I'm swinging a hammer at the super seminary

Chapter 1 Sledgehammer 80 No Bargaining
"Boom!"

A hammer the size of a human head slammed on the ground, and then the voice of the hammer owner sounded.

"Are you still collecting protection fees?"

"No, no, no, no, no more!"

A certain black club boss lying on the ground was terrified and backed away in panic.

"Boom!"

It was another hammer, but this time the hammer hit between the two legs of the boss of Heishhuihui.

"Are you still playing hooligan?"

"No, no, stop playing, never play again!"

The black and astringent meeting boss's chrysanthemum tightened and then loosened, and almost peed on the spot.

"Boom!"

The owner of the hammer was obviously very satisfied with the reaction of the boss of the Black Society, so much so that the sound of the hammer falling to the ground seemed a little softer.

"Do you still dare to talk nonsense?"

"No, no, no, no, no more! Brother, please forgive me..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before the boss of Heishhui could finish speaking, the hammer with the size of a human head hit him between his legs one after another, and each hammer was faster than the other hammer, and each hammer was heavier than the previous hammer, and each hammer was closer to his "heirloom" closer. . .Obviously, the owner of the hammer was angry, and very angry.

"Do I look older than you?"

"No, no, no, no, then... brother?"

The boss of the black society wishes to sew up his broken mouth, so as to save it from getting into trouble every day.

"Boom!"

"Who the hell do you call brother?"

"Then what should my name be, sir..."

The voice of the boss of the black society was obviously crying, this big brother is really too difficult to serve.

"Boom!"

"You...forget it," the owner of the hammer was visibly discouraged, and said in a dispirited voice, "Sledgehammer 80, I'll pay the bill and leave."

"what?"

The boss of Heishhui was dumbfounded: "This...why do you have to pay for beating me?"

"If I don't pay the bill, I will continue to smash it?"

"No, no, check out, check out, check out now!"

As soon as he heard that he would not give the money, he would continue to smash it. The boss of the black club with a bruised nose and swollen face immediately got up, and a group of fellow black club members with the same blue nose and swollen face barely scraped together 80 yuan and handed it to the owner of the hammer, hoping that he would quickly take the hammer leave.

After all, a hammer the size of a human head hits the ground one after another, so scary!
Didn't you see that the concrete floor has been smashed into more than a dozen big holes?
After receiving a wad of change, a hammer as big as a human head hit his shoulder, and Pang Zilong, who was wearing a labor protection uniform and covered in gray spots, turned his head and walked away happily.

Today is another day to make money!

And after finally sending away the boss of the Plague God's Black Society, now he just wants to hug his little brothers and cry bitterly. . .

"Brother Chuang, what shall we do?"

A group of younger brothers looked at Liu Chuang miserably, disturbing Liu Chuang.

How do I know what to do, I am also very desperate!

I just came out of the institute in less than two hours!
Originally, he wanted to rob a way to get some pocket money, but who the hell knew that when he met such a big guy, he would pay a lot of money if he didn't get the pocket money. . .

……………… Cut to Yongzhi……………

"I'm home?"

"what."

"Where did you go to work today?"

"Over there in the west city, there is a store that needs to be partitioned, so I went to shake it twice."

Watching Pang Zilong put the hammer with the size of a human head back into the corner, Qi Lin, who was obviously just off work and was still wearing a police uniform, pouted and muttered, "I don't know what kind of hobbies you have, you're obviously the boss of a company, and you don't know what to do every day." Go and swing the hammer yourself..."

"Okay, okay, don't mutter."

Pang Zilong changed his coat and went straight to the kitchen: "This bone of mine will rust if I don't move it much!"

Qilin rolled her beautiful eyes, covered her forehead with her little hands and was speechless, her tone was not much different from her father's. . .

"Are you still going on patrol at night?"

"I'm not going," Qilin replied while changing clothes, "It's my turn to be on duty tomorrow night! What are you doing, you want to go play with me again?"

"No, idle is idle, let's go shopping with you!"

"I want to post a question on the Internet now, to ask sand sculpture netizens," Qi Lin angrily lay down on the sofa: "What should I do if my husband is too clingy?"

I don't know how this guy did it, so I went to the bureau to deliver meals to myself twice. As a result, from the director to the cleaning aunt, no one didn't know him, and they trusted him so much, even patrolling with a police car. The director approved all the rules. . .

"Come and help, let's have hot pot tonight!"

Qi Lin, who was hugging the pillow and playing with her mobile phone, jumped up from the sofa and went straight to the kitchen when she heard that there was hot pot to eat. The hot pot made by this clingy husband is super delicious, the kind that I will never get tired of eating in my life!
Speaking of which, I was able to fall in love with him at the beginning, it seems that it was because of his good cooking skills, right?
Thinking of how this guy delivered three meals a day for more than half a year in order to chase her, Qilin wanted to laugh—in fact, she was moved when it was delivered for two months, but she was afraid that she would not be able to eat it after getting married. It took more than four months for him to give it away. . .

Thinking about it, Qi Lin, who was choosing vegetables, was amused first, laughing non-stop.

"What's the smirk?"

Pang Zilong casually stuffed a strawberry into Qilin's mouth, how could he choose a dish and make himself laugh?
"Hmm... If there's no reason, hurry up and cook, I'm hungry!"

. . . . . .

After lighting a cigarette, lying on the bed and watching Qilin who was sleeping soundly, Pang Zilong skillfully opened the system interface.

That's right, this guy came from time travel, and he still has such a bad street thing like a system on his body.

To be honest, Pang Zilong really wants to complain about this hammer system.

That's right, the name of the system is "Hammer System"!
People travel through time to get a system, either day or day, or a super god, even the farmer is a god-level so-and-so system, it’s good to come to him, the hammer system. . .

There is no customer service, no artificial intelligence, just a pitiful instruction manual, and what the hell just wrote "Sledge hammer 80, small hammer 40, no bargaining." Such a few words.

If it weren't for the system releasing tasks from time to time, Pang Zilong might have forgotten that he still has such a thing as a system.

The scariest thing is the task reward.

Look at other people's task rewards, there are all kinds of mental, physical, strength, artifacts and beasts; come to him. . .The system rewards textbooks + test papers + correct answers + problem-solving ideas, can you believe it?

Why don't you reward knowledge directly?Do you have to let me relive the fear of being dominated by exams?

For more than 20 years, from kindergarten to the present, he has been learning knowledge and doing test papers almost every day, and the teacher has let him go since elementary school!

Why?

Do the "three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation" in the elementary school class, do the test questions for the postgraduate entrance examination in the junior high school class, and simply start to serve as a visiting professor of biogenetics at Huaxia University in high school, and bring dozens of graduate students along the way. Will stock you. . .

In the past 20 years, the only benefit he has received from the system is this body.

Or the genes in this body.

(End of this chapter)