Vol 2 Chapter 135: Advanced players

Because of the more serious topic, Chen Zhang's expression did not slow down until he entered the house.
On the other hand, Yin Ronglan's daily life is much more boring than ordinary people. Most of the time at home is to work overtime except for kneeling. Seeing that he was thinking about things, he took the initiative to take over today's dinner.
While people are busy working in the kitchen, Chen Zhang returns to the room to inquire about the combat effectiveness of the system in detail.
The system quickly reported a series of knowledge about C language, and within two minutes, Chen Zhang was drowsy. Confused and stuck, he turned to open a notebook to search for a tutorial class to learn computer knowledge.
The young man carefully probed his brain at the door and peered at it, lamenting how hard-working the scum was in the world.
"There are the last three days," Chen Zhan returned to his mind and asked, "What are you going to do with it?"
It should be very nervous before the 100m race start gun gives instructions.
The system came out of his body and turned into a round ball. He tried to walk with his hands to pretend to be a young adult, but his arms were too short to fail.
It focused its eyes on the young man peeking at the door, with a very serious tone: "I want to see the rest of the law enforcers."
The youth did not want to say: "They will not stand on your side."
The law enforcer is the one who maintains the headquarters the most. Because he is about to be laid off, he wants to retaliate. The remaining colleagues will die rather than betray.
The meaning is conveyed very well. Both the system and Chen Zhang can feel it. The first thing to say is the system: "This is what I like."
The youth is unknown, so Chen Zhang thought about it.
The system insists on this, and young people are under the eaves and have to choose to compromise.
The meeting point was about the time when Chen Zhang discovered the law enforcement's small bungalow, because the next day there was an offline black powder meeting, and the meeting time was later.
Wang Cheng had no way to pick up something. It happened that on the weekend, Yin Ronglan took the duty of the driver temporarily and sent people to the venue.
Waiting for the red light, the scene of taking him to the reader meeting last year came to mind. Yin Ronglan couldn't help but humor: "Have you called the Marines this time?"
Chen Zhang replied seriously: "I let Wang Cheng contact, but no one is willing to take orders."
"Why?"
Chen Zhang: "It's all black powder. They worry that if they call in the audience, they will be killed as aliens."
It is sad that after careful consideration, Yin Ronglan found that this situation is not impossible.
Heihong debuted, and the combat power of black powder is naturally stronger than other homes.
Before arriving at the venue, Chen Zhan saw a few people waiting at the door, holding a banner in his hand, and the car drove forward for a certain distance, barely able to see the word'boycott'.
In order to ensure that there will be no violence during the meeting, he hired several security guards in advance.
With about one hundred meters left, Chen Zhang said, "Just stop here."
Yin Ronglan narrowed his eyes and showed disapproval, just to explain the importance of personal safety. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Chen Zhang holding a strong wooden stick and untied his seat belt.
"..."
"What do you want to say?" Chen Zhang didn't miss the trace of his lips moving.
Yin Ronglan shook his head, his face slightly changed: "Just want to remind you to pay attention to safety."
But now it seems that the object to be reminded is wrong.
Chen Zhang looked forward calmly, and the black powder couldn't help but take a step back.
"It should be just doing it." Someone grudgingly smiled: "Blatantly beating people is illegal."
The hardest thing at the moment is the security guard, who struggles with the moral choice of helping the employer or protecting the civilian population.
Simply Chen Zhang stopped a few steps away, put his hands on both sides of the wood, and gently broke it... the stick broke in half on the spot.
Witnessing a brutal step with his own eyes, leaning on a banner to cover it, several black powders carrying baskets of rotten eggs silently threw the ‘murder weapon’ into the trash can.
"What will happen if we throw out the eggs first?" an angry young man whispered.
The next high school student replied: "Probably... struck the stone with an egg."
Speaking of the automatic brain to make up the fragmented scene, shaking.
Chen Zhang staged a face change for a second, smiling and bending his hands together and crossing the road: "Welcome everyone."
The nature is special, the media refused to enter, and a long table and a row of microphones were placed on the table. He sits in the middle, as if to hold a press conference.
"Whooh--" Whether the blow test towards the microphone can be used normally, and the staff is giving out small gifts to those who come today.
"His heart can be ridiculous." The high school student put something in his pocket: "First come to Mawei and then send things, short hand, we can't say anything."
Looking around, I saw some soft-hearted girls whispering softly, saying that people are not bad.
"It looks good." Seeing the face of a real person, the bottom line couldn't help but retreat.
Chen Zhan smiled and sat on the stage, looking closely at the lack of expression.
The system is communicating with him in his head: [Is it not cost-effective to waste time here? 】
No matter how small the mosquito is, it's meat. Chen Zhan felt the meager whitewash value, and looked at it with development: "These are all long-term customers."
After sorting out the clothes a little, the PPT began to be shown on the screen, and the title was greatly written with the words "Love Meeting".
"Everyone is a high-grade black powder that I have carefully selected," Chen Zhan gently said: "For better growth, I want to hear your inner voice."
Senior Black Men: "..."
A girl stood up first with sharp words: "Does your popularity mean that the social atmosphere is getting worse?"
Chen Zhan smiled: "If you don't steal or snatch, it's not true."
"It's just not good to write someone's romantic romance."
Chen Zhang: "Where's the romance?"
The girl was stunned, and if you think about it, you can't find it. The one who shines in the "Confessions" is Lin Chiang.
"At best it's a revenge." Chen Zhang joked to ease the atmosphere.
Along with further exchanges, the increase in whitewashing value has soared from the beginning to a single digit, and soon soared to the 100th place. Chen Zhan looked at her more lovingly... This is a big customer.
Goose bumps could be looked up at with such greasy eyes, and the girl sat down quickly.
The whitewash value continues to grow, and Chen Zhan couldn't help but look at the past with reassurance, his sight unchanged.
The girl took her companion's hand in search of warmth: "It's terrible."
Being stared at by a handsome guy, it is inevitable that my heart will thump.
The companion glanced at Chen Zhang and couldn't help but sizzle and said from the heart: "It's pretty scary."
Chen Zhan's voice was low and gentle on the stage: "Who else wants to comment?"
"..."
The chairman of the Black Powder Club was elected to stand up and said a few words, because there was no keyboard in hand, a little guilty, and also contributed some whitewash value.
It can be considered a contribution... Chen Zhang looked at him with the eyes of the spring flowers.
President Black Powder: "Could he love me?"
The person next to him shook his head: "That's fraternity."
This kind of ‘fraternity’ lasted for almost an hour. When Chen Zhang announced that ‘the first exchange meeting of love had ended successfully’, the audience applauded like thunder.
"It's finally time to go."
"Never again."
Such remarks abound.
Chen Zhan didn't mind, before waving, he waved friendlyly to everyone: "See you next year."
Yubi hurried into the car and hurried to the next place.
To meet the law enforcers, Yin Ronglan was inconvenient to be present. Chen Zhang asked the youth to rent a car in advance and wait outside.
"Actually, you are not qualified to punish him." The young man's face was complicated: "Yin Ronglan was at most lying, which is nothing compared to what you conceal.
Chen Zhang glanced at him and raised his eyebrows.
The young people gave up on justice and drove obediently.
Chen Zhan remembered Yan recently checked on the road: "Did you bring your driver's license?"
The young man shook his head. He even stowed abroad.
Chen Zhang took a deep breath: "Stop, I will drive."
When getting out of the car, the youth cried with a sad face: "Why do you want to receive twenty whitewashes?"
Chen Zhan's expression was blank: "On behalf of driving expenses."
The system suddenly jumped out and interrupted the communication between the two. I saw that it held a huge rock high and performed a big crush on the chest. Afterwards some foam was spitting out of his mouth, which showed that he had suffered some internal injuries.
A series of sudden acts of harassment shocked the young people. It can be seen that Chen Zhan kept silent and could only rest her inquiry.
The courtyard is still old and dilapidated. Chen Zhan walked down the broken ladder carefully to prevent falling.
Before I finished the last step of the stairs, I heard intermittent weeping, Chen Zhang looked over, and several were trembling, seeming to be sad.
"What happened?"
An enforcer said angrily: "Is it blind?"
Chen Zhang was startled, not angry, and watched the last word on the wall locked on the wall.
Demolition is a good thing, but for law enforcement, it is clear that the place where it is settled is more important. What's more... Looking at these balls, in their state, how to receive the demolition money is still a problem.
Youth: "It is not difficult to find the body of a stranded person."
Chen Zhang thought that the body of the woman who had been victimized last time was finally recovered by the law enforcement. If it is properly preserved, it can be taken for use like a youth.
"This kind of thing often happens," the youth felt hurt. "When I was working in another plane, the most unlucky one was demolished eight times in a row."
"...That really wronged you."
The law enforcer did not want to be seen as a joke, and walked into the house after howling.
As soon as he arrived in the room, he surrounded Chen Zhan, seeming to be alert to the other party.
Chen Zhan sat down and said: "I am not looking for you."
As the voice fell, the law enforcement officers opened their mouths and rushed to the system next to them, revealing threats.
People close to Mexico are black, and unknowingly the ball has already possessed Chen Qi’s temperament, and he pulled out an agreement when he was in danger. The rewards available are just that."
The young people looked at this picture, and they seemed to have met each other. Isn't Chen Zong's brainwashing every time he brainwashes people?
An enforcer despised: "We will always stand on the side of the headquarters."
"It's not abetment mutiny." The system pointed to the agreement: "It's a gamble, just bet I can rebel successfully this time."
Law enforcers looked at each other.
The system grinned and grinned: "There are already a lot of system bets, but unfortunately I can't contact the law enforcement, but you can."
A law enforcer moved a bit, carefully watching it, swallowing: "You mean..."
"Small investment and high return," the system: "You can get rid of poverty and become rich overnight if you win.
The law enforcer quickly figured it out: "I'm not sure you will be taken advantage of in the end."
System: "This is a win-win situation."
In the gap of silence, the youth looked at the agreement inconceivably. Can the rebellion still make a fortune?
Law Enforcer: "If someone plays a gambling game like you..."
"No." The system said: "I killed the chicken and the monkey, and all those thoughts were killed by me."
"..."
Reason tells them to be a gambler and have nothing until the end, but hesitates in the face of high temptation.
The system took out several pages of paper: "I'm going to attack the eight departments of the headquarters in three waves, and I can bet on every game." Speaking of the half, I used a more bewildering tone: "Betting on the win and loss, even if you are unlucky, you can win A few rounds."
The first one who didn’t resist the temptation turned out to be his own, and the young man excitedly said: "How much whitewashing value can one bet?"
System: "Not expensive, fifty."
All hit, but a million-fold return.
With the herd effect, the first one took the lead, and the next few shot one after another.
Betting on so many innings is also to make another profit. If there are right bets in the first few games, you will certainly regret not over-investing, and you may be added in the next few games.
The goal was achieved, and the teacher turned back.
In the bungalow.
An enforcer whispered: "Press the system to lose."
"But its combat effectiveness is pretty good."
The law enforcement sneered: "Despite trying to cover up, I found it injured."
"Injured!"
The law enforcer made a "hush" action: "Not only that, we can secretly sell this news to the black market at a high price."
"If it's wrong, wouldn't it be chased?"
Law enforcement officers disdain: "You can't be wrong."
Another colleague echoed: "I just feel vaguely aware of the unstable system code."
"...In case it was deliberately made..."
The voice did not fall, and Qi Qi laughed out loud, but that is the famous low IQ, how could come up with such a gorgeous conspiracy?
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Even in remote places on weekends, there are more pedestrians than usual.
Chen Zhang took out some change and sent the youth to buy things, so as to excuse him.
The system has returned to the body long ago.
[As long as the odds are set well, and guide the public opinion, as the banker earns no losses. 】
Later, he said: [If I lose, I can leave the host with a lot of legacy. The headquarters will not embarrass you for the money. And the eye-catching wealth will attract successors to come to you, and the host can use the money to encourage and support them. 】
In order to improve IQ, Chen Zhan did double the homework when he went to night school.
"..." After a while, Chen Zhang sighed softly: "Knowledge changes destiny, the ancients never bullied me."
[System: ...If I fail and get caught and not executed immediately, the host must try to pay bail to see if I can get me out. 】
It may not be saved.
"..."
After the young man bought the water and ran back, he happened to see the picture of Chen Zhang looking up at the sky.
Yesterday I was still talking about what was once a sea.
Chen Zhang touched his head... Fortunately, the silly prince is still a silly prince.
Seeing him still standing in the same position, the young man frowned: "God..."
"Call me Chen Baota." Chen Zhang sighed.
Pagoda Zhenhe Demon is like that pagoda, suppressing a series of strange people or non-human beings. If you evolve a few more, it will really be overwhelming.
"..."
Most of the time, Chen Zhang was rational, and the young man thought he might be stunned and pointed to the park in front of him: "Do you want to relax?"
Hundreds of flowers are blooming this season, and walking on the tree-lined trail is indeed refreshing.
Attracted by a gorgeous flower, the youth suddenly had a whimsy and wanted to be promoted to a higher position: "Shall we come to Taoyuan Sanjieyi?"
Chen Zhang: "What do you call me?"
Youth: "Godfather."
Chen Zhang: "We worship the boy, that's called Bulun."
The heart of the youth is ashamed.
Walk slowly all the way, and finally take the bus, it was dark after arriving home.
No surprise, Yin Ronglan was working from home. He didn't even ask where Chen Zhan went. He simply asked if he had dinner.
Chen Zhang shook his head.
Yin Ronglan went to hot meal.
It is impossible to say that there is no tension at all before doing a big thing. Most systems that normally tend to remain silent jump out for the second time today to vent.
It looked at the remnant sun on the horizon, with a sad face.
Chen Zhang couldn't help laughing: "I am ready for bail."
The system looked at him pitifully: "Really?"
Chen Zhang nodded and said half-jokingly: "With so many bets collected, it's really impossible. You can roll the money and run."
The young man was taken aback, and he also made a few bets.
The system shook his head and said firmly: "What I want is the supreme right."
Chen Zhang took a deep look at it and stopped talking.
Recruiting and buying horses is an indispensable process before the rebellion. For the system, there is one more item. It tells Chen Zhang his life, hoping that the other party can create a brilliant image.
Wan Lai is quiet, picking up lights and writing constantly.
A shallow sigh overflowed from time to time.
Yin Ronglan didn’t sleep either, looking at him with his head sideways in amusement: "What is so hard to write?"
Chen Zhang's tone became flirty because of the unsmooth writing: "Maybe guess."
Yin Ronglan thought for a while: "Script?"
Chen Zhang shook his head.
"Goddess" should not be possible. He always lacks his own material. Yin Ronglan tentatively said: ""The years after I persecuted the shadow"?"
Chen Zhang continued to shake his head, no longer playing dumb mystery: "It is a history book."
"..." Yin Ronglan: "Who made you write?"
"A partner." Chen Zhandao said: "It is going to do a big thing, do not know life and death, want to record his life."
Yin Ronglan smiled: "Isn't that a biography?"
Chen Zhang solemnly said: "It has repeatedly asked that all the forces of this period should be compiled into a record and passed down through the ages."
Sounding bizarre and unreliable, Yin Ronglan frowned slightly: "Why should I be down?"
Chen Zhanmei had a little helplessness: "The legacy is left to me."
Wen Yan Yin Ronglan looked deeply at the past.
Although there was no communication with each other, Chen Zhang knew what he was thinking.
I have been harvesting my heritage along the way... The old man left the heritage to him, Yin Ronglan also made a will, and now the system has made the same choice.
Yin Ronglan did not delve into who his legacy was, and instead fell into deep thought, and said a little: "I wonder if you have a copy of Lin's legacy?"
"……will not."
Unless Lin Chiang is dead, no, it's crazy.
To circumvent this topic, Yin Ronglan got out of bed and walked to him. At first glance, he wrote a full page, but in fact it was divided into many paragraphs, and the content was not much--
In zero seven six, those who have great ambitions have dreamed of being a virtuous confidant. Unexpectedly, in the face of duplicity and slyness, the same business is doing business, and the money is fighting every day.
Rich, willful, and rebellious.
At the end of June, it unraveled. The soldiers were divided into three groups with the intention of competing against the world. Worrying about old people, gathering for gambling and making profits, leaving the family wealth. The war is about to start, so the old friends want to imitate Lu Buwei and help each other.
...
Yin Ronglan usually reads the news more often, and the entertainment gossip only pays attention after he knows Chen Zhang. In terms of recent news, Cathay Pacific, peace in the world, and overall peace in the world.
Chen Zhang: "Can be regarded as an exaggerated rhetoric." Suddenly said again: "Or parallel world."
The latter sentence can barely be explained.
Yin Ronglan looked at his eyes intriguingly: "People in a parallel world leave you a legacy and let you write a history book?"
Chen Zhang nodded.
Yin Ronglan: "How did he do it?"
Chen Zhang's face was deep: "Tuo Meng."
"..."
Without further ado, Chen Zhang relapsed into deep thinking and made historical creations.
Staring at his back, Yin Ronglan silently started rummaging through the address book, trying to find the psychologist he visited when he was preparing to confess long ago.
Staying up till early in the morning, I can write only a few hundred words. Looking back on the life of the system, there is no peachy news and no offspring. According to what it said, several of the hosts that they had taken chose to stay after completing the mission, and were later killed by law enforcement because of insufficient whitewash value.
There are too few deeds to sing.
[System: Multi-point appearance description. 】
There is only one mouth in the facial features, even if it is meticulous to each tooth, it will hold out a hundred words.
[System: Then write more expressions. 】
Chen Zhang pressed his eyebrows: "Where does the facial features change?"
The cruel reality is before us, and we are silent.
[System: No problem. The history is written by the winner. When I succeed, I will first edit him tens of thousands of words. 】
The matter of the history book is temporarily over. Seeing that there will be another day when the system is about to go out, Chen Zhang will postpone the work for a while, preparing to accompany it more.
Yin Ronglan disturbed the plan: "The weather is good, why not go out for a walk?"
Chen Zhan glanced at the calendar and confirmed that today is a working day.
"There is a power outage in the area and you can't do business."
"Where to go?"
Yin Ronglan: ""Aberration" has a terrifying color, which is convenient for writing, and you may wish to go to the exciting place."
Chen Zhang thought the destination would be a haunted house. When the car stopped at the entrance of the mental hospital, he turned his face expressionlessly: "Is this your choice?"
Yin Ronglan was serious: "The mental hospital is a classic place for horror novels."
Of course, psychiatric hospitals are strictly managed, and not everyone can enter. They just took a look outside the door and drove to the big hospital across the road.
Chen Zhang was not annoyed, but instead began to smile in his eyes: "Who would be more abnormal when doing a mental assessment while guessing?"
Yin Ronglan was startled, and said seriously after a while: "You aroused my desire to win or lose."
Although there was a higher-level idea, he did not put it into practice in the end, but instead hung up the most common psychology department. The two have the same worries, and in case they are caught in the problem at the same time, there is no one who can get them out.
No, maybe the masses and the police will, after all, in their eyes, this uneasy husband may have been playing too much fun games.
Treating celebrities, psychologists can't help but be a little more curious, maintain basic professional qualities, and make a gesture of a listener.
Chen Zhang: "My pressure mainly comes from the outside world."
The psychologist smiled: "Most people do."
Chen Zhang: "It also comes from, I am a normal person."
"..."
The two sides chatted for about ten minutes. According to the psychologist's opinion, this was an unnutritious conversation.
When Yin Ronglan came in again, she was probably enchanted by the magic sound before Chen Zhang. She asked subconsciously, "What pressure do you have?"
Yin Ronglan: "My lover is a normal person, so I will be punished every time I get mysterious in front of him."
"..."
"Recently he brought home a dry son who looks the same age as me and now lives under the same roof." Yin Ronglan asked politely: "Is there any way to coordinate?"
"Drink more medicine." The psychologist accidentally said the truth: "It is best to let him feed you."
The author has something to say: one of Chen Zhang's daily routines: writing history books.
Chen Zhang's second daily routine: Dalang, drink medicine.