My Clone In The City Can Make Money

Zhao Ling'er looked at the man in front of her. She couldn't see the change, couldn't see through his strength, couldn't understand why Li Qian didn't make any move. This Maozi man who was more than 2 meters tall and looked like an upright bear was so afraid of Li. Money.

What's the matter with the terrifying momentum he claims to have.

Lin Cook's heart beat faster, and he felt a panic coming from deep inside.

He had only experienced this feeling once.

One winter thirteen years ago, on a bright moonlit night, he was cruising along the Siberian paths with his pet dog.

His beloved dog suddenly started barking, and a Siberian tiger, one of the most terrifying predators on land, rushed out and snatched his love away before his eyes...

The fearful images in the memory were awakened again.

He was so scared that his limbs were shaking, his military pants were shaking, and he fell into a nightmare.

The strength of the second soul of the Dual Soul Ring is a fixed amount, and people with particularly strong willpower can be immune to its temptation.

But once the second soul penetrates into the consciousness and hits the weak point, ordinary people have no resistance.

This seemingly bizarre scene appeared on the first floor of the Holiday Inn. Li Qian didn't make any unnecessary moves, but frightened the other party so much that he took a few steps back [so frightened that he almost collapsed.

Many people on the seats, in the corridor, and behind the fence on the second floor had different expressions and changes after seeing the scene.

A middle-aged man looked at the three people downstairs in confusion, not understanding what was going on!

"What's going on? Why is he so scared all of a sudden?"

Very close to him was a young Chinese man who loved boxing and had some knowledge of fighting.

He immediately understood the key point and said in an exaggerated manner in front of more than ten people.

"The realm! This is the realm!"

"Do you know why boxing matches are so boring to outsiders? They always dodge and then stay put. It's the same reason!"

"The vision of a real master is different from that of ordinary people. With just one glance, he can see how strong or weak the opponent is. Obviously..."

A confused woman said suddenly.

"I understand! This male god is too powerful, far more powerful than this Maozi countryman. He is scared, terrified.

"It's so powerful. I can't even see how strong he is. It's incredible."

They were lying behind the glass fence on the second floor, sighing and sighing constantly.

And right now!

Li Qian, who maintained a calm demeanor, was slightly surprised when he heard the system prompt.

Because the prompt sound does not come from the system of killing monsters and earning money.

Reputation subsystem prompts

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host, the reputation subsystem experience has reached full value. LV1 has been upgraded to LV2.

“The new features of LV2 are as follows.’”

1. The lottery points are increased from 100 points to 1000 points, increasing the probability of obtaining special items.

2. The maximum number of reputation points gained per day is 3,000, which can be increased to a maximum of 4,000 reputation points per day.

"Can subsystems be upgraded?"

This greatly exceeded Li Qian's expectation. The reputation value of the lottery was increased from 100 to 1,000 points, and the upper limit of reputation points obtained per day was increased to 4,000 points.

"unexpected surprise."

He said this to himself.

Attention was once again focused on Kukov. What is the specific effect of the dual soul ring? Li Qian wanted to test it on him.

Thoughts began to mislead Kukoff.

"This is a trap... Your boss knows about his existence and that he is protecting Zhao Ling'er. He is afraid and suspicious of you..."

"He...is afraid of my strength and doubts me! He wants to deliberately (cddd) harm me!"

At this moment, Linkuk's nose bulged, the distance between his eyebrows tightened, and he burst out with deeper hatred in fear.

Lin Cook soon returned to normal, and he begged Li Qian pitifully for mercy.

"I am too blind to see. Please, please spare me! I was wrong! I slipped under your flattery! Please, please let me go..."

Everyone present was stunned!!,

Someone sighed.

"He can scare people like this just by his aura! How terrifying is his true strength? This is a big man two meters tall."

"What do you know? We are the outstanding people in China! There must be many hidden masters. This one is, haha."

"Do you think a master would let him drill it? Although it looks cool, will it make you feel ungraceful?"

And right now.

Li Qian proudly held his chest high and spoke with the air of a great master.

"Trash, you don't deserve it. Get out."

"Okay! Brother... I'll get out now, I'll get out now..."

A two-meter-tall strong man, with his head in his arms, rolled out of the lobby of the Holiday Inn.

The people who peeped at the melon-eaters had an unreal feeling in their hearts.

Some people even patted their cheeks and rubbed their eyes to make sure that this was real and a real scene.

Zhao Ling'er looked at Li Qian again with fanatical admiration in her eyes!

too strong!

She is good-looking, handsome, has a good temperament, is a piano master, and can write songs. She is humorous and friendly! And her personal strength is so strong! Strange emotions emerged in her heart.

Looking at Li Qian with admiration.

"Brother Li Qian, you are so amazing! The most amazing person I have ever seen!"

Li Qian relaxed and relaxed his momentum and said with a hesitant smile.

"There is no reward for praising me so much."

Maozi's front teeth were needed to make the Bear Soul Leather Armor. Li Qian did not attack him and let Kukfu go for several reasons.

The first reason!

Understand the people and forces behind him, and there is no need to take action for the time being.

The second reason.

No matter what the reason is, beating others in public will always appear to be a lack of grace. You don't have to do some dirty work yourself.

The underground garage of the Holiday Inn.

In the dark area, in the driver's seat of a dilapidated van, a Chinese man with a crew cut was waiting patiently. He was like a hunter, waiting for the arrival of his prey.

He pressed his trouser pocket with his right hand and felt the business card through his clothes. .