Super Engineering Boss System

Usually in a mature and stable state.

At this time, Zhou Chun changed suddenly, as energetic as a young man.

But now Zhou Chun is not feeling well.

It was the collision just now, and the whole body seemed to be falling apart.

It seems that the bones have been crisped off.

"I'm really not robbing, I just want to see it, and I want to study it!"

Zhou Chun explained.

When he spoke, his eyes were already red.

It was obviously like the performance of a child looking at a red toy.

"This won't work! I'll give it to you, but you can't study it. Why don't you try again?"

Ye Ping said.

As soon as he spoke, he moved his body towards Zhou Chun.

The frightened Zhou Chun quickly backed away, for fear that the backpack behind him would burst open again.

"Look, I'll just say it! You're still more scared, aren't you? Let's talk about it another day!"

Ye Ping greeted with a smile, then turned and left.

At the same time, Ross Charlton used his personal connections to hire the best doctors to perform surgery on Zhang Yu.

Face-changing surgery is nothing new.

There is already a very mature technology in Sam's country.

It does not need to harm human skin tissue at all.

Through the means of plastic surgery, a person's face can be changed.

Even at some point, he can complete the transformation of the voice.

Zhang Yu was tied up in front of the operating table, his eyes still full of panic.

Because he didn't know if he was bound here like this, would he never be able to leave this place.

"You've made up your mind."

Before tying him up, the doctor asked again solemnly.

"Did he meet all the conditions he promised?"

Zhang Yu, who was lying on the cold operating bed, asked nervously.

The doctor gave him a cold look and didn't speak at all.

He's ready to tie up next.

At this moment, Zhang Yu, who was lying on the operating table, began to struggle.

The doctor stopped and said angrily,

"Then pack your things and get out!"

Zhang Yu was so frightened by this sentence that he quickly raised his hands and asked,
"I want to ask what conditions they agreed to. I don't have a good memory, so you have to tell me. Only in this way can I have courage!"

Zhang Yu said pitifully.

The appearance of the whole person makes people feel a sour taste in their hearts.

"A reserve fund of 300 dollars will be released at the beginning of each year, with a total of 120 dollars in reserve funds for the year, and tools for carrying out tasks, including housing and transportation..."

"Stop talking, come on."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Zhang Yu lay there with a relaxed face.

The doctor looked helpless, and then an order came from his headset.

"Let's start, give him a wretched and ugly image!"

Ye Ping's order came from the headset.

As soon as he ordered, a wretched and dirty image appeared in the doctor's mind.

There is a rather large mole next to the corner of the mouth, and the bridge of the nose is high.

The skinny face can be seen, and the eye sockets are somewhat sunken.

The hair is also short and thick, and the overall look is more wretched and wretched.

Zhang Yu was lying on the bed.

My mind is full of money and benefits after plastic surgery, and I don't think about other things at all.

As a result, he didn't know what he was facing.

When everything was ready, the wound on his face began to freeze.

It's all set.

Ye Ping was still patrolling his construction site as usual.

From time to time, he looked at the surrounding environment to see if there was anything he could improve.

In addition, he also has to look at where there is a chance to build some landmark buildings.

After all, here, these buildings make people feel more majestic and majestic at a glance.

These people around greeted Ye Ping from time to time.

This person can be described as a god-man.

Not only has it made the whole world a better place, but it has also made everyone feel the benefits.

"Great God Ye!"

"Excellent Ye Shen!"

"God Ye, you are really good!"

"God Ye, you are so kind!"

……

When Ye Ping was walking around, everyone started to say hello to him loudly.

Ye Ping also smiled and nodded to the people around him.

The backpack behind him made a beeping sound, which was a kind of vigilant scanning restlessness.

Once something unexpected happens, it will automatically activate the self-defense mode in the next second.

The pale yellow scanning network kept scanning.

With such defensive weapons, Ye Ping was not worried at all.

When he turned around and looked around, he went back in a cool manner.

What he didn't know was.

Without going through the media, what he observed during the day has already been secretly photographed and posted on the Internet.

Many netizens left messages and cheered for him on the Internet.

They jumped up and down one by one, looking very excited.

"How I wish to follow God Ye!"

"This great Ye Shen! I love you so much!"

"God Ye! That's the God in my heart!"

"God Ye is mighty! With God Ye around, this world is absolutely beautiful!"

"I want God Ye to take us to Mars!"

All the netizens were cheering non-stop, raised their fists, and kept yelling in front of the screen.

Ye Ping didn't care about these.

He just lay on his bed and listened to the music leisurely, feeling the refreshingness brought by the gentle music.

But Zhang Yu, who had just finished the operation, saw this scene on the screen the moment he opened his eyes.

The whole person froze.

His anger was rising, his eyes were scarlet, and his face seemed to be exploded with anger.

Just like that, the whole person seemed to explode.

His wound seemed about to burst open.

In the blink of an eye, his whole body began to roar.

Originally very wretched, dirty face.

This time, through his roar, he became quite distorted, and his whole body exploded in an instant.

He was bleeding profusely, and his whole face was sticky.

This time it frightened him.

Immediately afterwards, he began to cry, and kept pressing the distress signal with one hand, while begging loudly,

"Let's help me quickly, someone! Help!"

He was hoarse and kept calling for help.

The doctor came over and looked at him seriously, without any sympathy.

"I told you all, your words will make your face even uglier."

After the doctor finished speaking, he directly carried Zhang Yu to the operating table. This time, he picked up the needle and thread.

Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Yu asked weepingly,

"I said doctor, do I need to suture this? Sutures may leave scars!"

"Then what do you think, you've been torn up now, it's good enough to be stitched up. Are you still worried about the scar?"

The doctor reprimanded loudly, said.