On a busy shopping street, a man in a Taoist robe, with a beard and sunglasses, is wandering around.

I saw him holding a bamboo pole, on which was hung a flag, with four big characters on it, and on the back it was written that it was not good and did not want money.

He was staring around at the passing crowd, apparently looking for a target.

"Wait a minute, this brother, I see that your Yintang is black, you must have stayed up late last night and made up for the fate guard night, right?" The man in the Taoist robe stopped a strong man about thirty years old, with a big waist and round muscular.

"How do you know I made up my fate again last night? Who are you? The strong man unconsciously shook his tattooed arm.

"Don't you see those four words?" The man in the robe proudly pointed to the flag on the bamboo pole.

"Cloth Look? Are you a fortune teller? The strong man looked at the man in the robe with a look of surprise.

"Of course!" The man in the robe shook his head and said.

"Can fortune tellers be so detailed? Do you even know what I did last night? The strong man looked the man in the robe up and down.

"Not only can I figure out what you did last night, I can also figure out that your name is Fang Tianhua, right?" The man in the robe said with a very divine stick.

"How do you know my name is Fang Tianhua? Who are you? Did you investigate me? Fang Tianhua immediately became vigilant and said.

"Investigate you? Fang Tianhua, ask yourself, why am I investigating you? What benefits can you get from surveying? Are you worth being investigated? The man in the robe snorted.

Fang Tianhua opened his mouth and stammered for a long time, but he couldn't speak. Indeed, he is a broken security guard whose parents are dead and has no deposits, who will investigate him, what good can it be!

"You, you've really figured it out." Fang Tianhua was a little convinced, and even his voice was much softer.

"Fang Tianhua, let me ask you a question!" The man in the robe said in a non-questionable answer.

"What's the problem?" Fang Tianhua, who had been completely mastered by the other party, said.

"Do you believe in supernatural forces in this world?" The man in the robe stared at Fang Tianhua with his eyes and asked.

"Absolutely." Fang Tianhua said as a matter of course.

Sure enough, this guy is indeed an out-and-out secondary second, and he is still an uncle's secondary second. Liang Yun secretly rolled his eyes.

That's right, the man in the Taoist robe was pretended to be Liang Yun, with a beard on his face and sunglasses. As for how he knew that Fang Tianhua made up for the Destiny Guardian Night again last night, of course, it was because when he watched the animation last night, Liang Yun was watching him in the gap in the space next to him.

"Wait, are you talking about?" Fang Tianhua looked at Liang Yun with a shocked expression as if he had discovered something.

Then Fang Tianhua knelt down to Liang Yun in front of the public.

Even Liang Yun didn't expect this kneeling, and then Fang Tianhua hugged Liang Yun's thigh.

"Master, take the apprentice! The disciples will follow you to cultivate the truth. Fang Tianhua shouted while shaking Liang Yun's legs.

"Get up, get up." Liang Yun urged Fang Tianhua to say.

As a result, Fang Tianhua was completely unmoved, looking at the more and more eyes around him, Liang Yun simply used the nanorobot aggregate, which changed into a puff of gas to hold up Fang Tianhua, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

And Fang Tianhua, who felt that he was held up by a puff of gas, was even more convinced of his judgment, he had really encountered the legendary adventure.

Liang Yun, who held up Fang Tianhua, pulled Fang Tianhua into an unobtrusive corner.

Originally, he was going to fool Fang Tianhua first, and then take out a few tubes of genetic medicine, and quote a hundred yuan a tube for him to buy one.

It's like in Stephen Chow's movie Kung Fu, the process of the male protagonist getting the palm of the gods.

Liang Yun is completely a spoof of mental seizures, so he wants to spoof it.

Who knew that this Fang Tianhua didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and it disrupted Liang Yun's plan all of a sudden.

Seeing that it was delaying, this second middle uncle didn't know what would happen, so Liang Yun couldn't take care of his plan.

"Take this!" Liang Yun directly handed over the needleless syringe with a tube of genetic medicine installed to Fang Tianhua.

"Master, what is this?" Fang Tianhua looked at the things in his hand and wondered.

"Don't call me Master." Liang Yun glared at Fang Tianhua and said, but unfortunately he was wearing sunglasses now, so Fang Tianhua couldn't see his eyes at all.

"Ahh Master, take me! Saying that, Fang Tianhua was about to kneel down again, but unfortunately he was restricted by that gas and couldn't kneel at all.

"If you continue to mess around like this, give it back to me." Liang Yun said in a cold voice.

"Senior, what else do you command?" Fang Tianhua immediately clenched the needleless syringe and changed his words.

"It's a genetically modified potion, go back and find a safe place to inject it, and you'll be able to get superpowers, understand?" Liang Yun explained lightly.

"I see, Senpai!" Fang Tianhua nodded excitedly and said.

Although he is very strange, how Taoist priests and genetic modification are mixed together, but as long as he can get superpowers, he doesn't care about the details, and those who care about the details are stupid.

Liang Yun nodded, his figure took two steps back, and a pitch-black gap suddenly opened in the space, and Liang Yun's figure disappeared into it.

Fang Tianhua's eyes widened and he watched all this, until the space gap was closed, he was full of wit, and when he saw that no one noticed here, he quickly turned around and left.

Although he is in the second grade, he does not mean that he is stupid, and he naturally knows very well how much of a stir this kind of thing will cause if someone finds out, so it is the most important thing to make a fortune now.

Zhao Lei is a rich second generation, and he is not an ordinary rich second generation, and his family assets are more than a billion billions.

However, Zhao Lei has no interest in things like famous cars and beauties.

And in this way, he has a hobby, which is to collect figurines of various anime! Because he's a dead house, a dead house that is extremely fanatical about the second dimension.

For him, all three-dimensional beauties are scum, and only two-dimensional beauties are true love.

For him, all three-dimensional luxury cars are floating clouds, and only the various Gundams and Transformers of the two-dimensional can ignite his passion.

He is such a special rich second generation, who locks himself in the house all day long, either watching anime or buying various figure models online.

Of course, he occasionally goes out, but only at the maid's café. Or fly straight to Akihabara, for which he even deliberately found a home to teach Mandarin.

Because of his special hobbies, Zhao Lei did not live at home after graduating from college, but bought a villa with his pocket money and moved out, so that he could toss as much as he wanted.

For example, all the walls of the interior of the villa are covered with paintings of anime beautiful girls and Gundam Transformers.

All of his paintings are specially customized, changed every few days, never with the same kind, the local tyrant is the local tyrant!

In addition, he even hired two beautiful girl otaku girls who also like anime to be his maids.

Help him clean his room every day, prepare food, and even watch anime with him in front of the big TV in the living room.

It's just a local tyrant among local tyrants! is such a local tyrant, and he is also a secondary disease.

And today, our second local tyrant Zhao Lei is also as usual, when the two maids are cleaning the room, he uses the computer in the room alone to watch the anime on the barrage website.

In this way, the wheel of fate rolled forward, and a new page was turned in history.

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Happy New Year to everyone!

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