The little horn said again: "However, Sister Li Mo next door must understand this." ”

"Li Mo?"

Fu Qingjun thought about it, Li Mo should go to work, "You squat her off work and let her accompany you... The money may not be enough, after all, these things are expensive, but you ask her to pay for them! You say that's what I said, I'll give her a better job, we'll produce very high-precision music boxes, pocket watches... She can preside over these things. ”

"Let an outsider come?" the little horn was a little puzzled.

Fu Qingjun shook his head, "You muscular martial artists who practice martial arts, you don't know how to do business, she is very clever, she is suitable for doing this, you just set up a security agency and be responsible for collecting money." ”

"Oooh. The little trumpet nodded.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Recently, have anyone been injured at our train station?"

The little horn was stunned for a moment, "Yes, Li Ru was injured and smashed her waist... It's also quite pitiful, her husband died, and she could only move the goods, but she was the person opposite, and she was not in our hands... Besides, the train station is no longer ours. ”

Qin Ru?

It should be Qin Hong's sister.

Fu Qingjun thought for a while and said, "Tell her where the address is." ”

The little horn was stunned for a few seconds, and replied: "It's on the third floor of the building next door to this street, in the corner of the place, what's the matter, Brother Fu, you want to go out of the house and comfort your subordinates? But it's not our people?"

Fu Qingjun shook his head and didn't explain.

Follow-up of the experiment is necessary.

Will the hairline grow back?

How is your physical condition?

Are the side effects of mental exhaustion serious?

My sister's residence must be my sister's residence.

In addition, there is also the possibility of follow-up trials, in short, we will know where people live.

Fu Qingjun sent away the little trumpet, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Ant wine has accumulated a lot.

But it is difficult to solve financial problems in a short period of time, because this kind of thing is not easy to sell, which is caused by the attributes of the commodity.

You have to build a brand, word of mouth, it's not something that can be solved in two or three days.

But mechanical crafts are different.

"Music boxes, pocket watches, if they are made by hand, those muscular ants should be able to do... In this era, it is already a high-end luxury. "Fu Qingjun plans to give them a spot to study and imitate, so that there will be money.

At night, Fu Qingjun saw Li Mo and the little horn knocking on the door.

Li Mo handed over a music box and pocket watch, "Thirty-seven taels of silver, I gambled my life on you, what you said is true?"

Fu Qingjun nodded.

Li Mo obviously believes in his character, or the prestige of the original owner.

"Little Trumpet doesn't lie, and you understand my character. Fu Qingjun said.

"But..."Li Mo was a little puzzled, "It's very difficult! It's not that no one wants to make it, even some blacksmiths are also building, the speed is too slow, and the accuracy of people is very high, especially pocket watches, they say that they are gears that are precise to the millimeter, all kinds of mechanical structures..."

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you. Fu Qingjun thought for a while and said, "If you can, you can contact sales, I already have a channel." ”

"Then we'll have to contact the brothers. "The little trumpet is unwavering.

Fu Qingjun was silent for a moment and said, "I have to contact the brothers, but don't worry, I'll talk about it when it succeeds, and see how the situation is tomorrow." ”

"Good. The little horn said.

...

Fu Qingjun sent them away, but he was still a little hesitant in his heart.

The big mouth of the little trumpet, although it is impossible to spread it all over the place, must be said to people who have a good relationship with the gang...

But sooner or later, you have to face it, and it's not bad to take it step by step.

He didn't think much about it, and was silent for a while, "Three or four centuries have passed during the day, and it is estimated that it has eased, strive for three or four centuries tonight, make things, and even see if it is possible, open the tunnel over there, and initially enter the exploration." ”

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, but when he looked at the entire sand table, he found that the entire demon country was stained with blood donations, killing, in the end, it was the breath of death, and the war was breaking out, unprecedentedly fierce.