At the beginning, he crossed over to become the cannon fodder villain's father

"That's right, I also have a tumor in my head. The doctor said it was a terminal illness and I didn't want to live anymore." Zhou Huihua patted her bald head and shook her head.

"Hey, what a big deal. As for those who are looking for death and life, don't you think I'm living well now?" Zhao Chengfeng laughed and patted Zhou Huihua on the shoulder.

Zhou Huihua is 1.8 meters tall, and Zhao Chengfeng had to raise his hands to reach the shoulders of this strong man, so it was very awkward to shoot.

"Can it really be cured? Don't you lie to me?" Zhou Huihua still had some doubts and couldn't help asking.

In fact, in his mind, it wasn't that he was determined to commit suicide, it was just a decision he had to make when he felt that he was completely hopeless.

But now hearing Zhao Chengfeng say that he also had a tumor, and it was also in his head, Zhou Huihua's thoughts became vivid involuntarily.

If what Zhao Chengfeng said was true, it was obvious that the expert he was talking about was worthy of the name since he was alive and kicking here.

"You think badly about people now. Do you think I look like a bad person? Why am I lying to you?" Zhao Chengfeng said sincerely, "Brother, I also feel sorry for each other. I can't bear to see you end your life just like that."

Hearing this, Zhou Huihua basically dispelled the worries in her heart.

That's right, he and Zhao Chengfeng didn't know each other at all, how could a stranger come here to lie to him on purpose?
"What my brother said is, I don't know where the expert you mentioned is now?" Zhou Huihua asked eagerly.

Since the tumor in his brain was discovered, he has suffered a lot from it, he can't eat well, he can't sleep well, and he is tortured every day.

If not, he, a strong man of more than 1.8 meters, would not easily embark on the road of suicide by jumping off a building.

Now hearing that there is hope for a cure, how can I bear it, and my heart is burning with anxiety.

"Eh, this..." Zhao Chengfeng was momentarily at a loss for words.

Where is there any expert, he made up this stuff in order to stabilize Zhou Huihua.

But at this moment, he couldn't directly say to Zhou Huihua that there was no such person at all. Once he did, the consequences would be disastrous.

I'm afraid Zhou Huihua has the heart to pull him to jump off the building together in anger.

"Why? Is it convenient for my brother to disclose it?" Zhou Huihua didn't think too much about it. He is also a real person. He didn't expect Zhao Chengfeng to deliberately lie to him.

"That expert once told me not to let me reveal his information at will." Zhao Chengfeng looked embarrassed.

Zhou Huihua nodded seriously, and had no doubts about Zhao Chengfeng's explanation, which was also in line with his image of a master.

"But you don't have to worry, I'll go find that expert in a while, and he should come to the rescue."

"Then I will trouble you, brother." Zhou Huihua held Zhao Chengfeng's hand, his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Hey, my brother and I hit it off right away, it's a trivial matter." Zhao Chengfeng waved his hand, and then exchanged contact information with Zhou Huihua.

"Ding! Mission accomplished!"

"Ding! Reward a set of level-[-] fighting skills!"

"Level [-] fighting technique?"

Zhao Chengfeng groped his chin to ponder for a while, but couldn't figure out what it was.

But anyway, it will definitely not be harmful to his body, and now that Zhao Chengfeng is wearing a blank board, he has no room to pick and choose, so he decided to use the second-level fighting technique in his mind.

In an instant, a lot of knowledge poured into his mind.

From theory to actual combat, all the details were transmitted to Zhao Chengfeng's mind.

And all of this is not just knowing and understanding, but completely, thoroughly absorbing and digesting.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't need to move, he knew that this second-level fighting technique had been completely integrated into his body instincts, just like he had been practicing for decades, and had already reached the perfect state of proficiency.

At the same time, Zhao Chengfeng also got a brief introduction to the second-level fighting skills.

"Level [-] Fighting Technique: Military Martial Arts, summed up from a large number of genre cheats, the moves are simple and direct, and the power is not bad. After mastering it well, the user can easily fight ten."

After reading this introduction, Zhao Chengfeng slapped his thigh: "Okay! Good stuff!"

Although the name is a bit vulgar, this second-level fighting technique is worthy of military martial arts, and its power is not small. It can actually allow users to fight ten at the same time.

It can be called the modern version of Ip Man.

You must know that it is very difficult to fight against multiple people at the same time, even a boxing champion may not be able to do it.

Coupled with the comprehensive martial arts quality improvement reward that Zhao Chengfeng received earlier, it is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Chengfeng at this time is more than enough to be a soldier king in the army.

An resisted the joy in his heart, Zhao Chengfeng observed Zhou Huihua's favorability with the eye of truth.

Favorability: 80! (as confidant)

"good."

Zhao Chengfeng is already very satisfied with this result. After all, the two of them were pure strangers just now. After this conversation, it is already a huge leap to raise their favorability to 80.

Zhao Chengfeng reckoned that this was probably due to the fact that Zhou Huihua was terminally ill and extremely fragile mentally. If Zhou Huihua was in normal health, he would probably be able to get a 60 favorability degree.

After bidding farewell to Zhou Huihua, Zhao Chengfeng rushed to the hospital and went straight to the director's office.

This hospital is the top hospital in the city, and according to Zhao Chengfeng's knowledge, the director of the hospital, Zhang Zhiming, was once a famous brain doctor in the whole country.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't know where the so-called expert was, but it was absolutely right to come to him.

Boom boom boom!
Zhao Chengfeng stood in front of the dean's office and knocked on the door three times with his fingers bent.

"Come in."

The voice of the middle-aged man sounded from behind the door.

Zhao Chengfeng pushed the door open and entered, and what caught his eye was a large desk made of solid wood, surrounded by luxurious gold threads.

Behind the desk was a greasy middle-aged man wearing glasses and a dark blue striped suit.

Zhao Chengfeng swept his gaze and focused on Zhang Zhiming's shiny bald head. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the pain of middle-aged people.

Then he was lucky again, fortunately, he was much younger because of the system rewards, otherwise he would have to look like this.

"who are you?"

Zhang Zhiming asked suspiciously, he didn't remember having an appointment with the person in front of him.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Zhao Chengfeng stepped in front of Zhang Zhiming in two steps. He leaned forward, put his hands on it, and looked at Zhang Zhiming across the large desk: "The important thing is that I need you to do something for me."

"Where are you crazy, get out of my office in three seconds, otherwise." Zhao Chengfeng was so forceful when he came in, Zhang Zhiming suddenly became angry.

This is also a reasonable phenomenon. After all, anyone who stays in the office well will be angry if someone suddenly breaks in and speaks wildly.

It's just that Zhao Chengfeng is short of time now, and the company's affairs can't be delayed, so he will explain it to Zhang Zhiming slowly.