Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

The residential building on the first floor began to become lively, and the young people inside were very lively eating and drinking.

The smell of hot pot came from inside. Smelling it, Yan Li was a little hungry.

He turned around and left the community without security.

When I came back again, it was already dark and the other party was still drinking.

He was not in a hurry when he was tired of Li, so he found a chair and sat down. When the residents saw it, they thought it was an old woman looking at the moon, missing the children she had raised.

This place is very chaotic, the population flow is also very chaotic, and no one thinks there is anything wrong with having a fresh face.

The moon was slowly covered by dark clouds, and the people in the room had fallen asleep.

The door was not closed securely, and it seemed that the people in the house were not afraid of anyone coming in at all.

So after it was quiet, Yanli walked in without hesitation. In the dark room, he checked the person lying on the sofa to make sure it was not the progress target. He opened the room to look for it. There were several people lying in the room, all of them were drunk, muttering. Talking in sleep.

I searched one by one, and finally found the progress goal of sleeping alone in the smallest compartment.

The other person was sleeping deeply, frowning, as if he was having a nightmare.

Yanli didn't care what nightmares he had. Although the place wasn't messy, it smelled strongly of tobacco and alcohol, which she didn't like very much.

Yan Ping'an felt a chill, and a smart boy woke up in a daze. He didn't notice anyone else in the room, and a word rang in his ears.

"Thank you for your kind young man. There is no kinder person than you. What do you want that I can help you achieve?"

Yan Ping'an covered his forehead with his hands, his mind was so chaotic that he just felt confused.

Then the colder feeling made him sober up. He could hear the words in his ears clearly, but he couldn't see clearly who was speaking. The room was too dark.

"Thank you kind young man, what do you want, can I help you achieve it?"

"What I want... what I want... Yuting! No... I want to be successful... a successful person, Zheng Yuting..." There was an inaudible murmur behind.

After hearing the answer, Yanli had already left.

If the other party says he wants a girlfriend, then that may not work, and giving her away is a trafficker.

As a result, the other party changed it, so it’s not impossible.

So what is a successful person?

The search answer refers to a successful career.

How can a gangster leader succeed in his career? This is a question.

It's not Yanli's style to change people, just like she likes to do tasks one by one.

How to make a gangster have a successful career?

As he was thinking, his fingertips tapped on the edge of the coffin, making a thump... thump sound.

The rhythm gives people a hint of terror, which seems extremely scary in this quiet space.

Another random business day.

Song Hao: 666!Just lie there and knock randomly, and you can scare people out of their wits. As expected of a girl!

……

The progress is stuck at 4. Yanli doesn't know much about work, but she knows that a person without any skills cannot succeed and can only go to the factory to drive screws.

But in this job, it is impossible to have a successful career in a lifetime.

She decided to ask other people what she didn't know even through searching.

"How to make a gangster successful in his career."

"Do you have any skills?" Shu Yue was very happy after replying the message. Xiao Li rarely chatted with her. She waited for the other party to reply, and work began to become secondary.

"No."

"Xiao Li, do you want to become a gangster?"

"Nurture?"

Shu Yue: "Nurture is to train a person from a useless person to a very powerful person."

Yanli: "Absolutely."

"Then Xiao Li needs to find someone to teach him, let him learn, and keep cultivating him. Coupled with Xiao Li's ability, he will develop it soon."

Yanli: Ability?

Shu Yue: Money-making ability!

What Yan Li thought was that if he pulled out the opponent's soul and stuffed it back into his body, threatening death would be successful?

But there is a possibility that it cannot be stuffed back, the soul will be gone, and the person will die.

Dead = a waste of time = stuck in progress = going to jail = unable to complete tasks = going to hell

No!

Hell is so noisy!

Yanli replied: "What to study?"

Shu Yue: "If you think he still has any advantages, you can develop them."

"Um……"

Yan Li touched his fingers and thought.

……

Yan Ping'an looked at the familiar figure and began to tremble a little unconsciously, feeling a dull pain from the bones he was hit last time.

Medele...is a psychological shadow!

Dry!

"Fuck, run!"

This sentence instantly caused a group of bastards to disperse.

Yan Ping'an also ran away. The other party didn't look at him = he didn't see him. He ran... whoever didn't run was his grandson.

Yanli followed slowly on a small electric donkey. The other gangsters ran to hide. When they saw that they were not being chased, they started to stop and peek.

"She... seems to be chasing the boss...?" the little gangster said unconfidently.

The main reason is that the other party only went in the direction of the boss, far away, as if he was going to do something, and he didn't look like he was chasing someone. Besides, the boss had already run away.

The height of 190cm stands out from the crowd, and his long legs can run faster than them.

"……"chicken?

Bah, bah, bah...wrong word!

……

Yan Pingan supported the wall, his chest heaving violently. He felt that after running so far, the other party would not be able to catch up.

"Huh..." He took a deep breath, feeling that his mouth was dry and his heart was beating violently, almost jumping to his throat.

The last time she jumped so violently, when she was still a little human, her image could not be forgotten in my mind.

He didn't know what type he liked before, but after seeing her, he knew that he liked her type.

So he wants to upgrade her to be whatever type she is, he likes it.

Can……

"Yo... two bamboo pole legs, soaring very fast."

Yan Ping'an instantly stiffened, his breathing stagnated, his heartbeat skipped a beat, and fell back into his stomach again, falling hard... and breaking into pieces.

Heart: Ah...I'm broken.

He turned back stiffly and slowly, hoping that when he turned his head, he would find that he was hallucinating.

However... things backfired, and imagination was of no use.

The rolling of Adam's apple proves how nervous the owner of Adam's apple is.

Yan Li held up the small electric donkey and looked at the people whose eyes widened unconsciously. It seemed that the last education was successful.

It seems that there is no need to press the soul to warn.

"have time?"

Yan Ping'an thought: I said no, do you believe it?

But he said obediently: "Yes."

Yan Li smiled.

Yan Ping'an trembled, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

……

"bring it on……"

"Bang bang bang..."

"Snapped……"

There were sounds of fighting in the room, and then a human body was thrown heavily to the ground.

He Rui was wearing a coaching uniform, explaining to the students, and received information when they noticed.

Hurry to the gate.

When I walked to the door, I saw a group of unaffected gangsters, sitting close together, obviously they had been here for a while.

"You are the ones sent by the boss, come in..."

Yan Ping'an stubbed out his cigarette and took his brothers into the Sanda gym.

Soon I heard screams of pain.

"You are such weaklings..."

"stand up……"

"Zi Zhen, you're a tall man, that's all."

"This dish is still considered a gangster..."

He Rui's provocative voice did not stop, and the unilateral beating did not stop.

Her students looked sympathetic.

It wasn't He Rui's intention, it was her intention. Who asked her to receive the boss's message.

Let her work hard.

He Rui: The boss’s request is my request, take it, boys.