hardcore fast wear

Tan Zhao regained consciousness again, feeling completely weightless.

To be precise, it is a free fall movement with itself as the weight, commonly known as...jumping from a building.

Is it that exciting? !

Tan Zhao didn't care about receiving memories and familiarizing himself with the body. He just relied on his instinct to ride martial arts and the mystical world to motivate Huang Yu Ayao, who stored internal energy, to forcefully use internal energy to relieve most of the gravity. But even so, when he landed, he was still He heard the crisp fracture of his right arm.

But the pain is better than the death after crossing over, thanks to the muddy ground that has just rained, otherwise it would not be as simple as an arm.

Traveling through more than 20 worlds, spanning the worlds of martial arts and gods and ghosts, it is rare for Tan Zhao to have such a embarrassing moment of time travel, the sky was dark, he endured the pain and found a corner to sit down, and then he became ruthless bone setting.

There was only a sound of "Gada", and the bones returned to their place. In the early autumn, Tan Zhao broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

[System, memory! ]

System: OK, host.

Tan Zhao is a fast transmigrator. Because he suffers from a terminal disease inherited from his family, he was bound to a "overcoming terminal illness" system when he was about to die. He went to other worlds to replace the dying person to live to earn time. The pain of going to death directly enters reincarnation, and Tan Zhao's days of surviving can accumulate blessings on him to extend his life, with a limit of 100 years.

As long as he saves enough for 100 years, he can return to his own world, overcome terminal illness and survive.

But "time" is too easy to spend. He has a relatively short life every time. He has traveled through more than 20 worlds of martial arts and mythology.Huang Yu A Yao is also a spiritual object he obtained during the time travel, in addition to the Longevity Jue Gong Xiao Qi and He Shi Bi A He, and a still sleeping spirit beast Fengli Xiaozu.

System: Nothing arrived!You gave me the last 20 years!You are now a pauper!

[... I suddenly regretted it. ]

System: Sorry, the time is sent and will not be refunded :).

Hey, the pain in his right hand passed away, and Tan Zhao was not in a hurry to leave the scene of jumping off the building. Instead, he leaned against the corner and received the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's name was Su Jinglin, and he was...a modern person.

If Tan Zhao's right hand hadn't been injured, Tan Zhao would have stood up on the spot and performed a backflip. God knows how much he missed modern electronic technology in various ancient worlds.

In this world, he has to stay for 100 years!

System: Host, I seem to hear the sound of FLAG hanging high.

Tan Zhaoquan pretended not to hear it, and continued to receive memories. The original owner, Su Jinglin, was an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage.

Probably because he was born in an orphanage, the original owner had a flattering personality and a bit shy personality. In the second year after becoming a regular, he was transferred to be the head teacher of the worst class in the second year of high school.

Class 13 of the second year of high school, the most "notorious" class in Shenzhen No. [-] Middle School, probably gathered together a number of school bullies, some of the scumbags, and some rich second generations who have money and leisure and don't want to study. Such a complicated class , I want to know that the original owner who is still in the bronze rank can't move.

According to memory, not only could it not be taken away, but the life of the original owner also became worse and worse.

The students couldn't take care of her, colleagues looked down on her, her job didn't improve, and the original owner gradually... fell in love with gambling.

The so-called gambling is fun for a while, and gambling has always been poor. The original owner was a college student who had just graduated. He had no house, no car, and no deposits.

When the creditor threatened the original owner to go to school, the original owner finally had a mental breakdown. He couldn't think about it for a while in the middle of the night, and ran to the school administration building and jumped off the building, which was also to vent his dissatisfaction with the school.

After jumping off, Su Jinglin regretted it, and the system made a deal with him, not only avoiding the pain of death, but also repaying the original owner's 130 million debt.

[I take back that sentence above, let's go to the next world now :). ]

"Mr. Su, why are you here?"

The security guards patrolling the school found Tan Zhao leaning against the corner of the wall, and they were so shocked that they almost smashed the flashlight.

"My hand fell, can you take me to the hospital?"

Returning to the modern society suddenly, even though Tan Zhao has the memory of the original owner Su Jinglin, he is still very unfamiliar with the modern system. When he arrived at the hospital, he let the night shift nurse take care of his hand injury.

By the time the plaster was tied, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The security guard had already gone back, and Tan Zhao was sitting in the lobby on the first floor of the emergency building, fumbling with his mobile phone with his left hand.

System: Host, will you still use it?

[Nonsense, both you and I can use it. ]

... There is indeed nothing wrong with saying this. When it comes to black technology, the system is the most black.

I called a taxi with a taxi app. At four o’clock in the morning, Tan Zhao finally returned to the rental house of the original owner. The room was less than 20 square meters, messy, and had a strange smell. Tan Zhao stood in the entrance with his arms hanging, feeling The modern society is extremely unfriendly to him.

Hey, this day is too miserable.

On the way back, he had already checked. After paying the fare, he had a total of over [-] belongings, so he didn’t need to think about going out to stay in a hotel. Tan Zhao sighed again and went into the bathroom.

"Su Jinglin" in the mirror has long pot-covered hair, black-rimmed glasses of the same style as the deputy teaching director on her nose, and a cheap black suit that can't be found in the crowd.

Tan Zhao took off his glasses casually, and was about to wash his face and calm down, when he saw... a handsome face.

System: Surprised or not?

[......]

Tan Zhao came out of the bathroom after washing his face. He didn’t wear those black-rimmed glasses anymore. He couldn’t sleep anyway, so he tidied up the original owner’s things and threw away the ones that could be thrown away. The remaining documents and clothes were packed in the luggage. in the box.

According to memory, this month's rent is due, and today is NO.30. It happens to be Sunday when the students are on vacation, and there is no money to renew the rent anyway. Tan Zhao chooses to leave by himself decently before the landlord kicks him out.

With 130 million foreign debts, nowhere to go, and a broken hand, what a miserable word.

However, Tan Zhao was not in a bad mood. Pushing a small suitcase, he walked along the street with great interest, and spent eight yuan in the middle of eating a large bowl of fried rice noodles. The fireworks in the market finally made him realize , He finally came to the modern civilized society.

First of all, set a small goal first - earn it 130 million.

So the question is, how to get money fast?

Tan Zhao was thinking about this problem all the time while walking on the road. Because he was too serious, he came to a dead end while walking.

Today the sun is very good, and the autumn air is refreshing, but this alley looks deep and dark because the buildings on both sides are too tall and too close together, and even the sound of fighting can be heard not far away.

More precisely, it should be a unilateral beating.

Tan Zhao looked at his right hand wrapped in plaster for three seconds. Is he acting bravely or acting bravely?

"Hello - 110? I'm at the XX intersection..."

When Feng Xiulan was beaten until he was bent into a shrimp, he suddenly heard a clear and clear voice from a distance, and even he thought the voice was very familiar.

Tan Zhao spoke loudly on purpose, and the three beating people inside were not deaf. When they heard the alarm, they panicked very quickly, but the one who ran out at the end obviously hated Tan Zhao, and deliberately ran towards Tan Zhao's arm. He kicked the person back casually, knowing that it was a hard stubble, he immediately got up and ran away.

"..." What a "junjie".

Tan Zhao pulled the suitcase and walked in, only to see a thin boy struggling to get up from the ground. The school uniform looked familiar, um, and the face looked familiar too.

Isn't this the former bishop's classmate Feng Xiulan from class 13?

"Student Feng, are you okay?"

Only then did Feng Xiulan realize that the person who saved him just now was actually his head teacher: "You... called the police?"

The young boy's voice was cold and hard, like a stone wrapped in ice and snow in winter, Tan Zhao didn't care, and just sat on the suitcase, then shook his head: "No."

"...Thank you."

After a long time, Feng Xiulan stood up unsteadily and walked out. Tan Zhao waited for someone to walk about ten meters away, and suddenly said, "Student Feng, although I don't thank you for your kindness, do you mind taking the teacher in for a few days?"

As far as I remember, Feng Xiulan does not live with her parents, but lives alone outside the school.

Feng Xiulan felt that he probably had a cramp in his head, otherwise how could he allow his submissive head teacher to live in his house? !Looking at Su Jinglin who was relaxing on the sofa on the balcony and playing with her mobile phone with one hand, Feng Xiulan suddenly had the illusion that she was the guest of this house.

"Xiao Feng, do you need the teacher to help you with the medicine?"

Feng Xiulan glanced strangely at the arm that was tightly wrapped in plaster. Tan Zhao followed the boy's gaze and landed on his right arm, um, two wounds.

"No need." The boy's voice was still surprisingly cold.

After Feng Xiulan finished speaking, she went back to her room, presuming that she had applied the medicine herself.

The space became quiet. Tan Zhao looked around the large flat floor of nearly [-] square meters. There were not many traces of life. His suitcase was still in the entrance, and the sun was setting outside the window. It was good that he didn't have to sleep on the street anymore.

Tan Zhaorao opened the delivery software with great interest.

Feng Xiulan took a shower and came out smelling of safflower oil, and saw Su Jinglin come back with takeaway.

The two sat at the dining table, relatively speechless. Tan Zhao was halfway through eating when he suddenly said, "Student Feng, do you know how to earn 130 million quickly?"

Feng Xiulan almost ate the food into the intake pipe.

"Is it hard to answer?" After being away from modern society for too long, he has lost the ability to make money, hey.

"It's not difficult, dreaming is faster."

...This little classmate can actually make jokes, Tan Zhao replied: "I thought, you would say that it is faster to rob a bank?"

Who would have thought that this handsome little classmate would say: "Mr. Su, it is against the law to rob a bank."

"..."