Chapter 39

"Hiss, it really hurts!" The next morning, the blue sky was full of clouds. Zhuang Shikai opened the quilt, got up, wore a white T-shirt and walked into the bathroom.

He first put the toothbrush into his mouth and rubbed it back and forth, then picked up the plastic cup and turned on the tap. The mirror in front of him reflected his strong chest and could clearly see a bruise on his arm.

When he was brushing his teeth, he clenched his teeth and felt that raising his hands was a little uncomfortable, but his face was not angry, but more relaxed smile.

Because last night, he had calculated his current combat effectiveness and what level he was in through the fight of "Aji".

First of all, a Ji's physical quality is one section higher than him, and his current action force is 3 points. It can be inferred that a Ji's action force is 5 points.

In addition, "Aji" also has a good reaction power, but when calculating the combat power, the increase brought by the reaction power is automatically integrated into the power, so the action power of "Aji" is still 5.

However, "a Ji" is a martial arts expert. With 5 points of action alone, he can't represent all his strength.

Considering the fight last night, ah Ji lost the butterfly knife first, and then when his action force was higher than him, they changed one punch with one foot. It can be concluded that the martial arts level of "ah Ji" is also level C. And it's a C-level Sabre!

Only in this way can we explain the result of his draw with Zhuang Shikai after throwing away the butterfly knife.

Because Zhuang Shikai won the advantage by iron arrow fist!

Therefore, the complete strength of "a Ji" is 5 action points and a C-level martial arts! Yeah! Action force and supporting martial arts! Such a person is very suitable to be used as a combat unit in combat!

However, "Aji" is only a role and does not apply to the whole world. You can set a "Aji" as "one Beijing"“ "Yijing" represents 5 points of action power, plus a set of C-level fighting skills.

In the absence of gun and bullet support, "Yijing" can at least deal with ten ancient confused people with weapons without pressure. More than ten old perplexers will be injured, and more than fifteen will be in danger.

As long as Gu Hun Zi without weapons is not in combat, it is no different from beating ordinary people and will not be included in the statistics.

Zhuang Shikai's current fighting level is only about 0.5 Jing. As long as "a Ji" takes up the butterfly knife and fights with him, he will fall completely into the disadvantage. Mother duck! Fortunately, ah Ji didn't come to kill him yesterday!

But if you don't take a million dollars, you want someone to fight with him

He is also a talent.

……

In half an hour.

Zhuang Shikai put on his clothes and went out. On the way, he bought a cup of coffee and a bowl cake. Then he got on the bus and leaned against the Yellow pole for breakfast.

Inside the car, outside the window, the coming and going morning is full of human fireworks. On the bus, there are Hong Kong men and women who eat breakfast like him. They sit on the bus leading to the company and work hard for the new day.

For every office worker at the bottom of society, the bus is a "dining car". It's not very comfortable, but it's reassuring, symbolizing the beginning of a new day.

Zhuang Shikai is very vulgar. He not only eats breakfast on the bus, but also likes to see beautiful girls on the bus. And the way he looks at beautiful girls is different from others. He doesn't glance at them, but stares at them.

One more second, one more second. Why don't you watch more? Can she make complaints about her? Anyway, we won't meet again tomorrow. Just get off at the station. It's a pleasure.

He's not the wolf of the bus. Just talk to the bus. He only likes the beauty of meeting by chance and discovering it inadvertently. The real occasion to pick up girls is not here. Too much agitation is inferior anyway.

"When I become an inspector, I'll buy a car."

Zhuang Shikai finished his last mouthful of bowl cake. Suddenly he thought of something and paid attention to buying a car.

After all, taking a taxi every day is easy to delay in urgent affairs. It's even more impossible to borrow a car from Uncle Biao. Uncle Biao doesn't dislike trouble. He also dislikes his appearance.

Moreover, A-goods shops will have a wave of payment collection at the end of the month. After deducting the current payment, there will certainly be a large profit.

At least 800000! Even after deducting Leiluo, Chen Xijiu and lard, there will be more than 300000 left. Buying a good car is simple and not too much.

……

Three days later.

Zhuang Shikai received the news that uncle Biao was looking for him, so he knocked on the wooden door of the office and walked into the sand exhibition office with his nose buttoned: "Uncle Biao, what do you want me to do?"

"Luo Ge's affairs have been arranged." Zhou Huabiao was about to take out a document from the drawer. When he saw his appearance, his expression was a little strange and shouted, "can you stop picking your nose in front of me?"

"Isn't it... The police won't let you buckle your nose yet? Do you know that it's windy and dusty on the road, and I'm itchy if you don't pick it! "

"Don't look at me. I'm different from you. I'm handsome when I pick my nose. It's called pretty boy picking his nose, okay? It's my exclusive ability to add the word "pretty boy" before each action. " Zhuang Shikai flicked small pieces of things into the trash can, and then reached out and pulled out a paper towel from Uncle Biao's office Zhuo.

After wiping his fingers and nose, he showed a pure smile: "Hey, hey, hey."

"..." Zhou Huabiao took a deep breath and said slowly.

He thought to himself: why do you drag so much? I'm in my prime, too. Okay! Before you, no one dared to say he was more handsome than me except Rogo!

You've been fooling around with a handsome face since you came here. Hey, you really look a little handsome by buttoning your nose.

Zhou Huabiao's thoughts flashed in his mind and he was too lazy to argue with Zhuang Shikai.

He threw a document on the table, lay on his chair with his arms around his chest and said, "recently, the Stanley Prison has been expanded, and the prison security guards are understaffed. He applied to allocate a group of staff to the central police station to help manage Stanley."

"You're in there."

Zhuang Shikai understood that helping was just an excuse and obediently came forward to pick up the documents.

Zhou Huabiao talked to him and continued, "you'll go to work in Stanley next week."

"You can't bring a gun in."

Zhuang Shikai knew this meant handing in the gun. So he opened his white shirt, took out the matching gun, stepped forward and put it on the table: "please uncle Biao help me keep this kind gun."

Zhou Huabiao stared at him, quietly touched the gun around his waist and asked, "why is your gun a kind gun?"

Is this kind of name robbed? How did Zhuang Shikai know his favorite name for the gun? Did you mean to ridicule him? I also want to pass on this honorary title to my nephew! The gun you killed is not qualified to be called "good gun"!

Zhou Huabiao had many question marks in his heart. Zhuang Shikai saluted solemnly and shouted, "report to Sir! Because he kills people with one shot! Never bring any pain to criminals! So I call it the gun of kindness! "

"Shameless!" Zhou Huabiao remembered that a hall leader was shot and killed by someone a few days ago. Finally, he knew how thick Zhuang Shikai's face was!

"You can get out!" Zhou Huabiao roared loudly and never allowed the family honor to be robbed by outsiders.