My luck can go against the sky

"Shen, it's time to get up!"

Early in the morning, a unique alarm sounded beside Han Zirong, and Han Zirong suppressed his sleepiness and turned off the alarm.

He sat up in a daze. He didn't expect to sleep so peacefully after compromising with the system last night, he didn't even have a nightmare.

He stood up and prepared to resolve his early urination.

Just a few steps, his head hit the toilet door.

"Ouch."

This exciting spirit made him react from the confusion, and subconsciously touched the place where he was hit.

After rubbing for a moment, he was taken aback.

There seems to be no pain in the head!There was some doubt in his heart, and when he looked forward, his face was crying.

There was a big hole in the toilet door in front of you!

Han Zirong was stunned and couldn't help but explode: "Damn, these few things, have you practiced the legendary iron head skill!"

He thought for a while and knocked on his head, not expecting the fiery pain from his head.

The pain relieved him, and he immediately thought of the system.Should be to protect the host function.

The corners of the mouth twitched, but this is too ridiculous!

Han Zirong can't figure out how this system protection mechanism is triggered.

Is it triggered automatically when the danger level is sufficient?

He thought of this and planned to test it.

First, he slammed his forehead against the corner of the square table!

Only a click was heard!

The square table seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and a crack was created, which was broken in the middle, revealing the pith in the paint, and a pile of sawdust floating around.

Seeing this scene flashed in amazement, he was horrified: "Yes, at least there is no problem with the protection of the head."

Han Zirong was bolder in an instant, turned on his fan, swallowed, and reached into the high-speed rotating blade.

"Clang!"

When the rotating blades turned to the palm of his hand, they sparked, and then they were bounced out by a huge force.

This time he could see clearly, as if he had another protective film on his hand just now.

After Han Zirong tried various experiments again, he found that he was indeed protected by some kind of force, which made him very excited.

This kind of power reminded him of the scene of the fight with Tie Zhongyun last night.

At that time, he kicked his side to his waist and abdomen, and he easily accepted Tie Zhongyun's moves because of the system.

After regaining consciousness, he found a fruit knife again, hesitated for a moment, and stabbed his hand fiercely.

Then, there was a clear voice in his mind.

"The golden bell is in effect."

Then the dagger in his hand broke.

This caused Han Zirong to be full of excitement, with ecstasy in his eyes.

As long as you flip through a few martial arts novels, you will know the name of the Golden Bell, which is invulnerable to swords and guns.

It's just that the golden bell in martial arts novels seems to be a physical bonus, but the golden bell given by the system seems to be like a toughened film that will counterattack.

With this golden bell, he is no longer afraid of killing bats.

It would be great if this kind of power could be used to attack!

Thinking of this, Han Zirong made an eager gesture and hit the wall with a fist!

"Hiss!" A sharp pain came from his hands, making him take a deep breath.

He shook his hand, knowing that he had saved a bit of strength just now, and tried other parts, the feet, arms, and legs, which had no effect on the wall.

The judgment of this protection mechanism is passive, and autonomous attacks will not trigger any protection effects.

After understanding the golden bell, Han Zirong stopped.

He looked at the mess around him, like a garbage dump, and complained in his heart.

"Almost demolished the house."

After a brief wash, I went to work in a US-Japan company.

...

At this time, Zhou Qi came to the US-Japan company early and waited at the door of Han Zirong's office.

But he felt as if he were in hell, and he felt that the people around him were looking at him, and he seemed out of place.

Zhou Qi looked at the white-collar elites around him, making him feel ashamed.

He wanted to calm himself down, but he was always restless, and the sweat on his forehead couldn't help but flow down.

After a while, he finally saw the familiar figure and shouted immediately."Zi Rong..."

It's just a second thought that it's not appropriate, and then changed his mind.

"Mr. Han."

Han Zirong arrived late, and after hearing the call, he was happy and apologetic.

"Sorry, I made you wait so long."

Zhou Qi felt that the eyes around him focused on him, not to mention how embarrassed he was, and immediately changed his words and said, "Mr. Han, I'm sorry, I just called the wrong one!"

Han Zirong furrowed his brows slightly, and looked at Zhou Qi's sullen expression, so restrained in life, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"They are all brothers, so what do you do with such a talent, just call me Zirong!"

After that, he put his arms around Zhou Qi's shoulders, opened the office door and walked in.

The two were sitting in the spacious office, and suddenly Zhou Qi reminded him of something.

"Zi Rong, there is a college reunion in the evening. You haven't been in contact with your classmates in the past few years. Let's go together."

"Leaving school, I haven't contacted my classmates for several years, so I just went to see everyone!"

Thinking of this, Han Zirong smiled and said, "Okay, go together after get off work."

Now he has to wait here to see if the old senior will come to the company, just to take the opportunity to continue to inquire about the hidden bat gate.

I waited until I got off work, but there was no result.

The two simply cleaned up. In order to prevent other classmates from being alienated because of his identity, Han Zirong didn't let the company's car pick him up, instead he took a taxi.

I learned from Zhou Qi that the Longmen Hotel was chosen for this class gathering.

...

The vehicle quickly arrived at the gate of Longmen Hotel.

Han Zirong smacked in the car secretly. Longmen Hotel is considered a high-end hotel in Shangjiang Xia City, and ordinary people can't afford it, so I chose this place for the class gathering!

I didn't even dare to think of such a place before.

The two got out of the taxi and followed the instructions of the waiter all the way to the Huaxia Hall on the second floor.

You can hear the laughter coming from inside outside the door.

Zhou Qi opened the door, and the box was full of people, and everyone was talking about the world, so happy.

He cried out of excitement.

"I'm here, and I brought someone you never thought of."

Hearing this, no one in the box paid any attention, and they were still talking happily, as if they hadn't heard.

When Han Zirong stood at the door and saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning.

Zhou Qi turned around and smiled awkwardly, looking a little at a loss.

"Maybe I didn't hear it, come in, Zirong."

Han Zirong just entered the door and glanced at these classmates. Most of them were nodding acquaintances in college, so they were not very familiar.

There are still 6 empty seats in the round table with more than 20 people. Zhou Qi found an empty seat at random, then sat down, turned around and said enthusiastically: "Zi Rong, come and sit next to me."

Before Han Zirong could sit down, the person beside Zhou Qi frowned immediately and was very impatient.

"Zhou Qi, can you sit in this position?"

Zhou Qi was stunned and looked at the talking classmates in confusion.

Han Zirong now understands that these guys know that Zhou Qi is here. Zhou Qi didn't hear the greeting before, or he deliberately ignored it.

Zhou Qi was puzzled and asked, "Then where do I sit with Zirong?"

Hearing these words, the others had already focused their attention on strangers outside Zhou Qi.

A moment later, a classmate asked Yan Yuese.

"Are you Han Zirong?"

Han Zirong nodded!He couldn't recognize who was speaking.

The student immediately got up and walked over and stretched out his hand.

"I'm Ding Sheng, the little guy in the previous class, remember me."

Ding Sheng...

The name Han Zirong is not unfamiliar. He stretched out his hand to shake hands and smiled: "Of course I remember."

If you don’t remember, you have to say remember!

Then the others got up one after another and came over to greet each other warmly.

Poor Han Zirong really doesn't remember much.

Immediately after the greeting, someone signaled to sit down.

Han Zirong sat beside Zhou Qi.

At this time, a female classmate took her gucci bag and put it on the table, took out her mobile phone and took a look at it, and then smiled and asked: "Zi Rong, what are you doing now? I haven't heard from you for a long time. "

Just as Zhou Qi sitting on the side wanted to answer, Han Zirong patted the other's leg and smiled and said, "I found a small company to support his family."

Once there is a difference in identities, these people will immediately become cautious, and he does not want Zhou Qi's experience to repeat itself with other classmates.

But after hearing this sentence, the classmates who were still enthusiastic just now immediately became indifferent.

The classmate who had forgotten about Zhou Qi's sitting next to him a moment ago immediately attacked again.

"Are you able to sit in these two positions? Hurry up, there are people here!"