MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 1 Big man (1)

Chen also had a pit in his life. When he was a child, he went to the ground with a group of friends in the village to steal watermelons, steal sugar cane, and others slipped. He was arrested and returned.

When he was at school, Chen circulated a small note around him, and the teacher approached him.

In the adolescence, it is time to fall in love, the class is quite a pair of pairs, Chen also can not stand a turbulent heart, about girls go to the playground.

Unlucky to urge, he caught up with the teacher's night attack on the first day, caught a good, was regarded as a typical class in the class, the small hand did not hold it yellow.

Chen Youtian is not afraid of fear, he is afraid of crying, because he can not cry, who knows when he is admitted to the film school, he is crying.

The college dreams fart.

Chen re-readed for one year and went to college.

In the winter of his freshman year, Chen suddenly found himself starting to like watching other people's domestic birds.

Not only look, but also want to touch both hands.

As he spurned himself, he sneaked around the major forums and made a smooth appointment with Zhang Sunshine's handsome face.

After a dry self-introduction, it is time to check the goods.

Chen found himself not only a gay, but also a pervert. He only likes to watch birds.

The end of the world is here.

During that time, Chen was dying again.

It is said that it is a decade of great luck, he estimated that the time is up.

As a result, the game was played in the Internet cafes. When I got up, I was dizzy, I was on the keyboard, and then I woke up, and the whole world changed.

The body is not your own, your mind is filled with strange memories, and there is a system that claims to be 444.

Chen’s face is blue and his pupils are magnified. This is a transshipment. This **** is a ghost.

Retire the soul?

He rolled over, his face down, sulking in his own position.

The owner of this body is called Monday, because he was born on Monday, and he was named Zhou.

On Monday, the original family was good. When he was in high school, his family company went bankrupt. His dad started to eat, drink, gamble, and committed sin. He **** secretly with the wild man.

That day, the life of the day turned upside down, dropped out of school, became the son of qj, selling ass, taking drugs, completely degraded.

This year, the base is much like a dog. The market demand is large, and the nature of selling **** is much more.

The door slammed up, the guests demanded more, the pattern was more, and the business became less good.

He is twenty-six in a week, and he is a big brother in this industry. He can’t compare with the little boy who is alive. He has no money, he has a drug addiction, and he has committed suicide.

Chen licked his mouth, and it really took the old saying, not the worst, only worse.

He has lived for twenty years, and he has never seen anything lucky, only pits.

The sound of the system suddenly popped up, "Hey, Mr. Chen, in your real world, you are already dead."

Chen said again and again, "That's great."

He groaned at the air. "Hey, 3 4, you quickly let me go, let me find a good time to reincarnate."

444, "..." What are the 3 4s?

"Hey, Mr. Chen, the mission is complete, you can go back to the real world."

Chen did not hesitate, "I give up."

The sound of the system machinery sounded again. "Hey, Mr. Chen really doesn't think about it anymore?"

Chen snarled in his heart. "You **** to find a body for Laozi, it is drug abuse, it is mb, and I want to play with me?"

"Hey, random."

Chen Zai, "Oh."

444, "Hey, Mr. Chen doesn't have to mind too much. The physical condition has nothing to do with your soul. Moreover, when the mission is completed, it will go to the next world."

Chen’s eyeballs under his eyes turned, right, the soul is him.

After a while, Chen returned to the situation. "What is the mission?"

“Hey, get the value of evil thoughts.”

Chen did not understand, "What do you mean?"

444, "Hey, everyone has a bad thought in his heart. Mr. Chen’s task is to find the person with the highest value of evil thoughts and take the evil value from his heart by various means. By then, you will receive the task. Prompt, and leave the countdown."

Chen swallowed his mouth again. "I can understand that the goal is to kill people, psychopaths?"

That's right, the value of bad thoughts is big, it must not be a good person.

The silence of the system fans.

Chen went to bed and asked, "Who is the goal of the first world?"

"Oh, when the target appears, Mr. Chen will see the value of his evil thoughts above his head, including his details."

"It sounds so fresh, so exciting..." Chen smacked his lips. "Good brain damage."

444, "..."

Chen is impatient. "Is there still something to add?"

444, "Hey, Mr. Chen, because the customers in the lower belt are mostly newcomers, the official business is busy, and may not be online frequently. Please leave a message if you have something."

Chen seems to see his tragic future.

"Message? Are you kidding me? If I am dying, waiting for you, I will almost be rotten."

"Hey, there will be an alarm in major events. Mr. Chen is relieved, no accident, I will appear in time."

Chen Zai, "What if there is an accident?"

444, "Hey, Mr. Chen, you need to take a deep breath, relax, you are too nervous."

Chen sneered, "Reward you a word, goodbye."

"Oh, it seems that Mr. Chen's math is not very good."

Chen Zai, "..."

The irritating voice finally disappeared.

Chen took his face out of the quilt and pressed it out. His stomach was singing a reminder.

The original deposits are on the table, a total of 36 pieces of five hairs, the day of renting this month is tomorrow, the rent is 1100.

Chen felt that his luck had not changed and he had deteriorated.

He grabbed the change and packed up the dead face and went out.

At the entrance of the community is a row of shops, banks, roadsides are all stalls, eat and wear, sell what, the fragrance mixed with human voice, one after another.

The money in Chen’s pocket was just that. He swept it one by one and bought a stinky tofu for five yuan.

Just after the wolf swallowed, Chen’s **** was caught, and the back of the meat was put on, which was the old customer of the original owner.

"Small **, I will smell the smell of your body."

Chen listened to the lustful laughter and nausea. He did not look back wisely, stinky tofu spit, and five dollars would not have to be drowned.

On the street, when people come and go, the meat is also shameless. If you don’t say anything, you will come up and scream, and you will breathe. "What smell?"

Chen is slow and slow, "smelly tofu."

"Mom, no wonder so stinking."

The other side stunned his nose and ran away.

Chen took another sip.

He wandered aimlessly on the street, and he swayed to the place where the original owner went to work.

Some people go in and out, most of them are cuddling, all male.

Chen went in again, thinking about what to eat, and then went to the original hometown to borrow money to pay the rent.