After chaos, there is the zero beginning, and chaos, which is the beginning, is also called the pseudo-zero beginning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Xiaofei gradually lifted the veil of chaos, and the mysterious thing revealed that hideous face in front of him, and he seemed to understand a little why the chaos plane was also called the death plane.

If it really blends with the urban immortal cultivation plane just now, then the Taoist priests, martial artists, cultivators, immortal cultivators, and monsters in the universe in that plane may all descend, so Wang Xiaofei, what can he do to stop it?

And Wang Xiaofei also understands why the plot will be changed, because in the end, the second plane will definitely be opened, just a matter of opening sooner or later, Wang Xiaofei saw the scene just now, but if at a certain moment, Wang Xiaofei inadvertently did something or had contact with someone from another plane, then the second plane would be opened inadvertently, and then everything would be troublesome.

Turn on the shower head, let the cold water tilt down, and wash it on yourself, both to wash away the dirt on your body and to calm yourself down.

"Anyway, now let's settle the matter in front of me first, and the second world opens, I won't necessarily be Matsumoto anymore, after all, according to the rules of the Ten Thousand Worlds Live, every time I go to a world, I will have a new identity, so if the two planes merge, I may have two identities, which may be a good thing for me. ”

Baomei was a little strange why her husband was in such a hurry when he came back, and he rushed directly into the toilet, and she walked to the door of the toilet with some worry and asked, "Husband, are you okay?"

Wang Xiaofei's voice came from inside: "Ah, it's okay, it's just a little hot this day, and I'm sweating when I go out for a spin, so I want to come back and rinse it off." ”

"Oh, well, the meal is almost ready, you're almost ready to eat when you're done. Bao Mei said.

"Okay, got it, wife. ”

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At noon, while eating, Bao Mei suddenly said, "Husband, you quit your sales job, so where does our income come from now?"

Wang Xiaofei took a bite of food and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "That's easy to do, I write a book, I have a manuscript fee, and I can maintain our life." ”

"Writing a book? Bao Meixiu frowned: "Writing books can make a lot of money, and writing books is a long-term job, those writers on the literary rich list have so much fame and money after a long period of accumulation, husband, we are in a very difficult period now, and we can't rely on writing books." ”

Wang Xiaofei waved his hand and said: "Wife, what you said is a traditional writer, and what I said about writing a book is not that, it is writing a book on the Internet." ”

"Writing books online?" Bao Mei was surprised, how could I still write books on the Internet?

"What's the situation with this online book?" asked Bao Mei.

"That's it, I write the story on the computer, and then I post it online, and then I sign a contract with the website, and then I have an income, and the money comes very quickly. ”

"What else is said about this?" Bao Mei was as curious as a child who saw a toy, "Is it that you have to sign a contract to get the money?"

"Of course. Wang Xiaofei nodded.

"Then husband, have you signed a contract?"

"That's natural, otherwise do you think I can still sit here and eat leisurely?" Wang Xiaofei said angrily.

"Hee-hee, that husband... How much do you pay for your manuscript?"

"I don't know yet, didn't I just write this, but don't worry, it's definitely more than I used to do sales, and I don't have to get up so early and come back so late every day, and I have a lot more time with you. Wang Xiaofei smiled evilly.

Bao Mei blushed, then nodded: "That's great, and when we have money in the future, we can have a child, right, husband?"

"Poof!"

Wang Xiaofei almost didn't squirt out the soup he just drank, and he wanted to have a child? He really didn't think about it so much, and now that he thinks about it, it seems that the first few times... He didn't even have a condom.

It's over, what if I accidentally leave a seed? Wang Xiaofei suddenly realized this, he didn't care, he left after the end of this plane, but what if he accidentally had a son in this plane? Is it just like that? No, if this child is born, will it be counted as my child, or will it be counted as the child of Matsumoto in this plane?

Wang Xiaofei couldn't figure it out, just as he didn't know that he was still not a virgin now, this kind of thing couldn't be explained clearly, but whatever, anyway, isn't he still alive yet, if he really has a child at that time, then let's talk about it.

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaofei was still coding words in the study, and Baomei sat on the sofa and watched TV after finishing the housework.

And in the seventh floor opposite Wang Xiaofei's house, Xiaoshan was lying on the balcony in a daze, and there was a telescope next to him, but he didn't dare to peep into the Matsumoto family anymore, and after returning from the detention center, he felt that he had lost his soul.

I couldn't detect what kind of poison I had when I went to such a regular big hospital, and it seems that the poison that Matsumoto gave himself was still that kind of high-grade poison, and it couldn't be detected easily.

This made Xiaoshan even more desperate, and he didn't dare to disobey Matsumoto's orders, and now his only hope was to find Matsumoto to get the antidote, but would Matsumoto give it to himself? Obviously not.

So Xiaoshan gradually ignited another idea, on the other side of him, there was a knife, and he decided to sneak into his house to kidnap her daughter-in-law while Matsumoto was away, and then use this as a threat to force him to give him an antidote, which is a wonderful way.

For this reason, Xiaoshan has been planning for a long time, and has figured out Wang Xiaofei's recent living habits, every afternoon, Wang Xiaofei will go out for a walk, at that time, it is his Xiaoshan's opportunity...

On Oda Ken's side, he still thinks that Matsumoto is a vagrant, but what makes him strange is that two weeks have passed, and this Matsumoto still hasn't come to ask for himself, according to Fukuda's friend's words, this Matsumoto has been at home for two weeks.

"Does he have some savings in his family? He's looking for a job online?"

In the end, Oda Ken can only attribute the reason to this, and Matsumoto's inaction makes Fukuda very anxious, this Oda Ken obviously has to wait until Matsumoto really comes to beg him before he can help himself say good things, if Matsumoto doesn't come to beg him for a long time, then he Oda Ken will not care about Fukuda's life or death.

In this way, my efforts were in vain, and I gave back 9,000 yen to that black-hearted mountain.

No, this must not be allowed to happen, and it seems that the time has come to take some necessary measures.

Fukuda believes that this Matsumoto must be making the last struggle, he is wondering whether to come to Mr. Oda Ken, he may have a way out, but this retreat is wrong, so he wants to come to Mr. Oda Ken, but he can't pull his face, at this time he just needs to convince himself.

For the sake of his position as the team leader, Fukuda doesn't care about this.

In the end, Oda Ken couldn't sit still, since he came back, every day and every night he thought about Matsumoto's wife, Homi's body, even when he had sex with his wife, what came to his mind was Homi's face and perfect body.

So he decided to come and play a prelude, according to Fukuda's friend Koyama, Matsumoto would go out for a walk every afternoon, between three and four o'clock in the afternoon.

He only needs to finish things within this time period, it's fine, Oda Ken knows very well that Matsumoto used to run sales, and he must be very cold to his wife, even if Matsumoto wants to have sex, his body will not allow him to do this, after all, he is already very tired when he returns home, and this is Oda Ken's opportunity, he believes that he will be able to satisfy Mrs. Baomei's desires with regular exercise.