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Chapter 100 Zhuang Ming sees his parents 【Request a ticket】

"Zhuang Ming, are you listening?" An Ran was also a little anxious, why there was no sound on the phone.

"Why am I going to your house?" Zhuang Ming didn't know why he felt a little flustered. Originally, this kind of emotion shouldn't have appeared on him, but now it did. He touched his nose uncomfortably and asked angrily. road.

"I don't care, are you going to make it?" An Ran on the other end of the phone was very annoyed, of course she came to my house to meet my parents.

This dead wood doesn't know how to talk about love at all, the key is to ask this kind of question knowingly.

going or not?
Zhuang Ming hesitated a little, and asked him to kill, he didn't hesitate, but this was the first time he met his parents, and he actually resisted in his heart.

Is there anything else in this world that scares him?
Zhuang Ming is also a little surprised at his current heart, saying that this kind of experience is quite good, and it is okay to experience it, "When?"

"Of course it's now, remember to dress smartly." Hearing Zhuang Ming's words, An Ran on the other end of the phone was overjoyed immediately, and her voice became much lighter.

Zhuang Ming wrote down the address and hung up the phone.

This should be experienced by every normal person. It is understandable to experience it by yourself. It is definitely not for An Ran's body. He is mainly improving his strength now. Women, he is thinking about raising his strength to a higher level after his strength stabilizes.

Maintaining a body of Yuanyang is very beneficial for the body to break through the limit again and again. Knowing that the body in this world can break through the limit again and again, Zhuang Ming naturally focuses on the power of improvement first.

"Lei Zhan, I leave the training to you today. I'll be back in the afternoon." Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he rode on the Harley of Daniel.

"Boom~~~"

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lei Zhan looked at this scene eagerly, and complained in his heart: "You are here, so the training is not left to me?"

But Lei Zhan was also curious about what Zhuang Ming was doing?

What's the rush?

Except for missions, Zhuang Ming hardly ever goes out.

Seeing a group of people hooking their heads, Lei Zhan's face turned angry and said: "Look at that, continue training for me!"

In the morning, I ate cold steamed buns, drank cold milk, and accompanied by cold pickles, but these were not enough. Under the pressure of Lei Zhan, cold water was poured over my head, and I ran while dripping with water.

Accompanied by the sound of roaring guns and threats from Lei Zhan, a group of female soldiers ran with difficulty and kept running.

After running, keep coming!

A new day of training has just begun.

No pity, no pity, practice to the death, anyway, Lei Zhan's complexion has not been very good.

In the quagmire, they were divided into small teams one after another, holding hundreds of kilograms of logs and doing sit-ups. Cold water would never be missing, hitting their faces, their bodies, and their hearts from the sky.

The female soldiers gritted their teeth and persisted, accompanied by all kinds of perverted and weird demands from the Thunder Commando.

For example, when doing sit-ups, you also need to sing "I'm a little duck", all kinds of mental and physical blows.

Then there are push-ups in the water, squeezing out the potential hidden in their bodies.

This training is one morning.

The bells in the base kept ringing, the number of helmets kept increasing, and one female soldier after another left one after another.

Zhuang Ming was wearing the camouflage training uniform, and under the surprised gaze of a group of people, he rode a Harley into the commercial street chicly.

This attire, and that ruthless and iron-blooded appearance, attracted little girls one after another to ask for their numbers.

Zhuang Ming can exchange it in the system, and there are suits, but after thinking about it, it is better to save God of War coins. When this is not a task, it is better to save a little God of War coins, that is, it is a little more troublesome to buy clothes.

Zhuang Ming came directly to a suit shop. Under the stunned gaze of the clerk, he glanced left and right. He didn't have any requirements for clothes, but when buying, he still needed quality, so he directly picked a set of pure handmade suits. , a shirt, and a pair of leather shoes.

Simple and direct, without even saying a word.

Under Zhuang Ming's icy aura, the shop assistant didn't dare to say a word.

He appeared again wearing a light blue suit. At this time, Zhuang Ming had lost a lot of weight, and his figure no longer looked too bloated, but it didn't look wide, but it made people know a very promising figure at a glance. The hair is neither long nor short, and the sharp-edged face has a rigid aura, which makes people's eyes shine.

The eyes of several female shop assistants were full of splendor, and they were ready to move. This handsome guy with aloof temperament was really too lethal.

So handsome!
This is not the kind of pretending, but the real temperament, especially the pair of sharp eyes, when they looked at each other, they didn't dare to look too much, and instantly conquered their hearts.

Zhuang Ming, who took off his training clothes and put on a suit, is simply a perfect clothes shelf, attracting the attention of all girls and women. The aura he carries on his body is even more fascinated by women. Many women look at Zhuang Ming with peach blossoms.

"It's okay." Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhuang Ming nodded.

"Help me wrap my clothes, how much is this suit?" Zhuang Ming smiled lightly, not at all the coldness at the training base, but seemed very easy-going.

"3." The clerk said cautiously, looking at Zhuang Ming innocently.

"Swipe the card!" Zhuang Ming directly threw her a card. Although he didn't know how much money was in the card, it must be enough to buy this suit, after all, it was purely handmade.

The little girl's eyes lit up, she didn't expect this cool and handsome guy to be so forthright, and she immediately said, "I'll give you a discount, it's 3."

With a sweet smile on her face, she can get a lot of commission for this order, and it's rare to see such a handsome man with a generous temperament.

When I swiped the card, I swiped it casually. I didn’t expect that there were more than 100 million in my card. It seems that Zhuang Ming used to spend very little money, but this money is really not enough for him. It seems that he is trying to make some money .

"Should I go directly to the bank to transfer a sum?" Zhuang Ming couldn't help thinking, but he also thought about it. Although he has superb hacking skills, it's better not to do this kind of thing.

In fact, this kind of operation is also very simple. After all, there are people laundering money everywhere, and he can intercept it.

A fair-skinned young woman with excellent temperament had a face like peach blossoms, and her big watery eyes almost dripped water. She stepped forward, biting her lip with her white teeth, and said delicately: "Little handsome guy, can I get to know you? Yes." Sora can have a drink together~~"

The young woman's voice was provocative and had a special meaning.

Zhuang Ming just glanced at her lightly. The young woman's legs were clamped unconsciously, her breathing was rapid, and the waves were choppy for a while, and suddenly she couldn't stand steadily, and she unconsciously rushed towards Zhuang Ming.

And Zhuang Ming had already stepped on the Harley, accelerated immediately, flicked the tail on the spot, the woman threw herself on the ground, her knee was smashed, and Zhuang Ming couldn't even look at it, put it in gear, put the gas on, as if An off-string arrow shot out and rushed directly to the elevated.

But what Zhuang Ming didn't know was that a shooting station was going on on the highway, and the city's special police tiger commando team was rushing to the scene by helicopter in a rapid support method.

And the direction is really the direction of Zhuang Ming's opposition, and the opposition is coming.

(End of this chapter)