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Hong Kong, the Holy of Holies

Early in the morning, Ram, a former member of the Dormammu Brotherhood, got up early before six o'clock, washed up, had breakfast, and started memorizing the Three Character Sutra, which he must do these days.

In the past, his usual habit was to stay in bed until noon.

But in less than a week since arriving in the Holy of Holies, he quickly developed the habit of getting up early to endorse books.

This is simply an incredible thing for him who has been a poor student since he was a child.

In the past, would he have endorsed this? The teacher is thankful that he didn't skip class.

However, since arriving at the Holy of Holies, he has made a -degree turn and has become diligent in studying. He seems to have a little bit of the ambition of a young man who does not work hard but is a sad person.

You must know that after he entered the Holy of Holies, he could be said to be either eating, drinking, or studying.

Like an old scalper, he works hard and strides towards the tenth level of Chinese language step by step.

How can such an act not be called inspirational?

But does he dare not to work hard? If he doesn't work hard and accept the transformation, he will end up like his boss, which is worse than death.

It's a pity that he and his gay friends worked hard and finally developed a black magic that can improve the success rate of blind dates.

But I didn't even get a chance to practice, so it was all in vain.

After reading for a long time, when his mouth was dry, his brain was turned into mush, and he was exhausted, Ram put down the Three-Character Sutra in pain.

At this time, he lowered his head and took another look at the traditional Chinese version of the Three Character Classic in front of him. When he thought about having to deal with these traditional Chinese characters every day in the future, he couldn't help but feel weak and felt that his future was bleak.

Being upset for a moment, I couldn't help but sigh, "What a day like this is!"

As soon as he said this, his good friend Hazumi couldn't help but move his butt to the side, as if he was afraid of being implicated by Ram.

It wasn't until he looked around furtively and made sure he didn't see Gao Ren that he lowered his voice and reminded his good friend Ram:

"Shh, you don't want to live anymore! Don't let the boss hear it. If the boss hears it, he will make you stand for three hours and copy the Three Character Sutra a hundred times."

Upon hearing the punishment of copying the Three-Character Sutra a hundred times, Ram suddenly turned pale and looked around guiltily. He didn't see Gao Ren, and then he let out a long breath, "Don't scare people. If you scare people, you will scare them to death." .”

At this moment, a coughing sound suddenly came.

Ram and Hajuta's faces suddenly turned pale, and they sat up straight as if by conditioned reflex, staring intently at the Three-Character Sutra in their hands, muttering something about how to learn more and take it seriously.

Gao Ren couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction when he saw all the former Dormammu Brotherhood members working so hard.

"gather!"

He looked at his watch and saw that the time had expired. It was time for him to check the results of the former members of the Dormammu Brotherhood who had studied hard these days, and he immediately issued new instructions.

After a while, a group of former Dormammu Brotherhood members neatly lined up in three rows in order of height.

"Look left and right!"

As Gao Ren gave another order, these members of the Dormammu Brotherhood, who were once loose and self-proclaimed as the God of Death, turned their heads together with a "swish" reflexively, and took small steps under their feet, automatically adjusting the team. Neatly.

"Look forward!"

All the former Dormammu Brotherhood members turned their heads back to their original positions in unison and looked straight ahead.

"Take a break!"

With a 'snap' sound, the foot movements of the former Dormammu Brotherhood members were as clean and sharp as if they were made by one person.

Gao Ren looked at this uniform movement, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's start the roll call. Those who are called will answer with one answer. Do you hear it?"

A chorus of former Dormammu Brotherhood members said in unison, "I heard you."

However, although the voices were in unison, they were a little decadent, which made Gao Ren very dissatisfied and said sternly, "Louder, I can't hear you."