Atomic Girl? Please salute the commander!

In a small rental house somewhere.

Snoring was like thunder. On the bed covered with a pile of beer bottles, the screen of the mobile phone flickered and the sound of a missed call appeared on the screen.

As the phone rang continuously.

In the center of the room surrounded by wine bottles, a fat man with disheveled hair and a sloppy appearance sat up, reeking of alcohol, pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Hey, pay up, kid. You owe me three percent interest. How long are you going to delay paying me? If you keep putting it off, I'm going to call all your relatives and friends in my address book. Don't force us to come to your house."

I heard countless debt collection calls.

Cheng Sanli snorted coldly, grabbed the wine bottle beside him, poured another sip into his mouth, and said with drunken eyes.

"Get lost, I don't have any relatives, you can beat me up if you want."

"I'm just a rotten person. I just won't give it to you. What can you do to me? If you have the guts, come and ask for it. I'll take care of whatever you give me."

After cursing at the person on the other end of the phone, he threw the phone onto the sofa, gulped down a few big gulps of beer, lay down on the bed and was about to go back to sleep.

However, the headache caused by a hangover all night felt like my head was being pricked by needles, and I couldn't fall asleep no matter what I did.

Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, Cheng Sanli stumbled towards the door.

It was late at night.

The cold wind from the street blew across my cheeks. My originally hot body felt much more comfortable instantly and my headache gradually eased.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have let that kid..." Cheng Sanli wrapped his clothes around him and spat toward the roadside.

He had been thinking about this matter over and over for nearly a month. At that time, Li Chengyuan asked him not to hurt his apprentice, but who could have thought that the boy was so powerful and missed the opportunity and was tricked by him.

If he really fights seriously from the beginning, he may not lose.

This is just great.

Not only did he lose his position as the reserve god of war, but he also lost all the principal he had borrowed to make a comeback. The last time he owed so much money, it was the special forces that settled it. This time, the amount he had to pay off was several times more.

There was no way he could gather enough money in a short time.

A man with two superpowers, an unparalleled genius, actually failed here.

I thought of this.

Cheng Sanli couldn't help but grit his teeth, but he didn't think much about it.

Being a deadbeat debtor is nothing to him. He doesn't expect anyone to look up to him anyway.

Even he despises himself.

Just let it be, why do you care so much?

Those debt collectors are just ordinary people. Even if they are stronger, they are no match for him. Even if there are really people with superpowers who come to collect debts, they are no match for him.

Since you dare to lend money, you must bear the consequences of not being able to collect the loan. Why should you pay back a debt that you can't get back on?

He was walking on the street, reeking of alcohol. He glanced at the corner and saw a person dressed as a schoolgirl hugging a yellow-haired guy tightly. Colorful ghost lights were parked on the side of the road, and the two were about to kiss.

"Hey, girl, why are you hanging around outside so late at night instead of going home? Aren't you afraid of running into some bad guys?"

Cheng Sanli stretched and sat on the ghost fire, holding the handlebars and holding his stomach and laughing.

"I want you to take care of it?"

The yellow-haired man glanced at him and was about to continue his work. Then the next second, this drunk man actually hugged his beloved small motorcycle and vomited on it. All kinds of unknown vomitus were stained on the whole car, and the unpleasant smell filled the air.

"Cough cough..."

"I drank a little too much."

The fat boy held his stomach and said drunkenly, "I shouldn't have sat down. Why is your motorcycle so disgusting? What kind of configuration is this? It's so low-class. It's not even comfortable to sit on."

He vomited on his own car and also complained about the quality of his car.

To the spirited young man, the Ghostfire motorcycle is as important as his parents. He built this modified car with great effort and drove it out under the pressure of the traffic police. How could he bear this injustice!

A gentleman can tolerate it, but an uncle cannot tolerate it.

Huangmao was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to come over to hit someone, but before he could take a few steps, a wall of earth rose from the ground, layer upon layer, locking him inside.

It's impossible to move at all.

This aloof situation frightened the student girl, who stepped back repeatedly.

"A bit of a temper."

Cheng Sanli put on an extremely perverted expression and threatened: "If you don't leave now, I will..."

The girl disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing his evil plan succeed, Cheng Sanli laughed heartily and mocked the yellow-haired man.

"I hate little hooligans the most. When I was a kid, I couldn't even get enough to eat, and now I'm bullied by guys like you. It's really hateful. Otherwise, I wouldn't have..."

Huangmao looked at the stone wall emerging from the ground and felt like crying.

The guy in front of me must have superpowers. This is the first time I have seen a superpowered person of this age. I was not the one who bullied him, so why am I the innocent one being blamed!

He was so drunk that he was almost unconscious. He was so unlucky that he was blamed for no reason just because he was in a relationship.

Cheng Sanli's laughter became more and more intense. He no longer paid attention to the yellow-haired man in front of him. The stone wall automatically retreated and released the man.

He walked away from the street holding his head.

He is a genius, a guy who is good for nothing except his talent. He is a mean, troublemaker, eccentric, lazy, greedy, a drag on others, and unreliable in everything he does. Everyone knows that he is a complete rotten person except his talent.

He knows it himself.

There is no point in living in this world. He is not worthy of having big ambitions, nor is he qualified to have big ambitions to live a better life.

Anyway, I'm a bad guy. It's enough for me to eat, drink, have fun and wait for death every day. Nothing else matters.

Thinking of this, Cheng Sanli walked towards the nearest bar. Since he had not paid back a penny of the borrowed money, he still had a few words on his body, and the subsidy for the special forces team would come in a few days.

You can just take on a few jobs with your own abilities and still live a carefree life.

He walked towards the bar he was most familiar with until a figure appeared in the middle of the road. He then gradually stopped, stretched his neck to look forward, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The person standing there was a young man dressed in youthful attire, with heavy bangs that made him look a little gloomy, but Cheng Sanli would never forget that look.

"Hey, hey, isn't this the Martial God in waiting? Do you want to go drink with me too?"

The person standing in front of him was Su Yi, the young man who had no moral integrity when he let him win. Otherwise, the position of the God of War would be his now.

By then, with the position of God of War, you can enjoy yourself however you want. How could you possibly stay in a rented house drinking beer?

Then he looked at the fat boy in front of him, who was sloppy, spoke in a rude manner, and reeked of alcohol.

He looked at the description He Yisheng wrote to himself again.

Su Yi's face was full of disgust. This person was totally not the same kind as him. It seemed like it was a waste of effort to come here.

But since he was already here, he suppressed his disgust and spoke.

"I came to talk to you about something."

"Talk about business?"

Cheng Sanli snorted coldly, holding his head and passed by him.

"Did something happen to the special forces? Let me tell you, I won't work for you. Even if you pay me back all the money I owe you, I won't work for you."

"It's better to have too much debt than to be burdened. Even if that old man Li Chengyuan comes, it's useless. Get out of here, get out of here! Don't ruin my drinking mood. There are still many girls waiting for me in the bar."

Su Yi turned his head, holding the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and looked at the back of the little fat man.

"You're not horny, so why are you in such a hurry to leave? You say you're trying to pick up girls, but in reality you're just trying to disgust them."

He had heard Fu Yue say before that Cheng Sanli was not lustful at all. He had previously used his identity as a dual-superpower person to pester Fu Yue to introduce a beautiful female best friend to him.

As a result, every time he ate, he would just eat and drink for free, then disgust the other person and leave.

It's as if he's just letting his bad nature run wild, giving up on himself, and telling everyone that he's terrible.

However, upon hearing this, Cheng Sanli still waved his hand nonchalantly: "Guess what you want, I'm like this, whatever you want. Go back and complain to your master. Anyway, I don't want to move in the next few months."

"It doesn't matter to me if the world explodes."

"If the sky falls, then let it fall. It's no big deal if it's destroyed quickly."

He continued walking towards the bar. Cheng Sanli didn't take the young man who had just made his debut seriously at all. He would only give him some respect unless Mr. Li came to call him in person. How could such a guy have the power to boss him around?

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Until I heard the person behind me add.

"Actually, I didn't want to come to you, but I do have something to do this time. It won't stop you from going out for a drink. I just want to ask you, did you have a sister before? Why did I see in your file that you were an orphan?"

Hearing this, Cheng Sanli, who originally didn't care about anything, stopped moving. He turned his head with murderous intent in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and his aura surged.

It was as if his sore spot had been suddenly touched, and his face was full of anger.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

"How did you know this? I let you win last time, so you really think you're that strong!"

As he spoke, he jumped up from the ground as if he had lost his mind, swung his arms, and a huge amount of radiation energy wrapped around his arms. He used the accumulated supernatural power like a cannonball and punched Su Yi in the face.

The wind from the fist created thick ripples, causing the air in the street to fly.

A hundredfold savings!

This was the blow that was not delivered last time in the duel arena. It contained the thick resentment accumulated over the past few months, as well as the anger that Su Yi dared to mock his dead sister.

The momentum was far beyond what the previous attacks could match, mixed with personal sorrow, without holding back at all.

In an instant.

The huge impact caused dust and smoke to rise from the ground.

The surrounding houses shook violently.

Chapter 257 Su Yi rebelled (6k)

Suiying underground base.

The deepest part of the 6th floor.

He Yisheng placed his hands on the ground, feeling the vibrations of the rocks, a hint of doubt flashed across his cloudy pure white eyes.

"The foundation here is so strange. It feels like something happened and it was forcibly pressed together. Was there originally a 7th floor?"

"Well... there was indeed a seventh floor before, but it was later flattened."

The culprit, Maple Sugar, scratched her cheek awkwardly. She knew best how the 7th floor disappeared.

At that time, he wanted to use the assimilation ability to crush all of Aster's clones, but it not only did not work, but it also messed up the last layer.

Before, she had wanted to repair the 7th floor many times, but after thinking it over again and again, she gave up.

Once they recruit workers and look for other construction companies to build the base, the location of the base will be exposed. When Astor built the furnace, he cruelly killed all the craftsmen in order to keep it secret.

Maple syrup naturally couldn't be made that way, so it was left on the shelf.

Hearing this, He Yisheng nodded, stood up, groped in the corridor, put his hand on the alloy wall of the stronghold, and then spoke very seriously.

"The foundation here has been damaged and is already in an extremely unstable state. The various rock layers are vibrating and could collapse at any time. If it's delayed for another half a month or so, the alloy columns outside will probably collapse, and the entire structure will face collapse."

"Um!?"

Feng Tang was secretly shocked. She had indeed heard crackling noises in the past few days, and mud and sand fell from the surrounding alloy walls from time to time, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Oh no, this base won't be abandoned, will it?" she said reluctantly.

It would be too troublesome to spend money, material resources and manpower to build a similar stronghold. Even if it was built, it might not be as perfect as the fireplace.

After all, Aster used many extreme means and many alien materials at that time. Many devices had been completely finalized and were almost impossible to move. If they were to be moved, they would be damaged.

He Yisheng closed his eyes and shook his head gently: "It can be repaired. I am the best at repairing this kind of underground facilities. It has not reached the worst point yet. The overall structure is still stable and can be adjusted."

"Oh, really? How many people will be needed to help?"

Feng Tang was in a good mood. She called He Yisheng over originally just to open up a few underground storage rooms, but she didn't expect to have such an unexpected surprise.

He Yisheng was in deep thought for a moment.

"I think we need a surveyor. I can't see it, and some of the terrain needs to be corrected. It would be best if we could get a blueprint of the base. The more accurate the better. This way, it might be easier to work."