Geniuses of the same generation do not meet because the extraordinary genius is too rare and rare.

The sub-genius, the signer of the Yasheng contract, did not say similarly.

"Secretively shaking ~"

"The legendary contract of Ascend really exists."

"Well, I always thought it was a loss. Is Yasheng's contract stronger than a sub-genius? In fact, if you can sign a sub-genius contract, you can already be called the contract with the highest specifications."

In the forum, everyone talked about the Extraordinary Road Mutual Aid Zone.

Dominated by golden red.

True transcendents rarely appear.

Either join the war or take a break, no time and no thoughts to visit the forum ... Today is very different. Today is the day of great joy for Hung Hom: "Hahahahaha finally turned my red leaves to stand out and raise my eyebrows!"

看 "Look at the forum."

"Look at this sticky post, everyone in the sixteenth district across the country can see it." Hongyan secretly took a screenshot.

Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, finally frosting red.

Willpower: Breaking the third limit.

五 Five elements of the human body: sensitivity, speed to break the third limit. The three elements of strength, flexibility and endurance are also relatively close to the third limit level.

Huh!

I saw Red 晔 shaking his head, tilting his feet, and his heel seemed to be on the edge of the table ...

It's actually two centimeters away ...

He looked like a barrier, holding up his left foot. He looked at the black tea consultant: "Don't forget the gambling contract at the beginning of this year. As long as I break through the consultant level this year, this office belongs to me."

The style of office decoration is simple.

兰花 On the windowsill, in the corner, there are pots of orchids and hibiscus, and the walls are wallpapered, a touch of orange is a little dazzling.

At this time.

The office chair turned slowly, turning to the indifferent face of the black tea consultant: "Good memory."

"Just ask you to be angry?"

Red 搭 left foot on the willpower barrier.

Besides that, the whole person is also sitting empty.

Willpower interferes with reality and easily lifts up his body. If a golden-red door opens, he must be surprised. Hung Hom is sitting in an invisible technology office chair.

Rowing without paddles, sitting without chairs, while twisting the upper body, twisting left and right, at this moment the red cricket could not help but sway ...

Similar to the people who turned over and took charge and sang ...

"as long as you are happy."

The black tea consultant shook his head, carrying his hands, and walked out of this office.

"Hey!"

Hong 晔 suddenly stood up and looked dignified, this script is not right.

I said good shock?

I said that it is impossible to shout okay if you do n’t believe it and then envy envy and hate?

"You are not a wastewood counterattack, nor are you a genius. It is not normal for Yasheng contract signers to become a consultant level in two or three years. So you like to show off your face ... As a consultant level, you must understand that you are a Extraordinary from low-level fun. "

The black tea consultant turned his head, staring at the red tea, and his loving father's soothing and stern eyes saw the red teak subconsciously shrinking his head.

"Uncle Tea."

Hong 晔 lamented: "I think, what if people live in this world can't show off and live?"

"Don't you think, what do you think is useful." The black tea sentence critically: "Look at how Tang Hong did it, tirelessly, perseverance, and struggle for dreams, from southeast to northeast, from northeast to Sichuan , Almost traveled all over the country, just to kill the conventional god. "

I heard the words.

Red 蔫 suddenly stunned, as if poured into a basin of cold water.

You are also the signers of the Yasheng contract ...

God-slayer ...

Is indeed famous.

However, Hung Hom's willpower is so strong that he will not easily change his philosophy: "I will now ask Tang Hong if he has time ... By the way, Uncle Cha, you are a lot of years old, go home and play Mahjong, sweep the floor Helper replaced me. I just greeted the military side. "

The black tea consultant stunned at the door.

The office fell silent.

Hong 晔 leaned over his head, and the willpower closed the door without giving black tea a chance to refuse.

Somewhere in the suburbs, a street, Tang Hong looked down at the Meituan app interface.

"Barber shops are so hard to find."

When Tang Hong found out that he didn't want a haircut, there were barbershops all over the street, and it was dazzling. Now I really want a haircut and I can't find it.

The streets were filled with young men and women.

There seemed to be a university town nearby. Tang Hong glanced casually. Somehow, there were so many couples. Then I remembered what day it is: a new year is here.

New Year's Day.

Legal holidays.

"New Year's Day."

Tang Hong was silent, turned around the corner, and finally found a barber shop that was still open.

I walked into the barbershop.

Some sweep the floor, some people are sitting beside, this barber shop is very spacious and the lights are bright, reflected on a mirror, echoing the noise of the hair dryer.

Someone greeted him, "Are you going to have a haircut? What price should I cut?"

I soon.

After washing his head, Tang Hong sat in a chair, shook his hair twice, and dropped a few drops of water.

Suddenly remembered that this was a street barbershop. She couldn't shake her hair with extraordinary power ... So Tang Hong's attention fell on the mirror, and the round mirror seemed to show a flawless face.

Tang Hong does not want to be narcissistic.

Hei Nai is so good that he was born so that no one can do it.

Hairdresser held scissors and trimmed Tang Hong's hair left and right, chatting casually: "Look at you, student?"

Tang Hong subconsciously wanted to say no.

Xu thought for a while, although he was extraordinary and trapped the regular **** every day, but strictly speaking, Yunhai University of Finance and Economics's freshman major is his social identity.

"Yes, I am a student." Tang Hong's tone was full of emotion.

初 Only the first draft of the graduation thesis was submitted.

The graduation reply has not been completed and the graduation ceremony has not been attended. He is really a student.

There is a university town nearby. The students are normal. The hairdresser asked what he really wanted to ask: "I didn't go home on New Year's Day, why do I have to cut my hair alone? Doesn't my girlfriend stay with you?"

"No girlfriend." Tang Hong smiled.

I have long been accustomed to pleasure.

The trigger mechanism of a person's value makes him unable to return home often, let alone talk about a sweet love.

"No," said the barber, surprised. "So temperament, can I have no girlfriend?"

The transcendent person has experienced temperament after facing life and death.

The wind hunters in the Heiheji area seem to be insignificant, and they have also interpreted the insignificance to a level of ingenuity.

"True and false." The hairdresser did not believe it.

"Maybe ... too good," Tang Hong said lightly.

Tang Hong also said, "Don't cut the sides of your hair too short."

"I think shorter is suitable for you ..."

"listen to me."

Tang Hong smiled slightly. The unquestionable calm tone was understated but powerful. The barber was speechless for a while, and he dared not talk again, including movements.

The hairdresser sighed regretfully only after Tang Hong paid the bill and pushed out the door.

"Pity."

"Absolutely the type that big sister likes, you should add a WeChat."

Uh ...

After leaving the barber shop, Tang Hong put on his hat.

Temperament is such a thing that you can't hide it, it accidentally glows.

keep going forward.

Kushiro passed a commercial plaza, and there was a small fountain at the entrance, but the water flow was small.

The main entrance of the shopping mall is very lively, and it is about to hold an anniversary celebration.

The roadside.

Tang Hong came and went, and pedestrians hurried, and Tang Hong watched for a while.

Suddenly a telephone rang.

It was Wolong who was the signer of the contract of Yasheng who called over: "Tang Hong, where is it, go mahjong together?"

"Mahjong ..."

Tang Hong hasn't played, just thinking, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at an impressive back.

More precise.

I am not familiar with the back view.

But ... the light blue-colored beret reminded Tang Hong: "It seems a bit like Bei Ni?"

Take a glance at his senses and familiar people. Beni was out of range, only seen twice from beginning to end.

He added that Tang Hong had not yet become extraordinary and his memory was average.

"Well."

"Look at it."

Tang Hong involuntarily moved his steps and felt inexplicable, as if he didn't need to do this, sneaking like a thief, a normal person should call the name twice to confirm that he is an acquaintance.

and also.

I can't seem to find a valid reason to say hello.

Although the two are very familiar and have known each other for more than half a year, they can always communicate online ...

I ca n’t be an acquaintance ...

Qianmao hurriedly greeted ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ a bit awkward, Tang Hong was thinking, but saw the back turned, an unfamiliar short-haired woman.

'do not know. ’

'never seen it. ’

Tang Hongsong said with a tone of breath, and said to the red 晔 over the phone: "It just happens to be free. You come here or I'll go there. Discuss which suspicious place to start the operation tomorrow."

"No problem!" Hung Hoo said, "I'm here to find you."

Tang Hong reported a position.

hang up the phone.

Mumble ~

女子 The short-haired woman in a light blue beret mumbled.

She took off the blue hat, held it in her hand, and dodged from side to side and laughed, "Come on, Becky, catch me, and give you the hat back."