Chapter 421: How to promote the Superhuman Registration Act?
"Young, Faulkner! Mymen, I got some good stuff today, and I thought of you first!" A bulk boy who spoke with a hip-hop accent held the prelude in one hand and rubbed his scalp, and the mobile phone in the other hand.
Open to the public: "You are a young and rich lucky boy! Believe me, you are the best you have ever seen!"
"Oh...Kurt..." The voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little nervous and helpless: "Kurt, I'm a little tight lately. My dad has restricted my funding channels. Maybe after a while?"
"Young man, what you said made Kurt very unhappy. You are my favorite boy, so I guess you are the first one to call me. You don't want me to have my first sale today go bad, right?"
This particular man had just inhaled some addictive compounds, and the itching sensation continued to rise along his blood vessels.
The cold muzzle of the prelude exerted pressure along the place where the blood flowed. The cold touch and pressure made him gasp uncontrollably.
"Kurt? Are you high now?" Faulkner on the other side of the phone suddenly became more nervous: "Okay, Kurt, I'm honored that you can think of me first, so I can buy less.
What? I have 6,500 in cash on hand right now, and I can give it to you right away. You can give me as much goods as you can buy, okay?"
"Faulkner, Kurt is very unhappy. Last time you bought twenty-five thousand dollars. I know you like this stuff, but this time you only bought sixty-five thousand. People on the street thought it was Kurt's goods."
Got it." Kurt gently loaded the prelude, and the crisp metallic sound instantly made the customer on the other side of the phone feel the pressure.
"It has nothing to do with your goods Kurt, it's my problem. I bought a lot of Colinin's shares before..." Faulkner tried to explain something, but the unconscious Kurt was gone.
patience.
"Shut up! You son of a bitch! I know what you're all thinking! Kurt's stuff is out of date! Kurt's stuff isn't exciting enough! Nirvana stuff is good enough! You're all ungrateful bastards!" Kurt used
The prelude slams the thickened handle on the coffee table: "I tell you! Kurt's products are the best in the world! There are no additives! It is the essence of pure natural herbal plant extracts! Even the fertilizer is completely natural!
"
"Kurt! Kurt! Calm down! Ten thousand! This is all I have!" Faulkner compromised under the threat: "I will send someone to pick up the goods from you in the afternoon, cash transaction!"
"Very good, Faulkner, we should have discussed this a long time ago." Kurt was finally satisfied with the price and leaned back comfortably, and the leather sofa made a comfortable creaking sound.
Kurt took out a cigar from the crack of the sofa that had fallen in at some point, picked up a banknote from the cash pile on the table, lit it, and then lit the cigar.
There is no doubt that Faulkner is a superhuman being, but Faulkner, who was very polite on the phone and repeatedly gave in, is the son of a nearby company executive.
Kurt's ability is [Plant Extraction]. As a street gangster with only a primary school education, Kurt even understood the meaning of the word extraction after searching online for a long time.
But the most unreasonable thing about superhuman beings is this. Kurt doesn't understand anything, but his supernatural abilities are more like instincts. He used his own abilities on the Sankeshan silk seedlings he planted without any instruction.
Then Kurt got an unprecedented extract, which was much better than the flagship product of Paradise Pharmaceuticals at that time.
And every time goods are produced through extraction, Kurt's perception becomes more sensitive than before. To this day, Kurt can even hear the sound of a bullet being loaded two hundred meters away.
This keen perception not only brings Kurt a far greater pleasure in smoking than ordinary people, but also makes him a ruthless character that ordinary gangs cannot provoke.
Within a few months, Kurt became the boss of the party. At the same time, he was also a well-known up owner of puppy videos, which was an important channel for him to export bulk goods.
In Kurt's opinion, it is easy to become popular on puppy videos. He knows what people like him want. What those Shabby fans like to see most is to put the barrel of a gun into other people's mouths and watch them cry.
Tears, seeing myself driving a different luxury car every day, with different girls in different situations.
Those people dreamed that they would awaken as superhuman beings one day and live a good life like Kurt the next day, and it was this future that Kurt showed them.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Kurt, who comes from a lower class background, has no idea how to manage his wealth. He only knows that as long as he is ruthless enough, he can eat and occupy more.
Kurt, who was so drunk that he had nothing to do, turned on the live broadcast of the puppy video, intending to open the eyes of his Shabi fans and let them see how hot the girl he was going to date was.
The girl won't arrive for another forty minutes, so starting the live broadcast now is just a good time to warm up the place, and also to see if we can find some potential customers.
Recently, Bliss Pharmaceuticals has launched a new flagship product, the third generation of Bliss Paradise. It has fast and powerful effects, and you can choose different experiences. It’s amazing!
But for Kurt, this is not good news. He will never be able to price his goods at the price of Bliss Pharmaceuticals. Those capitalist bastards have turned this industry from luxury goods to daily necessities, using cheap
The prices are high and the goods are distributed in large quantities, as if there is no limit to production capacity.
Kurt now somewhat understood why those Latin American warlords advertised pure natural and pollution-free Sabi, because apart from that, those addictive drugs processed by ancient methods had no advantages at all.
Some time ago, a big boss over there contacted Kurt, hoping to reach a cooperation with him. They can provide unlimited raw materials, and Kurt only needs to be responsible for the processing. They can join forces to launch an ancient product.
The flagship product of French craftsmanship is just like the paradise of Paradise Pharmaceuticals.
They had already thought of a name, and they called it Psychedelic Hell...
But Kurt still wants to think about it, after all, he is living a happy life now, and suddenly he cooperates with those ruthless characters who kill without batting an eye, and it is easy for him to be eaten up to the bone.
"Hi! Kurt! When are you going to call me again? I can't forget your big dick..." A female fan with a hot profile picture saw him broadcasting and immediately sent a message.
But Kurt would never have sex with the same woman a second time without looking at her. This was not only a matter of principle, but also a matter of safety.
"Kurt, have you registered for the Sabi Superhuman Registration Act?" asked another fan. His avatar is the long-outdated Losas organization logo. Judging from the popularity, this person is at least a year and a half out of date.
Already.
Kurt didn't want to talk to this outdated old guy at all, but more and more people began to ask about this matter, which made Kurt feel that he had to stand up and show off his toughness.
"I'm not going to register this kind of Shabi law! No matter who wants to know Uncle Kurt's detailed information, he has to come to my door with a gun and ask me! Because Uncle Kurt has long been prepared to fight with others.
!" Kurt said excitedly, picked up the Prelude from the table and put it in front of the camera: "See! I'm ready to load it!"
"Bah! Bah! Bah! Die to all the garbage people! Uncle Kurt's three-dimensionality is a secret! If you want to know how big I am, I suggest you come to my crotch and try it out!" Kurt turned on the music and improvised a few words
, and took some drugs by the way.
Kurt trembled violently on the screen, his whole body twitching back and forth like he was having a seizure, and finally he shivered and stared at the screen with bloodshot eyes: "If anyone wants to buy some real ruthless goods, contact Uncle Kurt
!All first-time customers enjoy a 22% discount!”
Following his words, the background software automatically printed the advertisement words on the screen with dynamic special effects, namely: pure natural, pollution-free, no additives, no chemical compounds.
Start another line and write in larger font: Look for the Cote brand and ferment for one hundred and eighty days!
...
"What do you think of him? He has 220,000 followers. He is very popular, arrogant, and a jerk. He is a standard scumbag, and he is live broadcasting. Even if you kill him in front of the whole world, it is absolutely legal." Mi
Colson held the remote control with great interest, constantly changing the live broadcast screen in the conference room, and finally stopped at Kurt.
That rap was played repeatedly by him in a bad way, which made Tang Ji's temples tremble.
"Nine malicious woundings, twelve thefts, three home invasions, three murders." Mikkelsen got Kurt's record from Alia in the blink of an eye: "He either found a good person
Lawyers, either find the right one at the local law enforcement bureau, tsk tsk.”
As a former law enforcer, if he had any personal preferences, people like Kurt would undoubtedly be among the top ten on Tangji's hunting list.
They may not be as evil as the pioneers, players, or even jealousy, but such people undoubtedly use all kinds of methods to do evil within the scope of their abilities.
People like Kurt are willing to do anything for their own benefit, and they are smart enough not to provoke targets that they cannot deal with, thus living longer.
They are the most intuitive representatives of evil that ordinary people can come into contact with, and they can also lead to more villains.
"I think he is a typical example, very representative." Wang Zhengdao said very seriously: "And I won't waste much time. I am happy to make a trip."
"I also vote for him. His music taste is terrible." Wu Qianying raised her hands. This was already the fourth candidate they had seen.
Of course Tang Ji can't kill those superhumans just because they refuse to register as required by the FBA Bureau, but he does have the right to arrest them and keep them in the central prison for a while. Even if they pay a high bail, this time
It will not be shortened to less than two weeks.
But it was the first time to do this kind of thing, and everyone felt that it would be lucky to find someone who could see the blood.
After all, it would be too inconsistent with Tang Ji's character for the director of the FBA Bureau to go out in person, fire a few shots, and spray blood everywhere.
"I choose him too! He and Tang use the same gun! This is a serious provocation!" Aria fixed the screen on Kurt's prelude: "The temperament does not match at all!"
"There are plenty of reasons." Vicky followed suit and nodded: "I also think it's inappropriate and seems to be provocative."
"Then, how about we ask the director to leave a message online and give a warning?" Mikkelsen pushed the screen to Tang Ji and winked at him: "I use the official account of the FBA bureau, and everyone
Every word represents the law.”
"What should I write?" Tang Ji had often appeared on the other side of the screen before, but this time he suddenly sat behind the screen and became a little nervous.
"Just write that you must complete the superhuman registration process in accordance with the requirements of the FBA within five minutes, otherwise don't call it unforeseen." Wu Qianying pointed out.
...
"Don't tell me you didn't predict what you said?"
What does that mean? Kurt, whose education level is about the same as that of Martin Sanye, was confused. His somewhat frozen brain, numbed by the ruthlessness, kept trying to regain his consciousness.
As a super human, he secretly still has feelings for Tang, the enforcer behind the FBA Bureau.
Usually showing off during live broadcasts and not registering personal information are all 'little things'. As a veteran who frequently travels between prison and home, Kurt has always been in control.
He could brag every day about how tough he was and how much he resisted registering, but given his courage, he didn't dare to say one more word about Tang Ji.
Although Tang Ji is a big shot, Kurt always feels that if he says a word starting with f, he will be shot sooner or later.
But today is different from the past. Kurt is having a great time, and the official warning from the FBA Bureau suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room, which also made tens of thousands of fans excited.
Countless barrages were sent out, either criticizing Tang Ji or shouting long live Losas and long live transhumanism.
The enthusiastic Kurt was also coerced by this public opinion, and shouted in front of the screen: "Fuck the fbas bureau! If they dare to mess with me, I will open my eyes to Tang Ji..."
Boom!
In front of hundreds of thousands of viewers, Kurt's hand holding the gun suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh and blood spattered all over the screen. The show's effect was instantly full!
Countless 666s flashed across the screen, even covering Kurt's face, which was insensitive to pain due to being so high.
He just stared blankly at his severed limb, watching the blood flow upward like a small fountain.
The next second, Tang Ji's angular, photogenic face suddenly appeared in the center of the screen, and he pulled the camera from behind the screen.
The entire live broadcast room instantly lost one-third of its audience. I don’t know how many keyboard warriors hiding behind the keyboard subconsciously put the screen on the table, turned off the power, and tremblingly prayed that their comments would be submerged in the barrage stream.
be seen.
But immediately, because of Tang Ji's appearance, Kurt's live broadcast room was recommended on the home page by Puppy Video, and countless traffic instantly filled the previous vacancy.
Kurt's popularity on the Internet instantly reached the peak of his life. Unfortunately, he was not satisfied with his appearance on camera...
Before he could recover from the accident of breaking his hand, he heard Tang Ji begin to read out his past criminal records. The first item on the list was that he failed to submit the Superhuman Registration Act within the time limit.
Registration information required by Eucalyptus,
As a pseudo-fan who has secretly watched all of Tang Ji's videos, he is very familiar with this part. Next, Tang Ji should draw his gun!