At night, in the living room on the second floor of the supermarket.
"Dad, I…"
"Son, this month's earnings are 13,000 gold coins. After I work for another two years, I'll be able to buy you a suite in the suburbs of Shanghai. Hahahaha ~"
"Sigh, it's just a little far from the city, but it's not a big deal. I'll buy you a car to go to work, and our lives can be considered passable!”
"Don't worry about your job. I've been traveling all over the world for so many years and know a few big bosses. When they heard that you're a famous genius at MIT, they immediately gave you a job with an annual salary of one million yuan.”
" Alright, I've arranged a job for you in the garage. Let's talk about your girlfriend. You're not young anymore. It's time for you to find a partner and start a family. When I was in my twenties, I had seven or eight girlfriends…"
"You're so handsome, but you don't know how to use your advantages to get girls. You're always holed up in school with a bunch of old men doing academic research. You're really embarrassing me…Sigh!”
Qian Bida sat on the sofa, holding a box full of change. He counted the money and chattered on about Qian Sen.
House, car, work, wife, these were the four things that his parents cared about the most. He did not miss a single one and planned it clearly.
His words were filled with a strong feeling of licking a calf, making Qian Sen, who wanted to lay his cards on the table, feel ashamed. He held back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Father is too kind. I can't bear to hurt him!
Qian Bida saw Qian Sen's constipated expression and stopped counting the money. He asked with concern,""Son, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Damn it, I told you that there was something wrong with the medicine prescribed by that hospital. I'll go and get a refund from them!”
As he spoke, Qian Bida stood up and prepared to leave.
Qian Sen hurriedly pulled him back and explained,"Dad, I'm fine. I just don't know how to thank you for raising me!”
Hi.
Qian Bida, who looked 90% like Yu Qian, scratched his head as he looked at his son's eyes that were filled with gratitude.
Hmm…I should get a perm tomorrow.
He sat down and lit a cigarette. After thinking for a while, he handed another one to Qian Sen.
"Sen, your father's parents died when I was young. I grew up eating the food of a hundred families in the village. It wasn't easy for me to marry a wife and live a good life.”
"It's not easy to remarry with you around, so I've worked hard to earn money my entire life, hoping that you can make a name for yourself and support your father in his old age.”
"Now that you've grown up, work hard when you return to the country. Don't disappoint Dad, that's the best way to repay him, understand?”
"..."
You've already said so much. If I tell you that your son wants to be a mercenary, won't he have a heart attack?
Alright, let's not talk about it today. We have to wait for the right time.
Where was the opportunity?
Qian Sen looked out of the window. This peaceful and stable city was about to become hell on earth!
……
Half an hour later, Qian Sen returned to his bedroom.
He lay on the soft bed like a salted fish and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Mercenaries, mercenaries, being a mercenary was indeed too dangerous. If he was not careful, he would get a lunch box.
So what if he had MTF Mobile Task Force and Task Force 141 to protect him? On the battlefield, knives and spears had no eyes, and a stray bullet could take a life.
It wasn't a game where one could start all over again after death. In reality, death was death.
Before he transmigrated, he was a social animal who was addicted to 997 blessings, and his physique was at a sub-healthy level all year round.
To put it bluntly, he was just an ordinary person who had the strength to tie up a chicken!
In this world, the original owner of the body did not forget to train during the learning process. However, it was not much better. Compared to him, it was only missing a belly!
How melancholic!
With his current physical fitness, going to the battlefield was equivalent to sending himself to his death.
Oh, right, the system reward included the Power of Xiangyu.
Qian Sen suddenly thought of the system reward in the morning and hurriedly took out a small card that emitted a mysterious aura from the system warehouse.
On the card, the Overlord looked heroic and heroic, and there was a line of small words below.
Live as a hero, die as a hero!
Qian Sen's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, and an image slowly appeared in his mind.
Beside the Wu River, the Overlord had been surrounded by the enemy. The symbol of prosperity, Chu Ge, floated in the air.
At this moment, the Tyrant's resolute heart began to weaken. Seeing his countless brothers lying around, he began to regret his previous stubbornness. He regretted that the great situation in Chu and the lives of his brothers were ruined in his hands.
With a deep sense of self-reproach, he put the knife to his neck. In an instant, blood dyed the banks of the Wu River red, reflecting half of the sky. The setting sun was like blood, but Chu Ge was still sad and lingering. A giant had fallen, but it left endless emotions for future generations.
Kacha.
The moment Qian Sen crushed the card, the blood in his entire body boiled.
A soul-pulling pain rushed into his mind, causing him to scream uncontrollably!
Ah!
It was as if a cooked prawn had fallen on the floor. It was so painful that it rolled back and forth, and its skin was as red as blood!
In just a few seconds, the pain receded like the tide.
Qian Sen, who was drenched in sweat, lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.
It was too painful!
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