If I can become a superwoman, it makes sense for me to stay at home and lie down.

When Boss Huang cried miserably

, Mu Qianqian called the police captain into the hall and

asked him to bring another informant, Wei Lili, over for "questioning" by the Foreign Intelligence Bureau.

The police captain saw that

Boss Huang's face was swollen into a pig's head, and

his heart was hairy

, "That, that... Mr. Mu, we police officers don't have to accept your bureau's questioning, right?"

"No, you are on our side, you won't lie, and you don't need special inquiries."

Mu Qianqian shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand casually.

......

The police captain was relieved and

soon brought Wei Lili over.

Mu Qianqian is a woman, so the means of "questioning" Wei Lili are much milder.

Even so,

Wei Lili's crying and screaming were still heard at the scene.

In the elevator room of the building outside

, several police officers were puzzled,

"They are victims!

The police captain told them not to talk nonsense, so as not to annoy the detectives who had brain problems.

"Moreover, what good people can be the boss and HR manager of this sweatshop?" "

Mr. Huang, the two people, at 5 a.m., played poker in the company's office, and also sent small pictures all over the Internet.

"This pair of slut, we can't cure them by talking about civility and politeness, and those 5 bigwigs don't have any scruples." "

......

In the end

, the agent confirmed the true appearance of the beautiful robber, and the

portrait of Superwoman was as clear as a photo.

Mu Qianqian handed the portrait to the police captain

and asked him to immediately use artificial intelligence to search the population database and find out this big beauty.

"Search for women between the ages of 20 and 30 first, reduce the scope of your search, and increase efficiency. The

police captain was about to leave, but

Mu Qianqian stopped him again

, "If the first batch of searches is not available, then expand the search to men aged 20 to 30."

"Some people are transvestites and like women to pretend to be men, men to pretend to be women... Something, we can't help but guard against it. "

......

The police captain repeatedly patted the horse,

praising the detective of the Alien Intelligence Agency as a pillar of the country, with

clear thinking in handling the case, and there was no strategy!

...... "Of course, I'm smart!"

Mu Qianqian looked like a matter of course.

The police captain was stunned and smiled a little bitterly.

These alien agents are really strange

, if they slap, they

actually take it seriously?

......

After Boss Huang and Wei Lili were "questioned"

, they were sweating profusely and tearful, wanting to escape this terrible place as soon as possible.

As soon as Mr. Huang went out, he

was controlled by the police captain again.

Mr. Huang was about to collapse,

"Again...

"Ah, it's not a big deal, we just received a report from your wife that you are spreading silver-gray photos on the Internet, we checked, the situation is true, please come with us!"

replied the police captain.

"Those photos were taken by that female madman!" Mr

. Huang was angry and afraid, and his whole body trembled.

"But it's sent from your phone!"

the police captain continued.

"That's also operated by that madwoman with my mobile phone, it has nothing to do with us!" Mr

. Huang cried again, he didn't know what bad luck he had, why did he face endless trouble?

Mr. Huang was angry and depraved, sweating profusely, and

finally, he pointed to Wei Lili

, "She also spread silver-gray photos, why don't you arrest her?"

"Oh, you were reported by your wife, and no one reported her!

"Huh?" Mr

. Huang fell into the battle between heaven and man.

......

After Fang Lang left the building where the company was located

, he found a place where no one was unmonitored, lifted the superhuman state, and changed back to pure masters.

First of all, I touched the crotch

and repeatedly confirmed that there was no change in size.

Only then did he take a long breath.

"After becoming a superwoman, it is indeed refreshing

!" "However, I am a pure master, it is a shame to become a beautiful superwoman in tight leather clothes!"

"What is going on with that transformation button

?" "Since it is a superman transformation, why can't I refer to my gender and transform into a male superman?"

Fang Lang was puzzled, and

after thinking and recalling in place for a long time,

he probably guessed that

the transformation button in his mind was directly related to the moving blue light he saw in the early hours of this morning.

Then,

I saw one police car after another pulling the siren and rushing towards the building where the company was located.

Fang Lang had a headache.

Took out 2 cash and looked at it, sighing softly.

Fang Lang found that

after he became Supergirl, he was too energetic and excited...

He lowered

his head, stopped a taxi, and hurried out of this place of right and wrong.

......

In order to be safe and prevent being followed, Fang Lang let the taxi make a big circle and arrived on the outskirts of Shenzhen Hong Kong City.

Then take the

subway, transfer bus

, then transfer to subway

, toss back and forth, and get home after 7 a.m.

Fang Lang's home, located in an urban village in the urban area

, is the first floor of a small property building, with a 50-square-meter façade house, front shop and back house.

This small property right house was handed down by Fang Lang's grandfather.

Fang Lang's grandfather came to the south to work alone, and finally bought a real estate, took root in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City and started a family, allowing his descendants to stay in the big city and realize the family's leap.

Fang Lang's grandfather used his own façade room and opened a small restaurant to maintain the life of the whole family, and

after his grandfather died, this "neighborhood snack" shop passed to Fang Lang's parents

, and if nothing else,

this small restaurant will eventually reach Fang Lang's hands.

However, Fang Lang was proud and arrogant, tired of smelling the smell of smoke and oil since he was a child, and resolutely unwilling to engage in the daily catering industry of the neighborhood.

He chose the software industry and

wanted to make another class leap in his generation.

Unfortunately

, the ideal is very happy

, the reality is very skinny

, Fang Lang's qualifications are ordinary, there is no talent for IT at all

, he has survived in the low-end code factory for more than 2 years

, except for obtaining perennial sub-health and psychological depression, there is no growth.

Now that he can become Superman and become a female superhero,

he is even less likely to continue working in the hard code industry.

If you are a superwoman

, work as a bodyguard, security guard, mercenary... These violent industries are much easier than code farmers.

......

At 7 o'clock in the morning,

a man in his 50s yawned and rode a three-wheeler when he happened to encounter Fang Lang.

He was slightly stunned

, "Stinky boy, you won't work overtime to this point before going home, right?" After

Fang Lang's eyesight improved, he could clearly see that the hair on the other party's head had turned nearly half,

and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

In the past 2 years, Fang Lang has turned the night and day upside down, playing with his life to make money for the boss,

and he has not looked at his father carefully for a long time.

Fang Jianqiang

, Fang Lang's father, vice

president of the "neighborhood snack" store, and buyer, and handyman....

Fang Lang's eyes were moist.

"Lao Fang, early in the morning, you were forced by Mr. Fan to go to the vegetable market to buy again?" Mr

. Fan, Fan Xiaoling, is Fang Lang's mother

, currently the president and CEO of "Neighborhood Snacks", and the chef.

......

Fang Jianqiang hammered his son hard

, "You smelly boy, you don't even call your father!"

"Dad, I have taught you since I was a child, between father and son, there must be equality and harmony, and call you Lao Fang, don't you think that we are more cordial between us?"

replied Fang Lang with a smile.

With a snort

, Fang Jianqiang braked the tricycle

and looked at Fang Lang carefully

, "I haven't seen you slippery for a long time, and I'm in a good mood today?"

Fang Lang shrugged his shoulders and told his old father that he had resigned.

So, it's fun today.

Fang Jianqiang knew that after Fang Lang left, his face was happy

, "Stinky boy, you have finally opened up!" "

Your previous company is really not suitable for you, and I have long advised you to leave."

You honestly inherit the restaurant at home, don't think about career success all day long, marry Bai Fumei or something." "

......

"Other people's rich fathers are patting their sons on the shoulder and telling their sons to work hard, otherwise, they can only go home and inherit tens of billions of family property.

Fang Lang rolled his eyes.

"Fortunately, you actually persuaded your son to go home and inherit a small neighborhood restaurant!" "

Don't you think that your father is very irresponsible?"

Fang Jianqiang slapped Fang Lang's shoulder hard again.

"You want to be rich, and now, do you have a little chance of success?" "

In this world, 99% are ordinary people.

"Some people can't recognize reality, can't recognize their own ability, want to counterattack and want to succeed, fight hard for life, a few people succeed, but the vast majority can only become consumables to make money for others!"

After Fang Jianqiang finished speaking, he patted the tricycle and let Fang Lang sit on it.

"We haven't eaten breakfast together for a long time. "

Go, daddy invites you to eat eight treasure intestine powder!"

"Ah, you are so generous, Mr. Fan has always controlled your old expenses?"

"Cut! Your Laozi is engaged in purchasing this fat difference, buying low and reporting high, you can still save a little private money. "

......

"Dad, your face is proud, not ashamed but proud, admirable!"

The Fang father and son looked at each other and laughed.

Fang Jianqiang and Fang Lang's personality is completely different

, he has no earth-shattering ambitions

, after he married Fan Xiaoling, he moved into his father-in-law's house and helped his father-in-law run a "neighborhood snack" shop.

Although Fan Xiaoling scolded him from time to time for not showing up

, Fang Jianqiang had a cheerful personality

, and although he could not do a big career, he ran his small family very harmoniously.

......

Fang Lang let Fang Jianqiang sit in the tricycle body

, "Let me drag you to the intestine flour shop!" "

However, I definitely don't go into the vegetable market to help you buy vegetables and bargain or something."

"I'm a college graduate and don't do such trivial things that insult Sven." "

......

"Hehe, a person who has just lost his job, still carrying it!" Fang

Jianqiang said to his son.

Today is the day when Fang Jianqiang has spoken the most with Fang Lang in the past two years.

He knew that the cheerful son was back!

.