My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The ants are about to occupy their home in the tunnel for seventeen years and build their castle and kingdom. It seems that they don't need to interfere too much.

However, there is something weird there.

Fu Qingjun tried to hold a dull-haired ant and look at the window of the room, but the outside world was shrouded in an unprecedented thick white fog, and the buildings and tall buildings in the distance could not be seen at all.

Foggy weather?

He didn't know what happened here in just a few days.

I just feel that in the mist outside the house, there seems to be a dirty and shadowy alien world hidden, with terrifying and evil supernatural power, which is extremely disturbing...

Coupled with the fact that the mutated cockroaches that appeared in that room were so exaggerated that they were able to single-handedly fight against the ant martial arts master who was seven times faster, and dodged several salvos of sharp arrows, it made people feel weird!

It's only been five days? What happened here?

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath.

Everything can only be explored by those ants, and I hope there are survivors in the mist.

But the development of civilization in the New Ant Kingdom has only just started, and the Jiaxia period, when it was at its peak, took two or three days to pass, and now Fu Qingjun feels that at least a day or two of relaxation is needed.

Of course, Fu Qingjun felt that maybe when he woke up one day, it would not be surprising that the advance team would be completely wiped out for no reason.

After all, it doesn't have the kind of repressive-level fourth-level force of the Jiaxia level, it is still too weak...

But anyway... I'm definitely safe on this side.

And now I can only watch their original savings period, and I can't help them. I still have to think about the identity of the original owner after the base camp is resettled.

If possible, establish a company and form a force during World War II. It might be possible to expand and explore the ruins of the doomsday...

Fu Qingjun, who used to be the talker of the world's train wharf, is a good starting point.

He directly knocked on Li Mo's door next door.

It's getting dark, what are you doing?

Li Mo next door opened the door and looked at herself in surprise.

It was the first time she saw Fu Qingjun who was no longer just showing off, and she was very surprised.

Fu Qingjun deliberately shook his strong muscles and the eight-pack abs that were faintly visible under his clothes, and said straight to the point: The watch and music box are here, what do you think?

ah!

Li Mo looked at the two exquisite items in front of her in surprise, and couldn't put them down, It's so beautiful! It's the first time I've seen such a small and delicate item, and it's four or five times smaller, so light!

Fu Qingjun just smiled, If you like it, I'll give you these two.

Li Mo blushed, I'm sorry, this is too expensive, the two of us are not suitable...

It's a prepaid remuneration. In the future, if you are responsible for selling these two things, you must have a sufficient understanding of our products.

Fu Qingjun said: I won't break my promise to you before. You said before that you didn't want to be a dance teacher, but to be a clerk at the train station...I said yes, but now there is a better job as a clerk who is in charge of sales.

Li Mo thought about it, but still blushed and accepted it.

Sure enough, small and exquisite mechanical crafts are extremely lethal to anyone in this era.

This is still the blueprint of the watch structure used in this world. If Fu Qingjun can get the modern blueprint from the original doomsday ruins, it will completely shock them.

By the way, do you know how to finance? Fu Qingjun asked.

Li Mo shook her head, I can write, but financial, I know a sister who can be an accountant...

There are quite a few people who can do it, but they must be reliable, trustworthy like you. Fu Qingjun said, managing money is the key.

She immediately said: Reliable! It must be reliable! I guarantee it with my character, but my sister's husband died early, those women and hooligans next door,

Jealous of my sister's literacy and culture, slandering my sister behind her back for cheating, stealing people behind her back, she is a broken shoe, and has a very bad reputation... If her character is not good, no one dares to ask her to be an account...

Fu Qingjun just didn't say a word, but in times of war, there are indeed many widows in the rear when fighting on the front line. This is the suffering of war.

He said, Where do you live?

Ghetto.

Fu Qingjun thought about it.

They live in a civilian area now, and the surrounding area is very old.

But in fact, except for the areas of real lords and powerful nobles, this is the public area.

People with little money will live here, especially the residential buildings in this area. In this era, water and electricity are connected, and lights can be turned on at night, which is already a very good treatment.

And the ghetto, it seems, is real chaos.

Call the small trumpet tomorrow, let's go and have a look. Fu Qingjun said, and there should be no problem with our third-in-command suona Xiaobawang.

...

At night, Fu Qingjun took another look at the corpse.

Um...

Traveling to this world, I have been dead for five or six days, and I have not stinked, and I have gradually turned into a mummy.

Hey! How do you transport it to the first floor and then dig a hole and bury it?

He thought about it, and he was very ambitious after being reincarnated for seventeen years. He still planned to wait until he became stronger. His muscle-building training was improving by leaps and bounds every day.

It was late at night.

Qin Hong participated in the night banquet of gods and demons again, and got acquainted with the escape steps and fighting skills. This time, he has made great progress in continuous evolution:

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Eleven more enemies were killed in one night.

It feels fast! My flying duckman race is about to evolve successfully... If it is completed, the Skyduck beast with wings flapping and a bow and arrow in hand will hit the ground in the air.

Hahaha!

Her face was excited, and she controlled her duck-feathered orc to run wildly, and said with a full face of hope: I can become a mythical creature, a mythical celestial being!!

the next morning.

Fu Qingjun got up and looked at the small speaker as soon as he opened the door. Behind him was a tall and strong man with sharp eyes. He was the one he saw at the medicine shop.

Big master. He said in a low voice, slowly.

It seemed that Fu Qingjun felt that something was abnormal, but he couldn't see anything, it was just due to the change of the warrior's mood.

Long time no see. Fu Qingjun nodded, knowing whether the little trumpet was sincere, or had he just told her...

But from Li Mo's insinuation, I also know that the other party is called Bai Yu,

Let's talk while walking, Li Mo, you lead the way.

...

In front of a brick house.

Fu Qingjun could see a middle-aged woman who was sweeping the floor in front of the house, her clothes were torn.

Liu Mei?

it's me.

Liu Mei raised her head and looked at the two men and two women in front of her.

The one who took the lead in front of him was a very tall young man with a green face and sparkling eyes, which were extremely deep and very good-looking, giving people an unimaginably thick aura and an extremely mysterious feeling.

You know how to do finance? Fu Qingjun asked.

I do have a talent for this, she said immediately, pride written all over her malnourished face.

Looking at those scorching eyes, Fu Qingjun didn't think she was talking too much. Perseverance and talent were indispensable to be able to climb out of this environment.

It's just you.

Fu Qingjun looked at Bai Yu beside him and said, I'll leave her handover to you.

The tall and strong man Bai Yu next to him squinted his eyes, put down the cigarette bag in his hand, let out a sigh of relief, and looked around at the little ruffians who were watching, Since you belong to us, who bullied you here?

The little ruffians around suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

It's him, and him! And those women! She immediately pointed to the group of people standing beside her.

Those people were stunned, grinning immediately, and walked out in a blustery way: Who are you guys who are so proud of being in our territory?

yes.

Those two women are fine.

Bah! That little girl with a suona around her waist is fine, she's dry, she's young, she hasn't grown up yet, it's boring.

It's that woman. I've met her before. I'm friends with Liu Mei's broken shoes. I heard that the dance teacher has a good figure. Her big white legs are long and straight. She sways from side to side when she walks. As shitty as hell, sexy as hell.

...

Li Mo's face turned red with anger.

The little speaker was also annoyed.

I learned the essence of hooliganism. Bai Yu just chuckled, looked at the strong men around him, and put down his pipe.

All of a sudden ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, their hands were covered with blood, those bastards lost their teeth,

Fierce.

decisive.

Although Fu Qingjun was prepared, he was overwhelmed by the ruthlessness of the Jianghu. He has been a martial artist since he was a child, and he is not at the same level as the fierce temperament of any modern boxer.

He is worthy of being the second general in the gang.

Bai Yu knelt down, patted their faces, and said with a smile: Brothers are in poor health! You were hollowed out at a young age, how old are you?

They dared not say a word.

After being kicked a few more times, he answered intermittently,

Thirty-two.

Twenty-nine years old.

Thirty-one years old.

Bai Yu stood up, grinned and said: Thirty years old, you are just like this, my family is a medical student, you can't go on like this, you need to be treated...

Boom!

He suddenly stretched out his finger, whistling faintly with the wind of his finger, and ruthlessly pointed at the abdomen of several people.

Boom.

As if some meridian was cut off, ghosts and wolves howled instantly.

Master, let's go.

He turned around and just smiled, For them, Yang Wei is the best gift from heaven to a thirty-year-old man, without the need for medicine and diet to recover from weak Qi.

There was a dead silence all around.

It was as if the whole world had lost its voice in fright.

This man, he is the second head of Miao Chuntang at the railway station! For a moment, someone seemed to have thought of something and shouted in horror.

We are no longer the bosses of the train station. Bai Yu said as he walked, Brother, we are looking for an accountant, do we really want to start a business? We are three big and five rough... Are the land of the train station really indisputable?

Liu Mei looked at this man with admiration.

Loyalty, ruthlessness, and generosity are worth relying on to work under such a leader in the arena.

And this second-in-command is also domineering, intimidating, and sophisticated. He knows how to fight, intimidate, and make himself more famous.

This is a rare talent!

This man is heroic and charismatic, and he is born to walk the rivers and lakes.

Fu Qingjun also knew that this was the man who used this method to calm Liu Mei and frighten other people, making them give up.

Brother, do you think it's alright? The Erdangjia turned around, looked at Fu Qingjun with a calm expression, and didn't know what to think.

Fu Qingjun hesitated for a moment, and said: It's okay, but in this world, instead of talking about loyalty and force, there is team cohesion. This kind of cohesion is for a while, not for a lifetime.

Fu Qingjun glanced at Liu Mei, and threw a mechanical watch to her, Do you want this watch as salary every month, or do you want to stay in a loyalty gang that is too poor to eat?

this? ?

Liu Mei carefully held the mechanical watch.

She knew the weight of this watch, at least it was worth thirty taels of silver. Based on this calculation, wouldn't she be able to earn one tael of silver a day?

She was momentarily short of breath.

This is not a copper knife, but silver.

The second master, Bai Yu, stopped talking, he knew from Liu Mei's expression that his reassurance just now was far less effective than the watch in front of him.

Fu Qingjun looked at the second master, and said calmly: The ancient rivers and lakes are gone, they don't understand, you should understand.

The man I met in the pharmacy was a little dazed and silent, and smoked silently again.

In the rivers and lakes, the most important thing to walk in the rivers and lakes is force and loyalty, which are the foundation of living and living. Only when you have strength and morality, everyone believes that following you can have a full meal.

but now...

Force, they have weakened.

Ordinary people may even be stronger than them in force, so what will warriors rely on to survive in the future?

Is there only loyalty left?

The moment he met before, he felt that his eldest brother had changed, and now he completely felt this way.

Although they still have the same appearance, they are completely different people.

Without the vigor and killing intent, the previous strong and domineering, the concept has really completely changed after the defeat of the arena that interfered with that shot.

And although I know this, I still don't make up my mind to change, far less free and easy than my elder brother.

In the future, we have to establish rules and use force to solve the problem as a last resort. We are regular businessmen. Fu Qingjun stroked his thick, muscular arms and said softly, These are all fake.

The train station! We don't need to rob, we don't need to call back, they will beg and kneel down in the future, and take our goods!

Erdangjia heard this, and his expression flickered.

Fu Qingjun threw another mechanical watch to him, and said, In this world, money is the quickest knife to kill people without blood.

I...understood. Bai Yu sighed with a serious expression.

Fu Qingjun's tense nerves only felt his body soften, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, Let's go, let's go back.