Chapter 11 The Routine System

"System, system, you come out!" After a long while, Ding Ze held his heart with one hand and roared with his red neck.

"Systems are everywhere, and I don't know what the host is up to. "The system is flat.

"You said to make it up for me, what is my tidying up?" Ding Ze said through gritted teeth.

"It's already rounded, eighty o'clock. "The system is still flat.

"Rounding up, what about my six?" the corners of Ding Ze's mouth twitched slightly.

"If it weren't for the host praising the system and making the system happy, the system would still want to round the host into zero. The system said.

After hearing this, Ding Ze resisted the urge to vomit blood.

He has now finally discovered that the taolu system, the taolu system, was born specifically for taolu.

I was thinking about how tall it was, but I didn't expect... It's still a pit goods!

Ding Ze has already killed people... Kill the heart of the system.

"And the host has agreed to make up, the system comes with a recording function, and the recording from the beginning to the present, the system has always been saved. "The system voice is actually a little proud.

"If the host doesn't believe it, the system can show you one by one. ā€

Ding Ze didn't reply, but his brows were tightly knit together.

His eyes were even more chilling.

"You just spoke with emotion, maybe you are not just a system, maybe behind the scenes, there are also people controlling you!" Ding Ze's face was grim, and his voice was even colder.

Now he just wanted to confirm that, after all, if this system was really controlled, it would be really terrifying.

And since there is a system, he must be thinking about letting the system help solve it everywhere, if the person behind him gets tired of playing and takes back the system, I am afraid that he will not even have a chance to fall into the abyss.

There is an old saying that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Therefore, Ding Ze must verify his guess at present to prevent future troubles.

"It's... It can only be said that the host's brain hole is too big. The system's voice was cold, but Ding Ze still heard some imperceptible fluctuations.

"In our area, I can only say that it is the lowest system at the moment. "If the host doesn't believe it, there's nothing the system can do." ā€

"And even if this system is the lowest level in our country, it is many times more powerful on your planet. ā€

"If the host has enough routine points, then nothing can stop the system!" The system voice was still cold this time.

Ding Ze narrowed his eyes and digested what Fang Cai had just said.

Credible, not all-encompassing.

Moreover, Ding Ze has already got the answer he wants.

"How many of you are like you?" Ding Ze said.

"It turns out that you are using this system, and you also asked if there is someone behind this system. Damn, damn!" the system was stunned for a moment, and then said viciously.

I have to say, its tone is extremely similar to that of a normal human.

If a person is in front of him, he will definitely be able to see the person in front of him gritting his teeth.

"However, since the host successfully tricks into the system, the trick points reward twenty points. ā€

"Host routine point balance: one hundred points. ā€

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"Sir, you've arrived. Ding Hui looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and bowed his head slightly.

I have to say that Ding Hui's tall figure attracts attention everywhere.

Especially his muscular body, I don't know how many otaku dreams.

But what caught even more attention was the middle-aged man in front of him.

This middle-aged man is 1.78 meters tall, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his temples are a little pale, and his face is even more serious, if he is an ordinary person, he will not dare to stare at him for a long time.

And this seriousness is by no means pretended, it is definitely formed by the surrounding environment for a long time.

There were already some young children crying out in the entire hospital corridor, after all, an adult felt very depressed in front of this middle-aged person, and even had difficulty breathing, let alone a child.

This is the aura, the aura of the superior.

Enough to terrify ordinary people!

This middle-aged man is Ding Ze's father, Dinkler.

"What about others?" said Dinkler, taking a drag on his cigarette.

His voice is slightly hoarse, but this hoarseness is not annoying, but he thinks that this hoarseness is even more admirable, whether it is a man or a woman.

Few voices have made people so agreeable.

"The young master is still taking a bath in the bathroom. Ding Hui bowed his head slightly and said respectfully.

Seeing Dinkler's stern expression, Ding Hui also sighed helplessly in his heart.

Although he had spent a lot of time with Dinkler, Ding Hui had rarely seen him look like this.

Generally speaking, although Dinkler rarely smiled, and even maintained such a stern expression all the time, he had never seen such a huge aura.

Seemingly... The old man is on fire this time. Ding Hui sighed again.

But that's right, the Ding family has a big business, and after all, no one can inherit it.

Dinkler still has the strength now, if it's twenty years, thirty years from now...

Alas, it's a pity, Ding Ze's personality is quite in line with my appetite, but this orientation...

If Ding Ze really likes men, I'm afraid that the master can only adopt another one as a puppet...

Ding Hui glanced at Dinkler's white hair on his temples and shook his head helplessly.

"Ding Hui will follow me in, and the others will guard the door, no matter who comes, they won't be seen!" Dinkler said coldly.

With a wave of his hand, he turned around and walked towards the ward.

Ding Hui followed.

The people in the entire corridor hid in the ward, and then they didn't dare to come out and watched the two of them pass by the door of their ward intently.

"Such a big battle, those who don't know think it's a robbery. One of the men, watching the two of them pass in front of him, exhaled deeply.

He glared fiercely, and was about to turn back when he heard footsteps at the end of the stairs at the end of the hallway.

"Tread, stomp. ā€

The footsteps were obviously only one person, but they were extremely loud.

"Whoever is stepping on a horse, annoying..."The man closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, his face surging with anger.

After all, this is a hospital, and it is a place that needs to be cleaned.

No wonder this man was so angry.

He was about to leave the hospital room and curse.

But his feet had not yet fallen, and his face was terrified.

In front of him were two columns of men in black, two in a row and twenty in a row.

All of them wore sunglasses and expressionless faces, and trotted all the way in the direction of Dinkler.

The group of men in black were obviously well-trained, and the sound of their feet was exactly the same, so it was no wonder that the man heard a sound of footsteps.

The man took two steps back and swallowed.

He felt a chilly aura hit him, and he felt that the temperature of the whole room had dropped a lot.

It was as if a group of human ice vessels were passing in front of him.

"It's... It's—" A cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead.

Thinking of the middle-aged man before, he waved his hand, obviously calling this group of black-clothed bodyguards.

And to be able to train this kind of soldier-like bodyguard, the power in the family must be not small!

What's more, the man also saw that the waist of each man in black was bulging, and he knew what it was almost when he thought about it.

"Possession of guns!" exclaimed the man.

According to Chinese law, illegal possession of firearms is very serious!

And there is always a lot of reward for reporting.

But he never thought to report them.

After all, this military-like bodyguard, each of whom is also equipped with a gun, is definitely not something that an ordinary wealthy businessman can do.

The man took out a cigarette from his pocket, but thinking that it was a hospital, he took a hard breath of tobacco in desperation.