I have no system, the maker of the monkey version of the main god
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Chapitre 1: Chapter 1 I, Xiao Ming, 7 years old, second generation of gangsters
"952...966...978..." In the middle of the training room, a young figure was doing push-ups while sweating profusely.
Sunlight pours into the room from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows that take up an entire wall, making the training room unusually bright.
In the rest area nearby, several girls in maid outfits were holding various items in their hands and chatting in low voices, but their eyes were always on the young figure.
"998...999...1000...Huh!" The young figure barely finished 1000 push-ups and climbed up from the ground with trembling hands.
Seeing this, the girls who had been waiting nearby stopped whispering and quickly walked over to the young figure and started to get busy.
The two maids wiped the sweat off his body and changed him into dry clothes. The young figure, who was too tired to move, sat back. A maid who was prepared knelt down in advance, caught the young body, let him sit on her knees, and gently held him in her arms.
Feeling the softness behind his head, Xiao Ming breathed a sigh of satisfaction, opened his mouth and drank the precious beast milk that was handed to him, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the gentle kneading of several pairs of small hands, soothing his tired body from extensive exercise.
"Knock knock knock..." But I didn't enjoy it for long, and as if at perfect timing, there was a knock on the door of the training room.
After a pause of a few seconds, the door opened and a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in.
Xiao Ming opened his eyes, retracted his hand that was secretly touching the maid's thigh, and looked at the person who came in helplessly, "Butler, it's not time for etiquette class yet."
Considering that he is a second-generation gangster, his cheap father is in charge of the underground business in several cities, second only to the gangster bosses of the Ten Old Men, it is okay for him to take cultural classes every day, but what about etiquette classes? Does this thing have anything to do with gangs?
Hearing these seemingly complaining words, the middle-aged man's rigid face did not change at all. He just stroked his chest with his right hand wearing a white glove, bowed at a textbook-perfect 30-degree angle, and said with a meticulous expression: "Master, the teacher you are looking for has arrived and is waiting for your interview in the living room."
"So soon?" Xiao Ming was pleasantly surprised to hear that the person he was waiting for had arrived so soon. He immediately abandoned the soft embrace and jumped up like a real child, saying impatiently, "Bring them over here quickly." (Monthly fee group)
After receiving the instructions, the butler bowed and left. Not long after, he returned with a group of people who were dressed differently but all very eye-catching.
They had just arrived in front of the training room when several bodyguards who had been guarding the door, wearing black suits, sunglasses, leather shoes and carrying submachine guns, quickly stepped forward and began to search the group of people.
This move immediately caused dissatisfaction among the group of people.
"What do you mean?"
"That's right, we are here to apply for a job, not to be inspected!"
A few idiots started shouting first, but the others remained silent, looking at the guys who wanted to highlight their presence with a joking look.
No matter where you are, there are always people who can't see the situation clearly.
"This is normal procedure. Please cooperate. Later, regardless of whether you are hired or not, you will receive a small gift as a thank you." The butler still had a blank expression on his face, but when he spoke, a strange aura flashed across his body.
A few guys who had been shouting loudly seemed to have noticed something. They immediately shut up and cooperated with the inspection reluctantly. They handed their weapons to the armed bodyguards for safekeeping. Those who remained silent also had a flash of fear in their eyes.
It seems that this family is not just the kind of nouveau riche who accidentally heard about the dark side of the world and wanted to get in touch with it, but they are the same people as them.
No one caused trouble after that. This was the normal procedure. Every wealthy family would do the same thing. Some were even more excessive. Moreover, this family was well-known in the underworld and had many enemies, so they had to be checked more carefully.
Seeing that everyone cooperated, the butler still stared at them without blinking, especially a little girl who was looking around curiously in the crowd, who received the most attention from the butler.
Although he has a cute and childish appearance, and looks like he is only eleven or twelve years old, the dangerous aura he exudes is extremely terrifying, forcing the housekeeper to be careful and alert.
When everyone had finished checking and confirmed that there were no dangerous items, the housekeeper went forward and knocked on the door.
"Master, the person is here." The voice was flat and steady, just as rigid and meticulous as his image.
"Come in." Inside the house, someone outside had already heard
Hearing the noise on the surface, Xiao Ming put down the documents that the butler had sent over and looked towards the door.
The door was opened, and both the expression and the action were exactly the same as the last time the door was opened. A robot-like butler led a group of people in one after another.
There were more than a dozen people coming in, but that was nothing for a training room of several hundred square meters.
Xiao Ming sat in a chair in the rest area without moving, just observing the group of people with scrutiny and expectation.
He had to be careful, after all, this was closely related to his future.
He has personally experienced how much benefit a reliable teacher can bring to his growth.
Now he can possess physical fitness far superior to that of ordinary children, or even ordinary adults. In addition to the precious supplements and the abnormal physique of humans in this world, it is also because he hired several martial arts teachers with real skills to lay a relatively solid foundation.
However, martial arts are just martial arts after all. No matter how strong they are, they cannot compare with magical abilities. So after laying the foundation, he needs to hire a teacher who can lead him into the magical realm.
And this teacher may be among this group of people.
When Xiao Ming was observing this group of people, this group of people were also observing Xiao Ming. When they saw that the person interviewing them was actually a young child of only 6 or 7 years old, some of them showed secret joy or self-consciously gentle smiles on their faces, while a few of them frowned slightly.
They didn't expect that they would be teaching such a young child.
But no matter what they thought in their hearts, their expressions relaxed slightly and their faces gradually softened.
Only the little girl who received special attention from the housekeeper put away her innocent expression, concentrated her special power into her eyes, and observed Xiao Ming carefully.
As if she didn't notice anything, a doubt flashed in her eyes. She glanced at the expressions of others quietly, as if she was thinking about something. Then she returned to her innocent expression, but she became slightly alert in her heart.
In her opinion, the little boy in front of her was very strange. Seeing him at first sight would make people let down their guard and make them want to get close to him.
What puzzled her was that the other party obviously had no signs of supernatural powers, but this state that could be called charm was very real and was subtly affecting everyone. These people had obviously fallen into his trap.
Xiao Ming saw the expressions of these people. He silently crossed out the ones who looked secretly pleased. He didn't believe that such people could teach him well. As for the rest, he would have to test them to see if they had real abilities.
"boom!"
Just as Xiao Ming made up his mind and was about to speak, the sound of a bullet hitting an object was heard, interrupting what he was about to say.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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