Chapter 5 The Historical Problem of the Old Demon of Montenegro

Zhu Wuneng exercised for half an hour in the group activity venue, and according to his lean body, this is amazing.

Although Zhu Wu can still understand the concept of T and T, these two fighting values!

The reason for this, naturally, Zhu Wuneng blamed the unlucky canopy system and did not explain it to him.

Big noon.

Under the three buildings, Zhu Wuneng finished exercising, and when he was doing sit-ups, he saw the lights on the fifth floor?

He subconsciously glanced at it.

The windows on the fifth floor are absolutely quiet, except for the 100-watt energy-saving lamps that shine brightly at noon, reflecting the shadows of people who are absolutely different from the daylight, and they are almost imperceptible.

Zhu Wuneng glanced at the figure hidden under the incandescent light, he didn't think much about it, he continued to exercise for a few minutes, and then stepped on the energetic step and went back by himself.

Fifth floor!

The old demon of Black Mountain had a black face and black charcoal hidden in the shadow of the incandescent light.

He has been in the hiding period for the past few days and has become accustomed to evading, and subconsciously thinks that the white light can better hide his body, and even, he walked a few steps steadily and moved to the window.

Through the afterglow, the old demon of Montenegro carefully looked at the sweaty young man downstairs at noon, and a strange expression on his face showed what this guy was thinking about Zhu Wuneng outside: What a stupid X!

What a struggling teenager Langha!

The old demon of Montenegro looked at the stupid Zhu Wuneng outside, and remembered his years of running in the sunset, and he was also a young man. Shouting to the sea:

"Fight hard!"

"Struggle, work hard!"

"It's all about fighting!"

It's a pity that the reality is always cruel, the days of the old demon of Montenegro going to school as a teenager passed quickly, and in the end, this unlucky old demon of Montenegro did not say that it was a fighting department, and the liberal arts were not a star and a half, and finally had to go to a third-rate college in a key point miserably.

Tears in both eyes!

After graduating, I entered a small electronics processing factory and worked overtime until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Although the money earned is not small, just enough to eat and drink, but these days, the young man's mind always has to fly!

After years of hard work, in the end, it was not enough to marry a daughter-in-law, so he saved some money, and was unwilling to process electronic components for a lifetime.

The old fighter in the fighting class is really ruthless!

Never let every fighter who spends money spend money in vain.

The old demon of Montenegro who came to run for time finally got out of the way, practiced his fighting spirit, and entered the fight in one fell swoop, and really made a show in the fighting training class, and learned a lot of real things in the fighting road.

Later, the old demon of Montenegro went out of the fighting class, and there was no money, so he had to assemble electronic parts again, and finally in the year of his establishment, this guy gathered enough fighting resources (it was not a spirit stone back then), broke through the barrier of fighting, entered the fighter's first product, officially became a fighter, and became a social fighter.

The old demon of Montenegro had a rough nose, he thought that he had become a scattered fighter, and his value would immediately rise, and all his life would be different, and he would even marry Gao Fumei, and he could live a superior life in society and set foot on the pinnacle of life.

The reality is cruel!

A layer of social people is like a fish in water.

Social dispersion is like a wild fish without heels in the water of the fighter.

A wild fish, in the world of fighting, who can afford it?

Ye Luzi was born and was a short-term trainer in the Doudao class, how does this compare with the group of Dou college students who came from the professional class?

In the year of its establishment, the fighter is a product, and it is definitely the lowest level among the fighters!

Anyway, he can be regarded as a fighter, this is also a powerful warrior in society, the indispensable force of China, and the indispensable blood of the earth!

His life is indeed a little better than before!

If the old demon of Montenegro endures his ambition, destroys all the feet, gives up completely marrying Gao Fumei, and embarks on a few of the mighty righteousness of the pinnacle of life, he may be able to enter a large state-owned enterprise, mix a career, accumulate a million fortunes, marry a wife who is not ugly, and give birth to a little Montenegro, this life will be good.

It's a pity, in the water.

The so-called water can carry the boat, and the Black Mountain boat is among the fighters, how can it not come forward?

He thought about continuing to step forward on the road of fighters, the mighty power of fighting energy existed in his body, and the infinite taste of mastering power forced every fighter to go up!

It's hard to fight!

The fighting road is the flower in the poison!

The old demon of Montenegro is not a warrior who fights big things, nor is he a fighter of a fighting sect, nor is he an official fighter, nor is he a fighter of big enterprises.

Fighters need essential resources and special channels, such as the black market!

It has to be done with a fortune to get it.

Fighters need money for everything to cultivate!

Weapons, cultivation resources, fighting skills, fighting medicine。。。。。 It's all money, wow!

As a result, the income is beyond one's means, and the money accumulated by the old demon in Montenegro is spent again in vain, and the money for the fighter's road is not enough!

Three years later, the old demon of Montenegro was lucky enough to break through the fighting ladder again and stepped into the second rank of the fighter.

In the remote dream of breaking through the three products of the fighter, two million taels of silver is not enough!

What to do?

Despair!

In the blink of an eye, life reaches middle age, and tears continue to bubble in your eyes?

He also thought about joining an official organization, or a large international enterprise, at least a national large enterprise, but unfortunately no one needs the second-grade realm of fighters!

Even if you need to, investigate, do physical examinations, do tasks, send tasks, obey the guidance of some big fighters all your life, and entrust your life destiny to others!

It's too much time to lose!

Later, the old demon of Montenegro gritted his teeth and simply made a decision to be a third-rate killer!

What comes the money fast!

Do private work, come fast money!

The first income, the old demon of Montenegro got one million taels of silver!

Relying on this silver, plus savings, the old demon of Montenegro retreated for three years, and finally broke through the level of fighters again at the age of forty and stepped into the three-rank realm of fighters in one fell swoop!

If it were the same as before, let's dream of breaking through!

Since this kind of thing is so quick to make money, the old demon of Montenegro completely let go of the dignity of life, turned his distorted heart into a terrible cruel heart, and completely occupied the distorted heart of Montenegro.

Sure enough, this unlucky old demon of Montenegro is wanted!

On the fifth floor, by the window, the old demon of Montenegro stared at Zhu Wuneng who walked back to the unit building, and in a trance, but in three seconds, he actually fell into endless memories of the past.

The old demon of Montenegro quickly broke his heart, his head didn't shake, looked at Zhu Wuneng's figure, and made a definition:

It's just another poor boy who will put the fighter on the road of no return!

Even, it must be difficult to say whether this poor boy can set foot on the road of a fighter!

Douke?

So easy to test?

Once you step into the bucket and taste a trace of fighting like flowers in poison, who can let go?

I can't let it go, some of it is bitter!

He himself is the best example of this!

This kind of old community, a poor boy with no money, no background, and no value at all, this family must be poor quack!

Don't talk about pills, it is a strong nourishing medicine and food that ordinary fighters must have, how many times can this poor boy eat it?

I've eaten it again!

Just look at the stupid appearance of this poor boy sweating like rain in the old man and old lady's collective activity venue, and you will know the result.

Thief, that has to be fair?

Some people are born rich and rich, and they spend money like flowing water, and millions of silver are thrown away without blinking.

is the third rank of the fighter now, and he is also lower than those fighters and warriors who are from the big class.

According to the news, Shizhou's Inspector has already started to search for his traces with people with the Inspector Captain, but a small Shizhou Inspector and the Inspector Captain, he is sure to solve these two little insects within a minute.

But the other party is a judge!

If he gives up his career as a killer and enters this kind of judge, it will take ten years to become the head of Shizhou's judge.

In the eyes of the old demon of Montenegro, all this is unfair!

A minute later!

The old demon of Montenegro completely let go of his nostalgia, he was not interested in watching Zhu Wu, who had long disappeared, miss the unreliable past and commemorate the even more unreliable future, and turned around and disappeared under the incandescent lamp, as for the silly boy who didn't know the difficult road ahead, the old demon of Montenegro laughed strangely:

"The road ahead is difficult!"

"All fights, let him go. ”

341 suites.

Zhu Wuneng didn't feel it in his heart, he didn't think that he couldn't get into Douke, he had to be admitted to Douke in the college entrance examination.

After all, Bajie poisoned the toad of the white bone spirit in the morning, and now he can't change his martial arts, so he has to fight, if he doesn't fight, how can he survive in this high-martial arts world!

Others fight in order to get ahead, marry Gao Fumei, and embark on the pinnacle of life.

He fights, it's life-threatening, he doesn't want to hang up again in this unreliable fighting world!

Croak!

Bajie Zhu Wuneng noticed the peeping of the old demon of Montenegro on the fifth floor, he was Bajie after all.

His spirit is probably a little stronger than the average person, although the spirit given by the canopy system is: 1!

This 1 is also a little stronger than the others.

Exercising for half an hour, my stomach is croaking, it's like a toad,

This toad screamed so that Zhu Wuneng didn't care who was spying on him at all: who he loved!

Zhu Wuneng returned to the room, sat down on the bed again, and continued to lick the bowl to reduce his hunger, and then picked up the necessary materials for the college entrance examination in the third year of high school mathematics textbook and began to read.

Three seconds!

Zhu Wuneng snored loudly when he looked at the information, this high school exam paper is conducive to hypnosis.