"Are you really that good?"

"They're special forces, can you fight them?"

"Are you possessed by demons?"

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Ximen Chong scolded with a smile: "Lao Tzu is powerful, what are you afraid of? ”

"I'm afraid that you can't pretend to be grass!"

"Your uncle!"

After the four of them talked nonsense for a while, Monk Hua suddenly said in a sly manner: "Chong Chong, I have something to tell you." ”

Ximen Chong looked at him: "Just look at your appearance, you know that nothing good is good." ”

Liu Er was stunned and raised his hand in agreement: "I think so." ”

Monk Hua said with a smile: "On the opening day, you said that Chong members had a chance to win a candlelight dinner with beautiful women, did you forget?" ”

"What, someone else asks about this?"

Isn't this just a gimmick, and does anyone really take it seriously?

"Then what you said, someone must have mentioned it!"

Monk Hua looked at him with the eyes of "looking at idiots": "It's been a week, you can fucking watch it!" ”

"Bang bang, this weekend...... I'll bring one with me next weekend for exams this weekend. But don't think about eating! Simon rushed back.

In fact, having said that, it's a good idea to regularly pull a class flower to the town.

On the one hand, you can pull some young people and increase their income; On the other hand, you can also cultivate a relationship with the class flowers!

After Secretary Li called to urge, Ximen Chongfang drove slowly towards Liu Ji Teahouse.

As a "martial arts master" who has never been before, he has to be upright.

Shanghai, East Nanjing Road.

A modern CBD building within 16 floors.

After lunch, many social elites in suits and leather shoes looked at the stock market on the computer, talking and laughing and discussing.

Zhang Xiaofan, a twenty-seven-year-old young man sitting in a corner, looked a little lonely.

He doesn't like to speculate in stocks, nor does he like to watch football, and in addition to playing games, he likes to read books.

Because of the different hobbies of most people, there is very little communication with colleagues, and in the past few years, there are few colleagues in the office who can talk and have a good relationship.

In this beautiful and prosperous business district, there are really few people like him who are becoming more and more introverted.

As a little white face...... A small white-collar worker, his usual work is relatively leisurely, basically spending half of the eight hours a day in boredom. In the first two years, he liked to go to Jinqi to find books to read and pass the time.

But in the past two years, the development of online literature has reached a bottleneck, and almost all books are imitating and plagiarizing without new ideas, making people like him who are more critical of books than his girlfriend cut off his desire to read them at the beginning.

So, he turned to reading some classics at home and abroad.

At noon today, after eating, he looked at the messy office, shook his head, returned to his seat for a moment, and then—on a whim, he opened the golden starting point.

Several books appeared in front of him.

He casually clicked on a book called "Miracle Magic".

"Eleven years of Jian'an. Autumn. The top of Fenghua Mountain.

Sima Sheng, the son of Sima Jun, the Taishou of Yingchuan, practiced for eight years, and at the age of seventeen, he spent four or nine calamities.

For a while, it became famous, and tens of thousands of viewers ......"

He shook his head, alas~ Crossing the catastrophe and seeing the catastrophe, it's been two years and it's still this thing? He couldn't understand why the cultivation of immortals had to cross the tribulation?

It's not interesting, this book is not very good for the author's fate!

Well? "The Fairy Road is a Little Long"?

He smiled. This name is kind of interesting, after clicking on it-

"White Cloud City suddenly has a peerless master.

Within a year, thirty-two extremely vicious thieves and barbarian cultivators died under his hands.

The Seven Window Chief Catcher was invincible, and it was inferred from the scene afterwards that none of these thirty-two evil cultivators were the enemies of this person.

One of them, in particular, was nosed by this person. The bomb killed ......"

Six doors are said to be seven windows, nose. bomb kills ...... He shook his head, it's a spoof novel again, it's not interesting, this book is destined to enter the palace.

That's when he saw a strong push on the sidebar called "Badass. How it was made".

"The title of the book is good, and I don't know what the content is."

As soon as he saw it, he was immediately attracted by the story in the book, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the computer desktop.

The long-lost blood is slowly returning, as if returning to the youthful time ten years ago.

After watching it for an hour, he withdrew his gaze, rubbed his eyes, and looked again.

I finished reading the updated plot for most of the afternoon.

"It's less than 200,000 words, but it's not fun!"

After stretching, he picked up the tea and took a few sips. Could it be that when he came across a good book, he did not hesitate to reward a hundred oceans.

Looking at other books, there really wasn't much to cheer him up. He looked around, and finally came to the badass book review section, which was already in shambles.

There are scolding, there are praise, basically half to half.

The scolding person has a beginning and an end: the protagonist's personality changes too quickly and is unrealistic; Li Shuang, Three Eyes and others defected too fast and unrealistic; Emotional depiction of space holes, unrealistic......

The person who likes it said vividly: a thousand routines, thousands of copies, I just ask, how many books can awaken your heart that is not old and decrepit?

Zhang Xiaofan wrote a comment, and finally joked: "Hello wildfire, my name is Zhang Xiaofan, I don't know if I can run a trick in the book?" ”

Liu Kee Teahouse.

Xue Jingwen sat on the sofa in the private room, boredly scrolling through the screen, raised her head after a while, and said with a pout: "Brother Li, the person you invited is too big, right?" Let Ben girl wait for him here, hum. ”

Li Cunyi bowed down and said with a smile: "Second Miss, you don't know, although this person is not very old, but I heard Captain Yue say that this person is much more powerful than him. With him to protect you, yesterday's ......"

He stopped there.

Xue Jingwen remembered what happened last night, and she had some palpitations.

The ugly appearance of Ximen Chong came to mind, hmph, I didn't see it, others are not good, but they are quite agile.

If it weren't for him, how could I sit here and drink tea now?

That kiss of my own yesterday was really worth it!

While he was thinking wildly, the door to the private room was pulled open, and the west door rushed in.

Xue Jingwen's eyes widened, and she pointed at Ximen Chong: "You, you won't be my bodyguard, right?" ”

Li Cunyi was stunned, he and the second lady actually knew each other?

Ximen Chong color. Se Di said: "Of course, and it's a 24-hour personal bodyguard, taking a bath and going to the bathroom are all inseparable kinds!" ”

Personal bodyguards?

Shower and go to the bathroom without separation?

Li Cunyi next to him frowned, although he was a little bored in his heart, he still stretched out his palm and shook hands with Ximen Chong.

He never thought that Yue Qinshan recommended such a person.

From Ximen Chong's expression and the tone of his voice, he couldn't see that he had the slightest calmness and wisdom, and it could even be said that he was the opposite of these two words.

If it weren't for the lack of other suitable candidates, he really wanted to leave immediately.

In the morning, he specifically investigated Ximen Chong's information. Judging from the information, he is just an ordinary high school student, and he doesn't seem to have any other specialties except for being uglier than others.

Oh, and the lackeys. luck, because three or two sentences were favored by a literary giant.