My past life was a fan of all men

The next morning, Mo Lang got up when the sky was getting dark. He went to the bank, inserted the cash machine into the cash machine, and pressed 6 numbers one by one according to his memory. What surprised Mo Lang the most was the future There is only less than 1000 yuan in deposits in my account.Suddenly, some scenes of the later generations picking up junk suddenly popped up in his mind, so he was so embarrassed.

In fact, if you think about it, you know that the parents of the later generations divorced, the mother remarried and gave birth to a younger brother, so they didn't care much about Mo Lang, and the fathers of the later generations ran away after bankruptcy and defeat. A large and huge debt is regarded as loving him.In fact, I also blame myself, why didn't I accumulate a little more blessings back then, even if I only had a little more blessings, later generations would not be so defeated, at least they would not be reborn into such a poor and down-and-out family.Mo Lang looked at the few 1000 on the ATM and couldn't help shaking his head.

He took out 500 yuan from his wallet, and then went to the famous local antique street, hoping to find cheap and spiritual jade or metal.He has been in the wave of time and space for too long, and he is already a little unsuited to life in the world. Now his most important thing is to buy a spar with aura, so as to help him recover his mana as soon as possible.

It’s just that he groped in the antique shop for a day, and there was a lot of difference between the good ones and the bad ones, some were stolen from ancient tombs and sold off, and the blue-purple essence and vitality were still radiating from the jade, which was the best way to help him recover his mana. The jade is gone, but he squinted at the price tag on the jade, and almost scared Mo Lang to death who only had 500 yuan in his hand. The jade actually cost 500 million. For Mo Lang in his previous life, of course it was just a penny. The money between the teeth, but for Mo Lang now, this is simply astronomical.

He frowned, and wandered around the antique shop for a long time, and finally had no choice but to give up buying jade. Rather than giving up buying, it would be better to wait for him to earn enough money, and he also came here to meet the The owner of the short winter melon with a snobbish eye for money shows off his money.

He walked in the antique street for a whole day, but he couldn't buy the jade he wanted. At this time, the sky began to darken, and he walked to the door of a bar. The name of the bar was "Let's Get Drunk Tonight". Seeing him, he also walked in.

It was not completely dark at this moment, and there were only a few people in the bar in twos and threes. Mo Lang sat down in front of the bar and ordered a glass of whiskey. For the few dancers, if he didn't have broken sleeves, he would really have a nosebleed on the spot, but now he only regards them as women with no breasts and buttocks.

Suddenly, a person staggered into Mo Lang's body, causing a glass of whiskey to fall on Mo Lang's white shirt. The man pushed Mo Lang away, raised his forehead, pursed his lips and said to Mo Lang: "Really! It's a pity for this cup of blue goblin!"

Mo Lang didn't want to talk to him at first, but when the man raised his head to look at him, he inadvertently saw that the man's seal was black, and his whole body was emitting a miasma like black mist. Based on his experience, he knew that this man was about to face a catastrophe, and it might be a bloody disaster.

He put his hands on the man's shoulders, and said to the man solemnly: "Master, you will be in great trouble tonight, and I'm afraid you will die suddenly tonight."

The man glanced at Mo Lang with his long, lacquer-like eyes, and then raised the corner of his mouth, and said impatiently: "Little brother, you can't talk nonsense, you thought you were a master of martial arts, but you actually Predict the future here.” After speaking, he laughed loudly “humming” twice.

Seeing that the black energy on the man was getting heavier and heavier, Mo Lang knew that his prophecy would be fulfilled in about ten minutes, so he grabbed the man's arm tightly and said to him patiently: "10, As long as you give me 10, I will help you avoid this disaster."

The man turned around and sneered a few times with a "hmph", "Little brother, 10, do you know that this is my salary for nearly half a year? I beg you, if you want to deceive people, go to those rich people. It's too poor."

Just when the young man turned his head and sneered, a cold bullet flew towards the back of the young man's head at a rapid speed.At the very moment, Mo Lang threw the man in front of him to the ground with lightning speed.

The bullet emptied and landed directly on the counter of the bar.Only then did the young man come to his senses, he hastily pushed Mo Lang to a corner, quickly took out the pistol from his belt, and squatted against the white wall.

Mo Lang saw that his movements were so fast, as if he had been trained, so he relaxed a little.While the enemy was looking for him, the young man leaped behind the white wall, held the handle of the gun with one hand, aimed at the enemy's position and fired several shots in a row, directly killing the enemy on the spot.

The staff in the bar were frightened and hid under the counter, only Mo Lang remained calm and calm.The young man raised the corner of his clothes, put the gun on the holster neatly, then walked to Mo Lang's side and said to him, "Young man, I really want to thank you just now, if you didn't put your life on it I threw myself forward, I’m afraid I would have died on the spot. In fact, I’m a policeman, and I’m chasing a murderer and robber, and I just pretended to be drunk just now.” He glanced at Mo Lang again, paused, and then Said: "I really didn't expect you to have this ability."

Mo Lang stretched out his hand to block the young man's eyes, and then said bluntly: "Stop talking nonsense, boy, bring 10!"

The young man felt a little uncomfortable seeing the young Mo Lang being so aggressive, but it was undeniable that the 17-year-old boy in front of him saved him.

He shook his head and smiled, and then asked Mo Lang for his number. When he turned and left, he walked up to Mo Lang and whispered into his cochlea: "My name is Tan Cheng, and this is my number." , if you need anything, remember to find me, I owe you my life, and I will definitely pay you back. Also, if you come to the dance bar under the age of 18, you will be arrested! Don’t have a next time.” Tan Cheng also He winked at Mo Lang and smiled.

Afterwards, Mo Lang took the note that Tan Cheng handed him.For a moment, Mo Lang's face turned pale, almost fainting.Because he saw Tan Cheng's Yintang turning black, he exhausted all his energy to open his eyes for a few seconds. Just now he pretended that it didn't matter, but at the moment Tan Cheng left, he almost fainted on the bar.

He hurriedly sat on the ground with his legs crossed, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Before his spirit energy was fully recovered, he really couldn't open his eyes again, otherwise his face would suddenly turn pale like before, and his whole body would become light, but As long as he thinks that "saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", he happily expresses that another incident of his saving people is recorded in the Fuyin Book, which can also help future generations live better.

After he came back to his senses for a while, he stood up in the hotel. At this moment, the employees in the hotel were already cleaning the broken crystal lamps and glasses. Mo Lang walked to the door of the bar and opened the door When I was about to go out, I saw a piece of paper pasted on the glass door, "Today the owner has a happy event, and the business will be closed for one day!"

He shook his head and laughed "hehe", he really didn't expect modern people to regard it as a happy event to invite people to make trouble in the store!I'm afraid that if it is a little bit worse, it will be a catastrophe!

Mo Lang waved his hand to call a taxi. He opened the door and got in the taxi and sat in the back seat. His phone suddenly rang a few times. He took out the phone with a black screen and opened the text message. It turned out that it was 10 Thousands of dollars have already been credited.

He shook his head and thought for a while, this is the first money he earned in modern times, it was 10 yuan, and now, he already has a deposit of [-] yuan in his account.

Mo Lang returned to the small bungalow in the slum, the slum was still dark, there were still small vendors, and the noise of selling was endless.Mo Lang said that what he wants to do most now is to move. He wants to live in a luxury house, drive a sports car, and wear famous brands.But when he took a look at the clothes he was wearing that he had obtained by using illusion in the toilet of the hospital, he became a little depressed again.

He came to Mo Lang's room, walked to the closet, opened the closet, and took a look.Sure enough, he didn't like any of them. The clothes that were thrown around in the closet were all dirty, and some of them still had a few small holes. "Future life, future life, your quality of life is really terrible! Fortunately, you have my past life, and what I want to give you is definitely not the impoverished life in this slum."

His head was aching again, and he knew it was because of the opening of his eyes today.He puffed up his cheeks and exhaled into the slanted bangs on his thick eyebrows, "How come my tens of thousands of blessings have been spent here in later generations! It seems that it is really difficult to earn blessings, and squandering blessings It is as unrestrained as water flowing eastward!"

When he was about to close the closet, he suddenly found a shiny white shirt with no wrinkles hanging on the top shelf of the closet.He took it off and looked at it. There was a brooch hanging above the chest pocket of the white shirt, with "City A No. [-] Middle School" engraved on it.

Mo Lang knew that future generations must care about this white shirt very much, it is a dream that future generations can't reach.The total score of the culture subject in the senior high school entrance examination just reached the dividing line of No. 100 Middle School in City A. He also spent 1000 yuan early on to buy this No. [-] Middle School uniform, but he also knew that no one respected him for going to school. The [-] yuan earned by picking up junk in the gang is only enough to cover the tuition for the first semester, not counting daily expenses, at least not including the cost of three meals a day.

Mo Lang looked at the shiny white shirt, and there was some mist in his eyelids. "What a miserable child..."

Mo Lang clenched his fists tightly, and the thin veins on his neck were protruding. He lifted his Adam's apple, and said with a sob, "I definitely want you to go to this middle school, and you will have a better life!"

After taking a bath, Mo Lang flew to the beam, curled up and fell asleep.Mo Lang, who has slept in the wave of time and space for hundreds of years, said that he is no longer used to sleeping on the bed.

Before going to sleep, his eyes blinked, "Without jade to help me restore my mana, then I can only go to the deep mountains of City A to practice every day." He stretched out his hand to brush his clean short hair, "Mmm! Tomorrow morning at 4:30, I will run to the depths of the green mountains." That is the most spiritual deep mountain I have seen in city a.