The boss Geng Qiang stood up and said:
"Brother Zhao, this matter..."
Before he finished speaking, he was roughly pushed back to his seat with a palm. Fang Lin slowly stood up and said:
"It's me. wWW!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!CoM"
The two boys immediately took him out and dragged him downstairs. Fang Lin raised his eyebrows. He wanted to defeat these two people easily, but he had to consider the consequences that would follow. When he got downstairs, he saw two girls gathered around to comfort a girl whose eyes were red from crying. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and someone punched him!
That Brother Zhao is called Zhao Ming. The old man is the eldest brother of the underworld in this city. Like father, like son, one can imagine his character. Seeing his men holding down the boy in front of him, the guy pulled up Fang Lin's hair, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face, and sneered:
"Which hand touched it?"
But Fang Lin suddenly broke away from the two people holding him down and threw Zhao Ming directly to the ground!
The two of them rolled together, and everyone around them was shocked. They beat Fang Lin one after another, hoping that he would let go, but this kid didn't even say a word. When someone hit him hard, he just returned it intact. Give it to Zhao Ming! Zhao Ming looked much stronger and taller than him when he screamed, but he was shocked to realize that this kid's hands were like iron hoops, restricting him from moving!
At this time, someone next to him saw that something was not going well. He picked up a brick and tried to hit Fang Lin on the back of the head. This blow was really light or serious, but Fang Lin snorted coldly, as if there were eyes in his back. Pull out the pen from your jacket pocket! Go down towards Zhao Ming's eyes!
This finally made the playboy collapse, and he shouted, "Stop!" There was a cry in his voice! At this time, the tip of the pen was less than 2 centimeters from his pupil! The man behind him hesitated to smash the brick.
Fang Lin wiped the blood on his face and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto Zhao Ming's face. He pulled him up and patted his face, straightened his collar, and whispered in his ear:
"Brother, don't push me."
How could Zhao Ming say anything? Fang Lin walked to the side and stood in front of the stunned Hu Jia, and said seriously:
"The swimming pool thing was a misunderstanding. I didn't mean it."
He placed his left hand flat on the flower bed, bent down with his right hand to pick up a brick, and suddenly smashed it down hard! The three women screamed, but Fang Lin put his bleeding left hand in front of the pale Hu Jia and said calmly:
"Let's call it even."
After saying that, he walked away! For a moment, the people around him were silent. Although the few people Zhao Ming brought had angry expressions on their faces, no one dared to stop him!
Less than a day after this incident, Fang Lin's injuries were covered with gauze on the surface because his physique was much stronger than ordinary people. In fact, the basic functions of his limbs had returned to their original state. After that incident, he obviously found that the people in the dormitory were much more polite to him in words and deeds, and of course they were also a lot stranger. However, he still lives his own regular life.
After Fang Lin finished exercising at noon that day, he went to the cafeteria to get food. Due to the increased amount of exercise in recent days, his food intake has also increased a lot, and he has also deliberately paid attention to nutrition. Because he has the status of a member of the Nightmare Space, he is no longer very afraid of the wanted order issued by the state machine against him.
－－－－－－－He has tested it in private now. If he runs at full strength, it will only take him 13 seconds to run 100 meters at this time, and he can run 5 kilometers at this speed. His strength has reached nearly that of an adult. Twice as much, the ability to withstand blows and recovery is also nearly doubled. He can hear the hushed voices of others ten meters away, and his thinking becomes sharper.
A person's strength is usually directly proportional to his courage. Fang Lin was confident that he was surrounded by a group of special police at this time. With his calmness and wisdom, as long as there was no accident of being hit by a stray bullet, the probability of successfully escaping was more than 90%. So although he still kept a low profile, he was not as cautious as before.
There were a lot of people in the cafeteria. After Fang Lin prepared the food, all the good seats around him were occupied. Only a table by the window next to it was illuminated by the bright sun, and even the table and chairs were burned hot. There was no one to sit down, but Fang Lin didn't care much about these things. He had just finished running five kilometers and did 400 push-ups in a deserted place. He just needed a place to rest. This was not the harsh sunshine at all. , it didn't matter to him at all.
It's just that this young man who looks very skinny is holding a plate full of rice, sitting at the table alone, and eating. This situation is naturally a bit eye-catching. Fang Lin took a few mouthfuls of rice, took a sip of the soup next to him, and frowned invisibly. Among the girls sitting opposite him eating, there was one that he was least willing to be with. Including Hu Jia who dealt with it.
Only now did Fang Lin see the girl's appearance clearly, with medium-length black hair and a shy and gentle expression. At this time, she was wearing a purple dress, which made her complexion even more white. If that day in the swimming pool was like seeing flowers in the mist, and what she tasted was hazy and charming tenderness, then she could see it with every frown and smile at this time. Clearly, there is a kind of pure charm.
Probably aware of Fang Lin's unscrupulous gaze, Hu Jia's face suddenly turned red. She immediately lowered her head and focused on her rice plate. But Fang Lin just looked at it lightly, quickly suppressed the restless feeling in his heart, and began to eat with big mouthfuls. *****
It was supposed that the two would never have any interactions with each other from then on, but when Hu Jia was about to close up and get up, he suddenly received a phone call. As soon as she saw the number, she stood up nervously. Thinking it was because of the poor signal in the dining room, the girl walked to the window, which happened to be very close to Fang Lin.
Her voice was very low and could not be heard by others under normal circumstances. However, Fang Lin's hearing was so strong now that he could vaguely recognize some of the content. It was nothing more than a story that a stern father and his wayward daughter had to tell. The father and daughter later quarreled and finally broke up. With tears in his eyes, Hu Jia angrily put the phone down, picked up the book in his hand and left.
But she was so angry that she was inevitably careless. When she passed by Fang Lin, her foot slipped and she suddenly screamed. The lunch box, books, phone and other things she was holding in her hands fell down with a clatter. Forgetting other things, the phone and the ink bottle couldn't be dropped. Suddenly a hand came out from the side and grabbed these two things in the air very steadily.
Hu Jia let out a sigh of relief, but realized that the person who was helping her was the boy who had been rude to her. Her face immediately turned red, and she hurriedly took the things and whispered thank you. For some reason, since she saw this boy in front of her, she After she hit her hand with a brick, she no longer hated him. That feeling of indifference and unruliness was deeply rooted in her psychology. It was like facing a wolf. Although she was afraid, she was faintly afraid of him. There is also a longing for that kind of loneliness and strength.
Hu Jia didn't dare to look at him. She whispered thank you and hurriedly packed up the books and lunch boxes on the floor. Fang Lin said calmly next to him:
"Blindly contradicting is not the answer. If you want to achieve your goal, you can be a little roundabout. I guess your father is also the kind of person who says what he says. If you contradict him directly, then the things that you had hoped to negotiate will only collapse. of."
"You... you eavesdropped!" Hu Jia said anxiously. She suddenly remembered that when she made the phone call earlier, her voice was indeed a bit louder, she glared at Fang Lin and said. "What a roundabout way!"
Fang Lin smiled slightly, picked up the bowl of free vegetarian soup, took a sip and said:
"Actually, your matter is not a big deal. It's just a camping trip on the weekend. The main reason why your father won't let you go is because he is worried about your safety. As long as you dispel his concerns and apologize calmly, you may not go. No."
When Hu Jia heard it, he felt that what he said made sense. Even without saying anything, his heart was already moved. I couldn't help but follow his words and said:
"How can I accompany you as a gift? My dad is very busy and he will definitely not pay attention to me after the quarrel just now."
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"You can give gifts. Belts, lighters, ties, anything."
Hu Jia's eyes lit up, he clapped his fingers and said:
"The lighter doesn't work, I have to get him to quit smoking. My dad doesn't often wear a suit, so it's useless, but the belt is good."
Her fingers were also white and rosy, and her fingernails were smeared with a touch of pink, making them look even more beautiful. Fang Lin added:
"You have to choose carefully. When you give a gift, you have to let your dad know that you have put a lot of thought into it. When he is happy, he will discuss it."
Hu Jia frowned and said:
"Why bother buying a belt?"
Fang Lin smiled slightly and said:
"A belt can protect a man's waist and help tighten his abdomen. A good-looking belt can add to a man's outward masculinity. I heard that your father is a special police captain. There is no guarantee that he will not encounter an emergency. In critical moments, the belt can also be used as a Used as weapons.”
Hu Jia was stunned when she heard this. She suddenly looked at Fang Lin, her big bright eyes lit up, her face turned red and she said:
"You're right, why don't you accompany me to pick?"
Fang Lin didn't expect her to make such a move. He was startled and then said with a wry smile:
"I'm afraid it won't work. I heard that going shopping with girls takes a lot of time. I have to work in the afternoon."
Hu Jia didn't expect that even if she took the initiative to invite a boy, she would be rejected. She immediately said displeased:
"What do you do for a living?"
Fang Lin shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly:
"I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you asked me about my dormitory."
Hu Jia bit her lower lip. There was a very unconvincing feeling in her heart, and she stamped her feet and said:
"I don't care, who asked you to give me advice?"
As she stamped her feet, her plump breasts trembled slightly, which immediately gave Fang Lin the illusion of dryness in his throat. He could only look away for a moment, but Hu Jia also noticed the boy's abnormality and knew that he was doing it for Frightened by his own appearance, for some reason, an indescribable joy surged through his heart, and he chuckled softly:
"That's it. After you accompany me to choose a belt, you can go about your business."
As she spoke, a blush appeared on her face and her voice lowered:
"Just think of it as the gift you gave me last time."
Fang Lin was helpless and sighed. After finishing the meal in two or two bites, he took the plate to wash it. Hu Jia happened to be there too. Girls always have to be more careful. He brought the dishwashing liquid with him, so he just washed it. He took Fang Lin's plates and washed them together. The two of them put their things away in the school where the dishes and chopsticks are stored. They walked side by side towards the nearby shopping mall.
On the way, Hu Jia saw that Fang Lin had gone to the public telephone to make a call to ask for leave. Only then did he realize that it was not an excuse, and he couldn't help but curiously said:
"Are you really working outside? It just so happens that I also want to experience it. What do you do there? Do you still need people?"
Fang Lin looked at Hu Jia's fingers, which were as white and tender as spring onions, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"I'm quite short of people there, but I don't think you're interested in this job either."
Hu Jia said unhappily:
"Are you trying to trick me into saying that I can't bear the pain?"
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"My job is actually very simple. I chop five hundred kilograms of ribs every day. Can you do it?"
Hu Jia was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Linda seriously and said:
"You're not serious, are you?"
Fang Lin said lightly:
"I rarely lie to people."
Hu Jia rolled his eyes and said:
"Pretend I didn't ask."
The two of them couldn't find anything to talk about for a while. Hu Jia found that Fang Lin was always staring at her. Naturally, she felt a little embarrassed in her heart. However, there was also an indescribable joy. She couldn't blame her, and turned away from him with a blushing face.
The two of them went to the mall together to pick out a belt. But when a girl goes to the mall, of course she can't just buy one thing. She bought a lot of them. She also helped Fang Lin choose a shirt and grabbed it. I paid the money and said thank you to him for accompanying me. This was the first time in Fang Lin's life that he received a gift from a girl of his own age. For a moment, he was embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but he felt an unusual feeling in his heart.
When he came out, Hu Jia said he was thirsty. Fang Lin happened to see the Pizza Hut next to him doing a special event with a long line of people. He rushed over and waited for a long time before buying an ice cream.
Hu Jia pursed her lips and smiled softly, staring at Fang Lin with a pair of beautiful eyes, took the ice cream and said thank you softly. She took a bite and realized the taste was unique. She looked at the wrapping paper and said in surprise:
"Wow, it's from Haagen-Dazs."
Haagen-Dazs ice cream is known as the Rolls-Royce of ice cream. It is said that the vanilla comes from Madagascar, the coffee comes from Brazil, the strawberries come from Poland, the chocolate comes from Belgium, the nuts come from Hawaii, the green tea comes from Japan, the mango comes from India... and more Stirred together with the romantic sunshine of French origin. Its grade is evident. If Fang Lin hadn't been so strong and squeezed in, I believe he wouldn't have had a share.
When Hu Jia was eating, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked even more charming and charming. Fang Lin didn't dare to look any further. He walked with her silently for a while and said hurriedly:
"I have to go to work."
After saying that, he hurriedly walked away, but Hu Jia didn't stay. He just bit the ice cream and raised the corners of his lips slightly. That half-smile looked like a cunning little female fox.
… … … ..
Fang Lin walked with his head down on the road. He could be said to be penniless at this time. In fact, in the past ten days, he had to keep up with the high-intensity exercise and had a very rich meal. Therefore, the economy has long been in deficit, and the Haagen-Dazs ice cream bought for Hu Jia became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
However, in Fang Lin's mind, there is no such thing as an economic crisis. He has always thought that he is a rich man who only temporarily stores money in other people's pockets and can just take it out when needed.
So when he stepped into the Qixiang Hotpot Restaurant, no, it has now been renamed Hotpot City. So he went directly to Boss He.
"Salary increase?" Boss He's casual voice came from behind the newspaper. "Okay, okay, I'll tell Xiao He to increase your salary by 25%."
It seemed that Fang Lin's treatment was indeed so low that even Iron Rooster couldn't stand it. He agreed more readily than ever before and answered very artistically. Twenty-five percent of the salary! However, Fang Lin only earns 200 yuan a month, and 25% of his salary is... 50 yuan. I have to admire He Tiegongji's language art.
Fang Lin still stood there and said calmly:
"The salary I require is one thousand and fifty."
He Gongji jumped up from the leather sofa as if he had been stabbed in the butt by a needle. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at the boy in surprise. He seemed to think that this kid could be saved, and planned to do some ideological work on this big-mouthed kid, but the next two words that Fang Lin added made Boss He completely lose his interest in talking. He waved his hand directly, telling this kid to get out as if sweeping away rubbish.
Fang Lin added two words:
"Weekly salary."
… … …
Fang Lin had a good relationship with his colleagues, so even though he had nothing to help pack when he left, many people who had heard the news came to say goodbye. However, a few people who knew the inside story would laugh at him for overestimating his abilities. A boy who does hard work dares to ask for a weekly salary of 1,500 yuan. Doesn't that mean that the monthly salary is 6,000 yuan? He Gongji is certainly rich, but because of his character of frying five eggs for every egg, can you get such a bargain? That's Miss Lin, who works as an escort with her butt twisted, and only makes three thousand dollars a month.
When I walked to the door, I naturally wanted to say a lot of good things about a smooth journey. Fang Lin suddenly raised his head and said with a smile:
"Actually, you don't need to say goodbye. We will still see each other every day in the future."
Everyone was puzzled, and none of them noticed that this young man's whole body was like a sharp knife being drawn out of its sheath. No matter his spirit or temperament, he had changed his appearance. This street is the city's dining and entertainment center. It is less than one kilometer long. On the road, there are dozens of hot pot city bars alone, so that no one even remembers the original street name, and everyone unanimously calls this place Haochi Street. Fang Lin didn't have anything to offer, so he walked straight into the "Lao Chi Ke" hot pot restaurant opposite.
It was still around three in the afternoon, just after the rush hour, and the landlady was crossing her arms and ordering the waiter to sweep the floor and wipe the benches. When he saw Fang Lin coming in alone, he frowned and said:
"Come tonight for hotpot."
Her store was so overrun by Qixiang that it was sold at a loss for three months, and it was about to close down. Naturally, she didn't take kindly to customers who didn't behave according to the rules. Fang Lin said:
"I'm here to give you money."
If the landlady was in a good mood, she would have driven this crazy kid out with a pair of brooms, but she was at the end of her rope at this time, and when she heard the word "get rich", she wouldn't chase someone away easily even if it was just to show off. , just looked up and down, and said doubtfully:
"What money do you have to give me?"
Fang Lin said calmly:
"Is your business going to be crushed by the strange fragrance?"
This sentence hit the right spot for the landlady. The "He Yao Chicken" across the street had opened the store for more than half a year, and it had turned her from a big profit to a small loss, and was about to transition to a big loss. She stared at him and wanted to Although he was cursing fiercely, Fang Lin analyzed slowly and logically:
"The location of our store is the same as that of Qixiang. The store decoration is bigger than his, and the service attitude is better than his. The reason why we can't beat him is obvious. Of course it's because the taste is not good."
"You put..." The last word was swallowed back by the proprietress. When she thought about it carefully, she felt that the young man had really made the right decision. Therefore, they didn't pay attention to the words "our store" in Fang Lin's mouth. "Then what does this have to do with you sending money?"
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"I worked at Qixiang for half a year, and I basically learned 90% of this craft."
The landlady said in surprise:
"You... do you really have this ability?"
Fang Lin smiled slightly, stepped into the kitchen confidently, dragged out two pieces of ribs, chopped them quickly with a knife like the wind, and then mixed the ingredients with dazzling movements, giving people a feeling of being busy but not chaotic, which was very satisfying. A pleasing pleasure. In less than half an hour, a pot of spicy pork ribs was ready. Before it even entered my mouth, the aroma wafted straight into the middle of the street!
When the boss lady tasted it, she slapped her thigh generously! She said in a very Sun Erniang style:
"I insist on it! From now on, you will be the chef. The salary will be two thousand per month during the probation period. We will talk about it after you become a full-time employee."
That afternoon, the "old diners" offered a 20% discount and placed hot pot tables on the sidewalk. Today, Fang Lin fired his boss, and the supply of ribs was immediately out of stock. Some of the people who came to Qixiang to eat hot pot couldn't wait. The smell from the opposite side seemed good, so they patronized this place. After eating it, I felt that the taste of both restaurants was similar, and it was cheaper and more affordable for "old food customers". So the proprietress started doing business for four hours from seven o'clock, and she made enough money for the day, turning a historic loss into Ying, I was so happy that each table guest received two more bottles of beer. He Gongji on the opposite side saw that the banknotes that belonged to him fell into other people's bags, and he was so angry that he jumped up and cursed! But after repeated thinking, I still couldn't find what went wrong.
In fact, this can't be blamed for Boss He's poor confidentiality measures. It can only be said that Fang Lin is too scary. Although Boss He usually gives hot pot ingredients, he always clears the place and locks himself alone in the kitchen. Outsiders are a tactic. Invisible to peek. But how strong is Fang Lin's memory? He took the opportunity of cleaning to directly memorize the weight of all the spices in the kitchen by visual inspection and mental calculation. After Boss He finished mixing the ingredients, he went in and visually checked and mentally calculated the weight of various spices. Subtracting the two, naturally The dosage of the secret recipe is revealed. He stayed there for half a year, and the secret recipe was already familiar to him. When he needed to use it now, of course he had it at his fingertips.
After the business was finished that day, the boss lady calculated the general ledger and found that although there was a discount and free drinks, she still made more than two thousand. Of course, she was overjoyed and immediately rewarded the employees like a villain and almost set the hot pot table. We walked into the middle of the street with the intention of demonstrating to the opposite side and letting out the bad energy that had been suppressed in my heart for more than half a year! Fang Lin naturally took the seat. He turned to look at his former colleagues across from him, smiled and waved. Everyone was naturally surprised: Sure enough, there was no need to say goodbye, we would see each other every day.
On the third day, Fang Lin's probation period was terminated by the landlady and he was directly promoted to a full-time job, just because he not only had to control the seasoning, but also did not leave behind his old job of chopping ribs opposite. The workload was equal to that of the head chef + two handymen. The landlady was also shrewd and felt that although the young man's asking price of 6,000 was a bit high, it was worth the price of three people. What's more, the taste of the pork ribs he chopped would really enhance when paired with the hot pot, so he decided to make the deal.
The days passed quickly. Fang Lin was sweating profusely while chopping ribs. Suddenly, a mysterious feeling flashed through his heart. He swung dozens of knives in succession, and the large piece of ribs in front of him immediately "popped". In the sound, it broke into small pieces of equal weight. For Fang Lin, the feeling at this moment can only be described as pleasure, just like the eruption when a man and a woman have sex, short-lived, but leaving an impression profound.
At this time, the dormant nightmare mark on his chest suddenly became hot. Fang Lin instinctively shuddered in his heart. He greeted the people next to him with a smile on his face, walked to a secluded place next to him, closed his eyes and inquired, and immediately two A piece of information came to mind:
"Please enter the nightmare space within twenty-four hours."
"Your combat skill: True Cutting Technique has been upgraded from lv1 to lv2."
Although this information does not explain the consequences of not entering the space within 24 hours, the final order can be determined by guessing. The second piece of news surprised Fang Lin, but he was immediately relieved. The real cutting technique is a combination of his own special ability and the nightmare space skill. When he chopped ribs and had a flash of inspiration, it was equivalent to This skill was successfully used once, so the increase in proficiency caused a qualitative change.
At this time he called up the attribute introduction:
Effect of True Cutting Live 2: Using True Cutting will consume 1 point of mental power. The loot obtained can be processed and divided. There is a 4% chance of processing high-level unknown treasures, a 65% chance of increasing the value of the loot, and an 8% chance of mutating the loot. There is an 18% chance that the processed item will disappear completely. This mutation skill can only be advanced through the accumulation of proficiency, and cannot be improved by using potential points. Note: When processing equipment, the chance of complete disappearance will be doubled. The cutting scope is limited to white, blue equipment, food, and some valuables.”
The probability of increasing the value of loot has been increased by 5%, and the probability of other possibilities has also been slightly increased, making the item disappear less likely.
To be on the safe side, he greeted the people in the store, walked up to the third floor, and then walked downstairs while focusing his thoughts on the nightmare mark.
The stairs became long, and soon they reached the place that was supposed to be at the bottom of the building, but there appeared a deep staircase leading to the unknown and mysterious world. Fang Lin walked down silently, not only did he not feel any fear or timidity in his heart, but instead There is a long-awaited excitement!
After walking up the thirteenth flight of stairs, there was still a vast black fog in front of him. The nightmare mark on his chest was in the shape of a tattooed double-horned ghost head. His two eyes shot out red light, illuminating a path. Fang Lin followed, and soon Then I saw the elevator that I took out of the nightmare space again.