Salted fish turning system

Looking at these trolls who appeared from time to time but were pushed down again, Zhao Mu smiled helplessly.

After all, literati don't care about each other. Many people think that no matter how popular other people's writing is, it's a piece of shit, and only their own is the best novel.So when I have nothing to do, I like to gossip about other people's book reviews, and Zhao Mu's novels are so popular now that they have naturally become the target of public criticism.

But Zhao Mu didn't bother to confront them at all. Most of these people were losers pouring out their negative emotions, and Zhao Mu couldn't afford to waste time arguing with them.

But the managers of the author group who were unwilling to pull Zhao Mu into the group before were looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Should we lure him into the group now? It seems that he is destined to become famous overnight with this novel. If we don't hurry up, I'm afraid we won't be qualified to talk to him in the future."

"Then pull, maybe he can support us in the future."

"But do you know his contact information?"

"Uh, he doesn't seem to have published his contact information. Even the editor found him from the contact information indicated in the background."

"Then what shall we do..."

"how could I know."

The refreshed Zhao Mu then stood up and went out to wash up. He happened to meet that breakfast was being prepared in the villa, and Jiang Yun was sitting on a chair waiting for the breakfast to be delivered.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you want to eat? We have enough ingredients in the kitchen." The butler smiled.

"Hmm..." Zhao Mu recalled that more than half of the dishes he ate at the dining table yesterday did not know their origins. Although they looked quite high-standard, they couldn't be named at all.

But Zhao Mu was also embarrassed to lose face, and also embarrassed to ask for soy milk and fried dough sticks directly, so he could only slowly and domineeringly say: "Is there any lobster..."

"Lobster, how many lobsters are there in the kitchen? I wonder how big Mr. Zhao wants to eat?" The butler picked up the notebook and seemed to be about to write down Zhao Mu's request.

At the beginning, Zhao Mu just said casually, who knew that the other party actually kept lobsters in the kitchen, but recalled that Jiang Yan himself was an old glutton, and then he was relieved.

"Are there any three-meter-long lobsters?"

"..." The butler stopped writing his pen just as he was about to drop it.

But Jiang Yun, who just took her seat, said dissatisfiedly at this moment: "Hey, if you really bring a three-meter-long lobster here, I don't know if you will eat him or he will eat you."

"Forget it, there's not even a three-meter-long lobster... Then, is there any ivory stewed ribs?" Zhao Mu said casually again.

"...there are ribs, the master also had a colleague sent a pair of ivory artwork before. But our chef here is a Sichuan chef, so he doesn't know how to cook this kind of dishes..." the butler said hesitantly.

Fuck, you really said it, let alone Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine doesn’t have ivory stewed ribs.

Then Zhao Mu seemed impatient and said, "Forget it, I don't have this, and I won't do that. Just help me get some fried dough sticks and pickles, and a bowl of soy milk by the way."

"Uh, okay, please wait a moment." The old butler complained with tears streaming down his face.

Finally changed to the same normal food.

As soon as the old butler finished giving orders to the kitchen, a middle-aged maid brought a glass of milk, a plate of bread with poached eggs, and a small jar of caviar to Jiang Yun.

"Fuck, this caviar is genuine." Zhao Mu glanced at it casually, but suddenly snatched the caviar from Jiang Yun's face as if he was very interested.

"Why, Mr. Zhao, are you going to try it? It was airlifted from Iceland to Tianjing yesterday. I really don't have much chance to eat it. Mr. Zhao is lucky." Jiang Yun was gentle and polite. With a smile, he didn't show any impatience at all because of Zhao Mu's rude behavior.

Zhao Mu, who was holding the caviar, then smiled: "I really want to have a good meal today, and taste what this caviar, which is more expensive than gold, really tastes like... It's a pity that some people don't want me to taste it."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mu suddenly took a spoonful of caviar with a spoon, and then put it directly into the mouth of the maid who brought breakfast, and then pinched her jaw with the other hand, forcing her to take the caviar before she could react. The sauce was eaten directly.

Jiang Yun immediately asked in shock: "Mr. Zhao, this is it!"

The maid collapsed to the ground immediately after eating the caviar, her face turning pale.

"Ha, it's nothing, I just intend to have fun with the people, let this maid taste what caviar mixed with poison is like." Zhao Mu smiled coldly.

The middle-aged maid's face became paler at the moment, and she stammered towards Zhao Mu and said, "Mr. Zhao... I don't understand what you mean."

"Hey, before you say you don't understand, can you stand up and refute me first. You seem so guilty when you speak like this, and you don't have any convincing power at all." Zhao Mu said sarcastically.

The maid seemed to be trembling at the moment, and she didn't even dare to look up at Zhao Mu and Jiang Yun.

At this time, the old butler came after hearing the news, and after seeing the scene, he understood a little bit, and then said: "Miss, I can just leave this matter to the old man. The master has ordered you not to intervene in this kind of matter." .”

Before the old housekeeper finished speaking, the face of the middle-aged maid had turned from white to purple, as if she had performed a wonderful Western Sichuan face-changing technique.

Zhao Mu wanted the bribed maid to suffer more, but Jiang Yun hurriedly said, "Hurry up and call an ambulance, no matter how serious her crimes are, she can't just sit here and die here."

"Miss, your heart is too soft." The old housekeeper sighed, and then called an ambulance with his mobile phone.

In less than 5 minutes, a well-equipped ambulance drove directly into the gate of Jiang's house.

Four serious doctors rushed in from the ambulance, and they could not help but enter the villa.

Jiang Yun, on the other hand, was waiting at the door. Seeing that the ambulance had arrived at this moment, she rushed to meet it, trying to guide the doctors to send the middle-aged maid to first aid.

Zhao Mu looked at the doctor with the first aid kit in his hand at this moment, then stood in front of the doctor, and then said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out to be a western doctor. Sorry, we don't believe in foreign doctors, so we should switch to Chinese medicine to treat patients. Give first aid."

"Nonsense, the patient's condition is very critical now, and I don't have time to argue with you about the advantages and disadvantages of Chinese medicine and Western medicine."

"Hey, that's wrong. It's because the patient's condition is critical, so I hope that a respected old doctor will come to treat the patient carefully, so as not to be harmed by a quack doctor." Zhao Mu said with a lowly smile.

The head doctor almost got his nose twisted, took off the mask on his face, and was about to spray hard at Zhao Mu, but saw Zhao Mu suddenly kicked in a roundabout, going so far as to kick the medical box in the head doctor's hand. Flying more than [-] meters, the skill of footwork is comparable to that of a new football star.

Then the medical box drew a beautiful arc under the surprised eyes of everyone, and then directly smashed into the open-air swimming pool in the villa.

"The goal has been scored!" Zhao Mu celebrated humorously.

Before Jiang Yun could get angry, the box that was kicked into the water suddenly exploded terribly after sinking into the water, instantly stirring up waves seven or eight meters high.

"See, our caring doctor wants to perform a fountain for our seriously ill patients." Zhao Mu mocked coldly.

Before the words were finished, the doctor who dropped the medical box suddenly changed his face, and then directly took out a pistol from his arms, and before pointing the pistol at the other person, Zhao Mu directly pressed his palm on the other person's chest.

thump.

With a muffled sound, the other party fell to the ground like a lump of mud.

"Tch, if it weren't for the fact that there are minors around, today I could slap you into a pulp." Zhao Mu then clapped his hands and cleaned the dust off his body.

Then the remaining doctors not only took away the maid who was fighting with the chameleon in the house, but also brought the pretend doctor whose life and death were unknown back to the hospital.

That doctor was naturally replaced by a killer in disguise, and none of the other doctors could tell when this person sneaked in, and it was normal for him to be placed in a hospital with a high passenger flow.

And after Zhao Mu glanced at them casually, he also confirmed that these people were indeed not members of the Killer Organization, and then put them all back in a dull manner.By the way, the man whose internal organs had been shattered and was only half a breath away from death was directly carried back to the hospital and contacted the police for processing.

It stands to reason that even if Zhao Mu, who committed crimes in public and directly beat people into cripples, was not shot dead by the police as a murderer, he would at least be taken to the police station to be tortured and locked up for seven or eighty years as an example.

But the old butler just made a phone call, and then he smiled and thanked Zhao Mu himself with breakfast, and said that the matter of hurting people has been resolved by him, please don't take it into consideration, and said that in the future, if you encounter something like this In the face of these killers, there is no need to keep your hands deliberately. Even if you accidentally kill someone on the spot, it is not a big deal.

Although Zhao Mu took Jiang Yun's feelings into consideration and used a less bloody way to beat the opponent into a useless person, Jiang Yun still vomited in the bathroom for a long time before the appearance that was almost bleeding from the seven orifices faded from his mind. .

"Thank you..." Jiang Yun said in a low voice with a pale face.

Zhao Mu smiled slightly, and had a little more affection for this seemingly innocent girl, and then said, "You're welcome."

After such a incident happened, Jiang Yun naturally didn't mention what school she wanted to go to, so she had to sit in the library alone and read a book.

Zhao Mu, on the other hand, was extremely bored, and he was crazily coding on his computer, trying to put it on the shelves in a few days, and then let "Fights Break the Continent" really emerge. It can be used for the lives of a hundred children.

At least Zhao Mu plans to teach these children some of his skills in the future...