People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

Mike grabbed her.

Colleen's eyes were firm: "Don't stop me!"

Mike: "I'm not trying to stop you, it's just...do you know where Botu is?"

Yes!

After thinking about it, Colleen realized that it was Botu who contacted her every time, and she didn't know where Botu lived.Thinking about it carefully, Botu has always acted as a compassionate and wise elder in front of her, so Colleen respects him.

But to understand a person, you need details.

Thinking about it this way, Botu looks more like a perfect image than a living person.A living person has joys, sorrows, sorrows, advantages, disadvantages, and sometimes foolishness.

Colleen sat down slumped, and then her eyes were like knives: "I still don't let go!"

Mike muttered in a low voice, "La Lashou won't get pregnant."

"What did you say!" Colleen yelled angrily, her eyebrows raised upright.

"Hehe." Mike said with a shy face, not cowardly at all.

Thin skinned?

nonexistent.

Daredevil looked at Mike, who was interacting with Colleen, and compared it with the "killer like hemp" he knew, thinking: "Which one is the real you?"

Iron Fist was a little anxious. Mike hadn't talked about him yet. Seeing that Colleen and Mike were flirting, he quickly asked.

Mike said that Hadro Meacham colluded with the Hand, laundered money for the Hand, and his large docks facilitated the Hand's criminal activities.

Iron Fist also said: "How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

Mike laughed on the spot.

Believe it or not.

What has it got to do with me?

No information fee was charged.

It's like when a woman is walking on the road, suddenly someone points at you and says, you are not a woman!Do you think that woman will take out her ID or take off her pants, verify her identity, or call her a "crazy"?

No chicken talk!

Iron Fist froze for a moment before reacting.His emotional intelligence is not low, but he has been in Kunlun for a long time, and he is not used to the sophistication of the outside world.

"Sorry." Iron Fist apologized directly.

An apology from a millionaire with a net worth of $50 billion.

A little cool.

Mike was much more impressed with the curl.

However, Iron Fist was dubious about Mike's statement, not because he felt that Mike was deliberately deceiving, but because he had a very good impression of the Meacham brothers and sisters.If it weren't for the support of the two brothers and sisters, Iron Fist would not have been able to get back the Rand family inheritance so easily.

That's $50 billion.

Don't you know how many brothers and good sisters are going to court for a house, and they will never communicate with each other.

"Thank you." Iron Fist thanked Mike again, "I will investigate this matter clearly."

Mike put a business card on the bar and pushed it over: "So far, the commission completion rate is [-]%, the fee is low, the service is considerate, and there is no deception."

In terms of money, the system treated Mike like a history of blood and tears beating the workers, but the employers were paid very low fees.If it is not possible to obtain soul energy and destiny energy, believe it or not, Mike will strike!

Don't the strong need money?

Even if the money is not needed or spent, it is comfortable to look at while lying on the account.

Deceiving too much!

Iron Fist picked up the business card and looked at it carefully until he saw "homework assignment"... Is this "homework assignment" a literal meaning, or some kind of code word?

Seeing Iron Fist's face getting weird, Colleen leaned over.

Puchi laughed.

From what she knew about Mike, it was absolutely literal.

Pushed Mike: "It's still so unreasonable!" I felt a little better for no reason.

Mike disagreed, why is it not serious to do homework assignments.

Everyone has their own thoughts, today is not a good time to reminisce about the past.Mike drank two glasses of whiskey and told Colleen to be careful before leaving, not to confront Botu alone, and to call him if something happened.

"Whispering!" Colleen pretended to be impatient and said goodbye with a smile.

Driving the sports car, when passing the intersection, Mike hesitated and turned the steering wheel to the left.

He decided to go see Jessica.

Looking up from downstairs, the lights in Jessica's apartment have gone out.

Coming to the door, Mike heard the sound of splashing water and suppressed sobbing.

"Do you want to call Trish and ask her to comfort Jessica? Forget it... she has to go to work tomorrow." Mike put the phone back in his pocket and knocked on the door.

no response.

The door was locked.

So Mike opened the door directly.

Simple and crude.

effective.

In the bathroom, the faucet of the washbasin was turned on, and the shower was turned on, facing Jessica who was huddled in the corner of the bathroom.

Mike turned off the faucet and shower.

"You are the victim, and I killed the purple man, so... why do you torture yourself, I really don't understand, you must be sick."

"Go!" Jessica grabbed the soap and threw it over.

pat!

The soap fell to the ground and slid happily for a few meters.

Do you want to pick it up?

"Hehe, a dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart! Come out."

"No!"

"I say it again, come out!"

"This is my home, I can do whatever I want, you don't care."

Mike strode forward and lifted Jessica across his arms.

It was only this time that Mike discovered that this 1.7-meter-five girl with super strength was surprisingly thin.

Jessica was wearing only a little vest at this point and got wet.

Well, sure, yes to A.

"Look at what!"

Snapped!

Jessica slapped Mike across the face.

It hurts.

Mike froze for a moment, "You crazy woman..."

Before she finished speaking, Jessica hooked her arms around Mike's neck, clamped her feet around his waist, and hung on him like a sloth.

Blocked Mike's curse words with his lips.

Cold lips!

"Sure enough, a crazy woman." Mike thought.

I was just a little worried at first.

I didn't expect it to be a war of words.

Good guy!

Mike was not to be outdone.

Hiss!

I'm going to take off her clothes!

Tactical suppression!

Jessica was not to be outdone.

After you sing, I will appear on the stage. It's really a match for the opponent.

boom!

The poor innocent bed was finally overwhelmed and collapsed whining.

Fortunately, there are mattresses.

the next day.

Mike woke up with nothing around him, and he felt the big springs that had burst from the mattress.

Um... the mattress is also dead.

He got up and took a cold shower, ready to put on... well, his underwear was torn yesterday.

Huh~ Fortunately, the system space always has underwear, otherwise women's clothing?

Mike took out his cell phone, which contained a text message from Jessica.

[I went to work, woke up and left by myself, pretending that what happened last night never happened.Also, if Tracy finds out, be careful to "click" and cut it forever. 】

[There is also a broken bed and mattress, each responsible for half of it, AA, the bill will be sent to you later.You dismantle the door, and you are responsible for repairing and installing it. 】

Mike stared at the text message in a daze, and it took him a while to hold back: "Damn!"