Chapter 239 He didn’t want to, so he was very diligent

Before dinner, third uncle's house.

"I haven't woken up yet. There's no reason. I woke up as soon as I came back. What's going on, dear?"

He was holding the remote control in his hand and was not in the mood to adjust the channel. He was annoyed that he couldn't find a good TV, so he threw the long box in his hand and hit Sir Huang on the side.

It was very annoying that Sir Huang came to his house five or six times in a row. Every time he hesitated to speak, he looked at him with evil intentions. Twice he turned around, and the latter was staring at him.

"What the hell, Dr. IQ in Tou Xian is so good-looking, I can't stop laughing..."

Were you laughing while watching TV? You were clearly laughing at his handsome face, making your branches tremble.

"Sir Huang, actually I don't know why you come to my house all the time these days. Before, you were waiting for me to come back from Shanghai. Later, you saw me more often, and now you are waiting for my younger brother."

Zhou Xingxing pointed towards Zhou Xiaoxing's room, the confusion on his face only getting worse. He stared straight at Huang Sir's big round face, his eyes scanning from top to bottom, from left to right, but he couldn't find the answer.<

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There is no way to get clues from his face. Although Zhou Xiaoxing has succeeded him as the number one killer of the Flying Tigers, he is still not enough to play in front of him.

If it weren't for your collagen-filled face, he wouldn't have picked you up on this errand.

Just because you think so in your heart, doesn’t mean you have to say it with your mouth. Yes, he is just different from what he looks like. What can you do? To borrow a catchphrase from the third uncle, how can you make me feel better?

Huang Sir's plump face showed a harmless smile, and he patted Zhou Xingxing's face with some force.

"Today your younger brother comes back from time travel, and I will be his best friend..."

Before he finished speaking, the third uncle came out with the roasted goose. The aroma instantly spread from the kitchen to the living room, and from the living room to the sofa in front of the TV. Huang Sir sniffed it gently with his dog-like nose, and the roasted goose was placed on the table.

"It smells so good, Third Uncle, what's your craft?"

"You just want to buy it from Mong Kok to celebrate your younger brother's safe return."

Zhou Xingxing touched his nose and showed that he was not as greedy as Huang Sir. He remembered the last time he came back...

"Uncle, it's not fair. Why, I didn't get roast goose when I came back. I only had noodles with a piece of luncheon meat."

There is no harm without comparison. When Zhou Xing saw Uncle San in a pink apron turning to leave, he put down the chopsticks he picked up.

The table has already been set with bowls and chopsticks, two cold dishes, three meat dishes, and five plates of vegetarian dishes. The vacant C seat in the middle is firmly occupied by the roast goose, which stands out from the crowd.

"Hey, what's your attitude when talking to uncle? I asked you to come back in the middle of the night. The army and the others were exhausted after their work. I was the only one who cooked noodles for you despite my drowsiness. I even found some luncheon meat that I couldn't bear to eat.

Cut such a thick slice for you. Say that to me."

The third uncle became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, making gestures while talking, and his voice was full of emotion. It really made everyone cry when he saw it, and sad when he heard it.

Uh...

A black crow crows and flies over Zhou Xingxing's head.

"And..."

And?

"Uncle Third, I understand. You quickly go to the kitchen and bring the food out, and I'll ask people to eat."

If Huang Sir hadn't been here and Uncle San was so arrogant, Zhou Xingxing would have gone back.

Now, for the sake of his future, he endured it. Some time ago, he asked for leave to look for Qimeng, but he didn't find it. When he came back, he met a large army. By chance, he traveled through time.

When he met Ruxian, he thought he had found true love, but he couldn't believe it... He couldn't bring it back, and he suffered two failed relationships in a row. He couldn't tolerate any more changes in his career.

The younger brother can make so much money, but he has no place to talk in the house. If he loses his embassy job, his life will decline.

He didn't want to, so he was very diligent.

He knocked on the door next door and called Da Jun's group. When he walked towards the younger brother's room, he was stopped by Huang Sir's mocking voice.

"Sir Huang, what are you laughing at?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Dajun and the others had already sat down, and there was some movement from the younger brother getting up, so he decided to stop for a while to find out what Huang Sir was thinking.

"No, I just couldn't think of it?"

"What can't be expected?"

"I didn't expect your family status to be so low."

In this way, you can't refuse the task he proposes. After coming here so many times, today is the most worthwhile.

In Zhou Xiaoxing's room not far from the living room, he stood up. He didn't wake up early, but just woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a familiar room. There were posters of previous Miss Hong Kong on the wall. It was his room.

Are you back?

So good.

My head just feels a little dizzy. When I close my eyes and open them again, I don't feel any dizziness at all. It's like my phone is broken. I turn it off and restart it and everything is fine.

The moment I stood up and sat down, the system interface popped up.

[System prompt: This time the time travel is successful, the reward is HK$500 million.]

[System reward: HK$500 million is deposited into the account, and the account balance is HK$1,509 million]

Zhou Xiaoxing became indifferent when he saw these numbers, and often used hundreds of millions as the unit of calculation. He lost the excitement of seeing the balance and couldn't help rubbing his little hands to count how many zeros there were.

When he gave Huang Feihong a big gift for the last time in the Qing Dynasty, the time was too short and he didn't have time to check the price. Now it seems that he didn't hurt his muscles and bones.

[System notification: Complete the task of defeating Lei Yixiao, reward 50 million Hong Kong dollars, and upgrade Drunken Master to the highest version.]

While the system balance was rising like a rocket, Zhou Xiaoxing's body became hot, he turned his hands into fists, and fell down, feeling groggy. He closed his eyes as if he was going to sleep, then suddenly opened his eyes and started to twist on the bed, with a small range of movement.

No one was alerted outside.

As his body swayed in slow motion, a hole opened in Zhou Xiaoxing's mind, getting bigger and bigger. When the whole picture was unfolded, he saw a little man, half-lying on his body, in a fairyland, swaying with the clouds.

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This move, action, and posture are exactly the same as when Zhou Xiaoxing fought against Lei Yixiao, Drunken Fist.

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It’s not that it has been upgraded to the highest level. The solution has not changed at all. Waiting for the formation, no, the person on the screen turned around and it was...himself.

Smiling at him, the moment he turned his head, his hands turned into fists, and he seemed to be drunk but not drunk, drifting away. When he opened his eyes wide, he came back to him, lightly danced his fists, as if punching but not punching. He was dazzled by the sight, and then withdrew his fists.

He turned his palms and placed them on both sides of his thighs. When he stopped, he saw a golden light coming from his body, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

The highest state of drunken fist is no move!

I can't understand it. Let's put it aside for now. This is Hong Kong in the 1990s. Peace is important and there is no need for Drunken Master.

Thinking of this, all the holes in my mind closed, and finally became a line, disappearing into the brain cells. The heat in the body slowly faded away, the body temperature became normal, the eyes opened naturally, and the lying body returned to sitting with its head first.

The posture was restored so quickly that if Zhou Xiaoxing hadn't actually experienced this process, he would have thought it was just his fantasy.

After returning to reality, Zhou Xiaoxing glanced sideways at the sky outside the window. There was still half a head left in the setting sun. He shook his head as if saying goodbye to the office workers. The busyness of the world had nothing to do with it. It would leave as soon as it arrived. Even if it was in the middle of the

Between the two buildings, there was a photographer with a camera recording this misplaced coincidence. It was not moved, and nothing could stop it from calling it a day.

It’s the Xiangjiang he knows well!

He took his head back, stretched out his legs and put them on the edge of the bed. His feet naturally looked for shoes, and the system flashed twice.

Notifying the workers, Zhou Xiaoxing just sat there and checked the system information one by one. After eliminating some invalid messages, Zhou Xiaoxing found a few useful ones.

[System prompt: There is no time limit to obtain the natural divine power of the right hand, and six months of use time for the natural divine power of the left hand.]

There was no change. He obtained the divine power in his right hand by completing the mission perfectly through time travel, and got the left hand in a lottery. It was originally said that it could only be used in time travel. Because of his good performance, he got six more months.

The system is still good to him.

[System prompt: The money for clothes that traveled through time and space has been automatically cashed out for you. Combined with the current value of Hong Kong dollars, 60 million Hong Kong dollars have been deposited into your account. Please pay attention to check.]

Next was a message that the money had arrived. Zhou Xiaoxing was too lazy to read it and just crossed it.

He frowned. If he hadn't explained it earlier, if he had known this, the dividends from his tailor shop, tea shop, and medicine shop would not have been given to Bao Longxing.

No wonder he is dressed exactly the same now as when he left. It turned out to be the system.

Uh... I don't know what skills the system uses to change clothes. Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoxing lowered his head in panic, carefully checked his body, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing no abnormalities.

Fortunately, he was not taken advantage of.

He was wearing Qing Dynasty clothes and had two money bags in his pockets. He exchanged them for 60 million, which was very worth it.

No wonder the system doesn't let him bring people or things back, and they can't be cashed out.

Fortunately, he had already memorized the prescription for treating Gui Wangda, otherwise the system would have given it to Gui Wangda after such an operation.

[System prompt: Forty tears have been converted into Hong Kong dollars, totaling 100 million Hong Kong dollars.]

Hmm?

Are these... tears like smoke?

After carefully recalling the situation when he returned from time travel, he indeed heard continuous crying. He remembered that the sound was like smoke.

It's a pity that they are not in the same time and space.
To be continued...