Geniuses of the same generation do not meet because extraordinary geniuses are too rare and rare.

The second-level genius, the signatory of the sub-saint contract, did not say anything similar.

"Trembling~"

"The legendary sub-holy contract really exists. ”

"⊙_⊙, I always thought it was fake. Is the Yasheng contract stronger than the second-level genius, in fact, if you can sign the contract of the second-level genius, it can already be called the highest-level contract. ”

In the forum, in the Transcendent Road Mutual Aid Zone, everyone was talking.

It is predominantly golden-red.

Truly transcendent beings rarely appear.

Either go to war or rest, and don't have the time or heart to visit the forum...... Today is completely different, today is Hongye's big day: "Hahahahaha, it's finally my turn to get ahead in the red leaves, raise your eyebrows!"

"Look at the forum. ”

"Look at this pinned post, everyone in the 16 sub-districts across the country can see it. Hong Ye secretly took a screenshot.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, finally slightly frosted red.

Willpower: Break the third limit.

The five elements of the human body: agility and speed break the third limit. The three elements of strength, flexibility, and endurance are also relatively close to the third limit level.

For!

I saw Hong Ye shaking his head, his feet crossed, and his heels seemed to be on the edge of the table......

In fact, there is still a distance of two centimeters......

Like a barrier, holding up Hongye's left foot, he looked at the black tea consultant: "I haven't forgotten the gambling contract at the beginning of this year, as long as I break through the consultant level this year, this office will belong to me." ”

The office decoration style is on the simple side.

On the windowsill, in the corner, there are pots of orchids and hibiscus, and the walls are wallpapered, and the faint orange color is a little dazzling.

Then.

The office chair turned slowly, and turned the indifferent face of the black tea consultant: "I have a good memory." ”

"Just ask you if you're angry?"

Hong Ye's left foot rests on the willpower barrier.

In addition, the whole person is also empty.

Willpower interferes with reality, easily lifts his body, if there is a golden red push the door in, he must be surprised, Hong Ye seems to be sitting on an invisible invisible technology office chair.

There is no oars for rowing, no chairs for sitting, and at the same time the upper body twists, twisting left and right, Hong Ye can't help but sway at this moment......

It's like the people who have turned over are in charge of their own affairs and singing......

"It's good if you're happy. ”

The black tea advisor shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the office.

"Hey!"

Hong Ye stood up suddenly, his face was solemn, this script is not right.

What about the shock?

It's impossible to shout that you can't believe it, and then where is the follow-up to envy, jealousy, and hatred?

"You're not a waste wood counterattack, nor are you a genius falling or something, Yasheng contract signator, isn't it normal to become a consultant in two or three years, you like to show off and slap your face...... As an advisor, you have to understand that you are a transcendent who is out of the low-level fun. “

The black tea consultant turned his head and looked at Hong Ye, and his fatherly relieved and stern gaze saw Hong Ye subconsciously shrink his head.

"Uncle Cha. ”

Hong Ye lamented: "I think, what does it mean if people live in this world and can't show off and live." ”

"Don't think you think it's useful. Black tea crit: "Look at what Tang Hong did, tirelessly, perseveringly, fighting for his dreams, from the southeast to the northeast, and from the northeast to Sichuan and Shu, almost all over the country, just to kill all the conventional gods." ”

Hear the words.

Hong Ye suddenly wilted, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water.

They are also signatories of the Yasheng contract......

Godslayer......

It is indeed a great name.

However, Hong Ye's willpower is so strong that he will not easily change his philosophy: "I'll ask Tang Hong now if he has time...... By the way, Uncle Cha, you are a lot old, go home and play mahjong, the helper of the sweeping operation is replaced by me, I just said hello to the military. ”

The black tea consultant was stunned at the door for a moment.

The office fell silent.

Hong Ye turned his head and closed the door with willpower, not giving black tea a chance to refuse.

——

Somewhere in the suburbs, on a street, Tang Hong looked down at the Meituan APP interface.

"Barbershops are so hard to find. ”

When Tang Hong found that he didn't want to get a haircut, the streets were full of barber shops, and he was dazzled. And now I really want a haircut, and I can't find it.

The streets were full of young men and women.

There seems to be a university town nearby, Tang Hong glanced at it casually, somehow, there were a lot of couples, and then he remembered what day it was: a new year has arrived.

New Year's Day.

Public holidays.

"New Year's Day. ”

Tang Hong was silent for a moment, turned the corner, and finally found a barber shop that was still open.

Walk into the barbershop.

Some people sweep the floor, others sit next to it, and the barbershop is spacious and brightly lit, shining on mirrors and echoing the cacophony of hair dryers.

Someone greeted him: "Do you want a haircut, what price do you want to cut?" ”

Soon.

Tang Hong, who had washed his hair, sat on the chair, shook his hair twice, and threw out a few drops of water.

I suddenly remembered that this was a street barber shop, and I couldn't dry my hair with extraordinary power...... So Tang Hong's attention fell on the mirror, and the round mirror surface seemed to reflect a flawless face.

Tang Hong also doesn't want to be narcissistic.

However, if you look good, you were born like this, and no one can do anything.

The barber took the scissors, trimmed Tang Hong's hair left and right, and chatted casually: "Look at you, student." ”

Tang Hong subconsciously wanted to say no.

After thinking about it, although he is extraordinary and traps conventional gods every day, strictly speaking, the senior student majoring in finance at Yunhai University of Finance and Economics is his social identity.

"Yes, I'm a student. Tang Hong's tone was full of emotion.

The first draft of the graduation thesis was submitted.

The graduation defense has not yet been completed, the graduation ceremony has not yet been attended, and he is really a student.

There is a college town nearby, and the students are normal, and the barber throws out what he really wants to ask: "I didn't go home on New Year's Day, why did I come to cut my hair alone, and my girlfriend didn't accompany you." ”

"How can you have a girlfriend. Tang Hong smiled.

I've long been accustomed to making fun out of suffering.

The trigger mechanism of one-person value makes him unable to return to his home often, let alone talk about a sweet love.

"No, it won't. The barber was surprised by this: "Such a temperament, can you have a girlfriend?"

Transcendents have experienced life and death, and in the face of gods, their temperament is naturally excellent.

The Wind Hunter of the Heiji Division seems to be obscene, and he also interprets the obscenity to the extent that it is superb.

"Really, fake. "The barber doesn't believe it.

"Probably...... Isn't it great? Tang Hong said lightly.

Tang Hong said again: "Don't cut your hair too short on both sides. ”

"I think the shorter is right for you......"

"Listen to me. ”

Tang Hong smiled slightly, that undoubtedly calm tone, understated but powerful, the barber was speechless for a while, and did not dare to speak again, including his movements became cautious.

It wasn't until Tang Hong finished paying the bill and pushed the door out that the barber sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity. ”

"It's definitely the type that the eldest sister likes, and she should add a WeChat. ”

......

Out of the barbershop, Tang Hong put on his hat.

Temperament is a thing that can't be hidden, and it glows if you're not careful.

Keep going.

Passing by a commercial plaza, there is a small fountain at the entrance, but the water flow is smaller.

The main entrance of the mall is very lively, and there is probably an anniversary promotion event being held.

Roadside.

Cars came and went, pedestrians hurried, Tang Hong watched for a while.

Suddenly, a phone rang.

It was the Wolong Organization, the Yasheng contract signator, Hong Ye who called: "Tang Hong, where are you, let's go to mahjong together?"

"Mahjong ......"

Tang Hong hadn't played, and was thinking about it, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of an impressive back out of the corner of his eye.

More precisely.

It's not that the back is familiar.

But...... The light blue beret reminded Tang Hong: "It seems to be a bit like Beini?"

With extraordinary senses, familiar people, just glance at it. Beni was not in the range, and had only met twice from beginning to end.

Besides, Tang Hong at that time had not yet become extraordinary, and his memory was average.

"Hmm. ”

"Go over and see. ”

Tang Hong involuntarily moved his steps, and felt inexplicable, as if he didn't need to be like this, sneaking like a thief, a normal person should be able to shout his name twice to confirm whether he was an acquaintance.

And also.

I can't seem to find a valid reason to go up and say hello.

Although the two are very familiar and have known each other for more than half a year, they have been communicating online......

Can't be considered an acquaintance......

rashly stepped forward to say hello, a little embarrassed, Tang Hong was thinking about it, but when he saw the back figure turn around, it was a strange short-haired woman.

'I don't know. ’

'I haven't seen it. ’

Tang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Hongye on the other side of the phone: "I happen to be free, you come over or I will go over, and discuss which suspicious location the operation will start from tomorrow." ”

"No problem!" Hongye said, "I'll come to you." ”

Tang Hong reported a position.

Hang up.

Honk~

A short-haired woman in a light blue beret pouted.

She took off her blue hat, held it in her hand, dodged left and right, and laughed: "Come on, Xiaobei, if you catch me, I'll give you back the hat." ”