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Chapter 1 Twenty-five, what about you!(1/2)

"Five years ago, the parking gear of the Royal Palace Restaurant in Tai Hing Village, Tuen Mun was opened with great pleasure. My brothers and I were ambitious."

"Who knew that it was less than half a month since the opening was opened, and it was swept away an average of 100% and 3 times a day. Within a year, six brothers died."

"Blessed by Buddha!"

Taking advantage of Han Chen's absence from turning around to worship Buddha, Jiang Ming quickly took off his false and serious expression and changed his true face to a real confused look.

I'll go, what's going on...

Last second, I was still bowling in the rolling plane. Why was it already standing in front of a bunch of Buddha statues in this second and listening to the famous black boss Han Chen talking about the lines of classic movies?

Could it be...

Death is lighter than a feather, heavier than Mount Tai, and rebirth through time?

Jiang Ming looked left and right and found himself standing in the second position from the left among a row of people. If he remembers correctly, this is exactly where Liu Jianming, the gold medalist, was standing in the movie.

He crossed Han Chen's shoulder, which was so short that he almost did not exist, and saw his own face from the bronze statue.

Damn, handsome.

If this face is paired with a FC3s and a slight smile, it will definitely fascinate thousands of girls.

The handsome face did not make Jiang Ming excited for too long, and he quickly realized the seriousness of the problem.

No, even if you are not dead, even if you have traveled through time. If you traveled through time to Liu Jianming's storyline, you will be admitted to the police academy and be an undercover agent for Han Chen.

Not OK...

I was in the real estate industry in my previous life. For seven years, I have always adhered to the work belief of putting customers first and honesty first.

So he was fired by nine intermediary companies...

As a result, you let me be an undercover agent now? From morning to night, you are just lying, and you have twenty-eight personalities in your small body?

No, absolutely not...

Jiang Ming quickly closed his eyes and waited for the emergence of time travel benefits.

Not to mention, there is really.

'bite'

The undercover system is online, and a B-level gun skill and B-level fighting skills are given.

Oh, it's not bad.

Immediately afterwards, three windows appeared before my eyes, namely props, spells and free redemption items.

There is a red lock sign on the first two windows, plus a line of small words: insufficient points, and cannot be unlocked.

Jiang Ming frowned, then clicked on the free exchange item window, where there were only two things to choose from:

Solar flashlight!

A flashlight without a battery can shine when it is exposed to light, and will never light when it is not.

Super killing weapon will cost you 3,000!

It combines ten kinds of murderous weapons, including watermelon knife, bicycle chain, gunpowder, sulfuric acid, poison, pistol, grenade, triangular file, salt soda, and ice cucumber, each one can stand on its own.

This... aren't these two things inter-eramental inventions of Dawensi in "Domestic Lingling Paint"... just a super spy chair.

tmd, do parents in this system get married in close relatives?

Even in the street food stalls, I know that I would give you a peanut and kelp as an appetizer. If you give these two things, who is still interested in doing tasks and earning points to exchange props?

Having said that...what is the mission?

"The fortune teller said that I was a general who had achieved success forever!"

Jiang Ming opened his eyes and found that Han Chen was just turning his head, so he quickly changed his serious face.

He had just traveled through time before and didn't have the opportunity to look at his boss carefully. Now he looked closely and couldn't help but shudder.

That expression is too layered.

He was clearly smiling, but every piece of flesh on his face was ferocious, and he was worthy of being a gangster boss with a story and depth.

However, his asthma sound is still as funny as in the movie. No matter how you sound, it sounds like someone is whipping the little seal with a whip.

As if he felt Jiang Ming's strange gaze, Han Chen slowly walked over and raised his head, as if Jiang Ming was the only one in his eyes, and the following words seemed to be just saying to Jiang Ming.

"But I don't agree. I think it's up to us to decide whether we are living or dying!"

"You have the shortest time with me and the cleanest foundation. You can decide how to go in the future!"

Brother Chen, this is what you said...

No matter whether the system or not does not matter, now I decided...

run!

What about being a policeman, being an undercover agent, listening to the audio, going to the rooftop, and committing suicide by swallowing a bullet, all of them are going to die!

Who is knocking on my window? Whoever likes to knock on whom, it doesn’t matter to me if I break the glass. I just want to be a good person... No... I am a good person!

While Liu Jianming's storyline has not yet unfolded, has not killed anyone, and has not committed a crime, he has quickly fled Hong Kong Island!

It is the 1990s, and gold is everywhere in the north. Those who have made money by raising penguins and those who have made money by raising prodigal women have not yet taken off.

If you find it troublesome, you can just circle dozens of acres of farmland in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, and count money while lying down, and there is no need for the system.

Jiang Ming, a Hong Kong-owned industrialist, is known as two horses and one river together with Max and Maxx. He has been committed to the Internet and real estate industry for 30 years. He is one of the top charity tycoons in China. His veritable handsomeness and wealth coexist.

Everyone, today we are honored to invite him to our tummies conference!

Hello everyone, I am Jiang Ming. Actually, when President Dan first invited me to attend the tut C conference, I refused.

This is not to say that the conference was getting worse and worse, but the other five female guests invited by President Dan today happened to be a little over with me, and it is inevitable that everyone would be embarrassed to squeeze in the same room.

Okay, the compass is turning right. In fact, money is really not important to me, because I don’t have time to spend money at all...

Isn't this scene much more fragrant than trying to commit suicide by swallowing a gun and hitting Moss' password in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?

Well, that's it.

"Okay, I wish you all the best in the police department!"

Han Chen picked up a cup of bitter tea from the tea tray.

"Cheers, sir!"

After drinking it all, Jiang Ming and Zuo quickly did it.

After drinking, Jiang Ming wanted to run away, but no one else moved, so he had to stand there blankly.

"Jiang Ming, please stay for a while, the others can leave."

Jiang Ming looked around and saw that everyone else had left, while Brother Chen looked straight at him, with a cautious smile on his lips.

Well, at least in this world, my name is Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming barely put on a harmless face, and followed Han Chen tremblingly on the Mercedes-Benz 300 outside the Buddhist temple.

"Silly, drive."

"receive!"

Sha Qiang in the driver's seat agreed and kicked the accelerator.

The car rushed southward and soon left the Fengshui treasure land on the top of the mountain and drove into the group of high-rise buildings that are often seen in Hong Kong films.

Han Chen fully demonstrated the profoundness of a black boss with a story. After getting on the car, he looked out the window without saying a word for fifteen minutes.

It was not until Jiang Ming was so scared that he was almost incontinent that he spoke slowly.

"Jiang Ming, do you blame me?"

Jiang Ming panicked: "Ah? I blame you...not blame you...of course I don't blame you...that...Brother Chen...why do I blame you..."

Han Chen sighed lightly.

"After all, you are my wife's younger brother. I forced you to come and send you to the police school, and I didn't ask if you were happy. My wife said, "You have been in a state of distraction recently. Are you unhappy?"

Only then did Jiang Ming remember that the original owner of his handsome body had a setting, which was to have a secret crush on Han Chen's wife, and could do anything for her.

Alas, there is a knife on the head of a lust. Whether it is inside or outside the play, this young man with a bright future is all about this word.

"No, how could it be?"

Jiang Ming shook his head crazy. Now he only likes black, yellow, red, and younger than himself. He is not his dish.

So he completely lost the motivation to be an undercover agent and just wanted to leave Han Chen as soon as possible and go to the north to circle the land.

"Really not?" Han Chen turned his head and stared at Jiang Ming slanted, wishing he could stare into his soul.

tmd, as suspicious as in the movie.

"Really not!"

Jiang Ming showed off his face, "Brother Chen, don't worry, I will definitely study hard in the police school."

Seeing that Han Chen didn't say anything, Jiang Ming quickly brought out Han Chen's own words in the movie and returned it to his own way.
To be continued...
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