One Man’s Power

Chapter Ten Kneading Explosion (Revision)

In the first half of this year, Fan Yu was just a golden red who accepted the reception task of the Yunhai branch office. At that time, Tang Hong was just an ordinary person, and she seemed to have nothing special. She was more impressed...

Around noon that day, it was Fang Nanxun Fang's consultant who brought Tang Hong over to sign the contract.

That's right.

The most basic introductory contract without any preferential treatment.

Now, I am a standard extraordinary person...Fan Yu stared at the screen of the mobile phone, and on the other side of the chat interface was a contemporary unparalleled godslayer. Up to now, nearly twenty ordinary gods have died in Tang Hong's hands .

Twenty!

What an astonishing number!

Although Tang Hong does not admit this number, in his words, it is not a person who died alone, so how can it be counted.

well.

Fan Yu looked at the phone interface, and was a little dazed for a while. Her freshly washed and undried hair hung down on the top of the screen. Swiping left and right twice probably triggered the optical sensor, and the screen dimmed slightly.

This heartless guy...

Let's just go.

Fan Yu secretly complained, turned onto the bed nimbly, covered the quilt tightly, and only showed her slender calves and her white ankles with sporadic drops of water hanging on them.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. During the days following Tang Hong, it was really comfortable. Fan Yu just needed to lie down and be an audience.

The only assistance was the rocket launcher.

If you have never experienced Tang Hong's strength, and never seen Tang Hong's strengths...

Fan Yu could have...

Boom!

A message notification sounded on WeChat, and Fan Yu hurriedly looked down. It was a friend who sent it: I heard that Tang Hong has signed the Yasheng contract, must he have children within three years?

??

Fan Yu wiped her eyes, her hair fell down again, a little dazed.

Mom...

Fan Yu was stunned: I have indeed heard of the legendary Yasheng contract, but what is it to have children!!

What kind of rule is this? It's too weird!

Hee hee~ The woman sent a voice, with a soft smokey voice that was very characteristic: Fan Fan, do you have Tang Hong's WeChat account, please give me a look, thank you thank you~

Fan Yu narrowed her eyes, she wanted to say no, but it didn't make sense...

She is one of the five superhumans in Tang Hong's small blockade team, and last month she aroused the crazily envy of her girlfriends.

Cough cough.

Fan Yu cleared her throat, and replied in a serious and formal voice: Violating a godslayer's contact information privacy right may be beaten to death, no kidding, the kind that explodes on the spot!

The woman with a smokey voice was surprised: Crush it? Where??

Hehehe, please don't use your rotten girl's filthy thoughts to imagine a legend... That is the god-killing belief of the top-rank sequence, my good girlfriend, if you think about it carefully, people dare to kill even gods. The god of routine is like strangling a little chicken, how domineering and ferocious, are you sure you can handle it with your small body? Fan Yu replied with a stern face on the surface, but in fact she was holding back her smile, as if she was about to explode have to.

The woman with a smokey voice expressed her shock, and couldn't help but excitedly said, It's pretty good.

Fan Yu: ...

Fan Yu: Forget you, wait, I'll ask Tang Hong for you.

About two minutes passed.

Fan Yu replied: You are useless, you should give up your heart, haha!

The woman with a smokey voice was puzzled: He didn't look at the photo?

Fan Yu: Tang Hong said that he strictly abides by the habits of the transcendent world... Transcendents, golden and red, are all people who dance on the tip of their knives. Talking about feelings is destined to be a tragedy.

When it comes to dealing with emotional issues, the Transcendent Golden Red basically reached an agreement.

When talking about love, it is best not to find someone of the opposite sex who is also in the extraordinary world—it will be a great torment, the deeper the relationship between the two parties, the more painful it will be, and it will even affect the cultivation of one's own willpower.

...

same moment.

A bungalow somewhere in the suburbs.

Hiss, hiss, Li Guanglei was standing by the side of the road smoking a cigarette, wrapped in an old military overcoat, and wearing a mink cap on his head.

mom.

Holding the mobile phone, he slowly rubbed his right hand from the upper part of his nose while taking a deep breath. He rubbed his left hand to the top of his forehead, took off his hat, and his hairline was a little obvious.

Li Guanglei asked softly: Didn't I get a salary increase recently? The place of work was transferred from the imperial capital to Yunhai... Yes, the salary has been raised. The company provides a single room dormitory. The treatment is good, and there is hot water and air conditioning. .”

Heater? Geothermal heat? None here.

After making a phone call for half an hour, Li Guanglei squatted on the side of the road, casually snuffed out the cigarette butt, and rubbed it twice.

He is already top-level transcendent, and the endurance factor has broken the limit for the second time, so he doesn't worry about rubbing off his fingerprints.

Slightly lowering his head, he saw a car speeding past on the street, and Li Guanglei lit another Zhonghua cigarette. The smoke was lingering, sometimes light and sometimes thick, covering his faint smile.

Tang Hong...

A house and a car... His appetite was smaller than mine at the time. Li Guanglei shook his head and laughed, and looked down at a message on the phone screen. Tang Hong said that he would leave the sea of ​​clouds for a while.

Li Guanglei thought for a while, and replied: Everything is going well!

...

In the sea of ​​clouds subdivision, in the combat command room, Zhou Xukang and Fei Gu studied the change of the assembly location of the blocking team.

When will Tang Hong go to the imperial capital?

tomorrow.

It is estimated that when he comes back, he will be at the real consultant level.

That night, when the sea of ​​clouds was divided, many extraordinary people were paying attention to Tang Hong's movements.

After all, he is a heavyweight who fights alone and is comparable to a consultant. Of course, Chaofan hopes that Tang Hong can stay in the Yunhai Division.

but……

Taking care of the overall situation is what the consultant level should shoulder.

Asking Tang Hong to assist the divisional blocking team is indeed overkill and too wasteful.

Will Tang Hong stay in the imperial capital for a long time?

I don't know.

By the way, what was the name of the book that Tang Hong recommended last time? I'll go and read it when I have time. Maybe I will have some insights and improve my willpower.

Lonely Planet: Encountering Another Me.

——

Noon the next day.

The sunshine in winter is very mild, and if you look up at the sun directly, you won't feel glaring.

Tang Hong walked out of the house carrying a twenty-two-inch suitcase.

Take the key, lock the anti-theft door, and drag the suitcase like flowing water, to the gate of the community, Tang Hong waits for the online car-hailing car.

The breeze blew, and he looked back at the community with excellent green environment... This is Tang Hong living alone, completely his own home, lonely and lonely, at least he has a house and a car, practicing boxing every day, staring Eyes, the little days are going well.

Set off!

When the online car-hailing car arrived, Tang Hong got in the car and couldn't help but look forward to it: Let's set off towards our dreams.

I don't know how long this business trip will take.

So instead of driving, I took an online car-hailing car to Yunhai Railway Station.

Entering the station, checking the ticket, waiting for the train, and getting on the train alone with a suitcase. There was no chatter or accident during the whole process. The calm and monotonous train journey made Tang Hong feel a lot.

Down-to-earth taste...

too real...

Tang Hong closed his eyes and rested for a while, took out his mobile phone and checked the time: 14:20.

In the lazy afternoon, the car was quiet, and he logged into the WeChat interface... In fact, the important reason why he chose to leave for the imperial capital today was the birthday of his own brother Tang Jun.

When will big brother arrive?

Four p.m.

I'll pick you up, brother... Seeing that Tang Jun didn't even call his name now, Tang Hong scratched his head, still a little uncomfortable: No need to pick you up, I'll just take a taxi and tell me the address.

Brother Tang Jun sent me an address.

A popular hotpot restaurant with per capita consumption.

hot pot?

Tang Hong was puzzled by the choice of location for his younger brother Tang Jun's birthday party: The hot pot is pretty good, and the hot pot restaurant you chose has a high rating, but it seems that the hot pot restaurant doesn't have private rooms.

It's blocked by a curtain, I've inspected it...

Change to another one with private rooms.

Sensing that the elder brother seemed dissatisfied, Tang Jun sent a trembling expression: Farewell, what's so strange about celebrating birthdays every year, don't you often say that, elder brother, keep a low profile and keep everything simple.

low key...

Keep it simple...

This is not the way to do it. Tang Hong attaches great importance to his younger brother Tang Jun's birthday in his heart.

Whether or not I can celebrate my birthday again next year is anyone's guess.

Not enough funds?

Tang Hong asked.

Before waiting for his younger brother Tang Jun to reply, Tang Hong clicked on the plus sign in the lower right corner of the chat interface, clicked transfer, and transferred 30,000 Hua Guobi.

???

!!!

Tang Jun was taken aback. Although he knew that his eldest brother Tang Hong seemed to be getting rich when he bought the car, he felt completely different when he suddenly received such a large transfer, and he almost froze.

30,000 Hua Guobi, if you eat in the cafeteria every day, you can eat it for ten years!

Why don't you talk?

Do you think it's too little?

Tang Hong sighed embarrassingly and remorsefully.

It is indeed less...

He's a brother...not qualified.

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