Zhao Tianming, who had just returned home from the spat, rushed into the bathroom without taking off his coat, regardless of the dust on his body. The tap on the basin was the biggest. Suddenly, the sound of water came, and the cold water column hit the bottom of the basin and splashed everywhere.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Tianming plunged his whole head into the basin. The water above him splashed directly on his head. A piercing chill came from his face and head, which made him couldn't help but shiver.
Five minutes later, Zhao Tianming finally raised his head and rubbed his face, which had turned a little red from the cold.
"I don't believe this!" Zhao Tianming, who had held back his anger for five minutes, gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the ground.
"F*ck! I believe in you!" Zhao Tianming's face changed greatly and he cursed.
Just now, when Zhao Tianming focused his attention on the ground, he felt as if his eyes were wearing a telescope that could be used. Even though he was five stories away from the ground, he could still clearly see the ant that was constantly twisting and turning on the ground. He could even hear the rustling sound of the ants when they were moving.
"Who can tell me what the hell is going on!" Zhao Tianming took off his coat feebly. He looked at the shining moon chest and wanted to cry.
A few days ago, Zhao Tianming took advantage of the National Day holiday and traveled alone to the pot. As a result, he fell into the Yellow River in order to save a girl whose feet slipped. He only vaguely remembered that something seemed to hit him and then he lost all consciousness.
When he woke up, he found that he had returned to the place where he fell into the Yellow River. At that moment, even he thought that he had just had a daydream! It was not until he found the rescue team on the Yellow River that he realized that one day and one night had really passed!
In panic, Zhao Tianming began to run down the mountain like crazy. He didn't stop until he felt a burning pain in his lungs as if he had been caught in a fire. Only then did he realize that he had run five kilometers at a speed of a 100-meter sprint!
Although Zhao Tianming was currently working as a security guard and thought that his physical strength was not bad, he had never thought about running five kilometers at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. This was not something a normal person could do.
After a long silence, Zhao Tianming took a deep breath, took off his coat and looked at his chest. Only then did he finally see the source of the light in his chest.
This was a mysterious imprint that had unknowingly when appeared. It was a faint green color that was the size of two walnuts. Upon closer inspection, one could see traces of faintly discernible patterns.
"There must be something I don't know when I fell into the Yellow River."
Looking at the mysterious picture on the chest of the moon and recalling the strange things that had happened to him in the past two days, Zhao Tianming finally calmed down and whispered to himself in front of the mysterious picture on the moon's chest!
Although he still did not know what this mysterious pattern was, he vaguely knew that the reason why he could continue to live after falling into the Yellow River was probably because of this mysterious pattern on the moon's chest.
Then, Zhao Tianming looked at his hands and suddenly felt that there seemed to be unimaginable power hidden in his seemingly thin flesh.
Suddenly, as if he had made a decision, Zhao Tianming suddenly raised his right hand and punched heavily on the washing table in front of him.
With a loud bang, his fist directly smashed through the five-centimeter thick marble sink and heavily hit the concrete floor. Then, with a click, the whole sink collapsed and broke into pieces on the ground.
Although he had been mentally prepared before he made his move, when this shocking scene really happened, he still felt that his heart had been hit hard!
Zhao Tianming took out his right hand from the ruins and suddenly found that there was a huge cut on the back of his hand, and a large amount of blood was coming out of it.
Zhao Tianming was shocked. He quickly got up and pulled a towel from the side to bandage it. However, when he held the towel in his hand, he was surprised to see that the wound on the back of his hand was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Tianming clenched his fist in disbelief. Only then did he make sure that the back of his hand had completely recovered except for the blood that had already been solidified. There was not even a scar left on it.
Looking at his palm, Zhao Tianming suddenly thought of something. His pupils shrank involuntarily. Suddenly, he saw that the towel in his hand was slowly fading away and then disappeared. Then, Zhao Tianming's eyes went deep again. His eyes immediately saw the blood-red muscles and milky white bones in his palm.
"The X-ray vision and the over-speed rebirth?" Zhao Tianming was a little excited. Then he looked at his own chest. He really wanted to see where the mysterious mark came from.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his eyes, and the vision in front of him disappeared.
And at the last moment when his X-ray vision disappeared, he vaguely saw a dense golden light!
Zhao Tianming rubbed his sore eyes, still feeling a little excited.
At this moment, Zhao Tianming's cell phone in his clothes suddenly rang.
"Hey, Old Zhao, why haven't you come yet? It's almost half past six. It's going to start soon!" As soon as Zhao Tianming answered the phone, a loud voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Ha, ha, ha?" Zhao Tianming was stunned when he heard that. Then, he realized what had happened. He slapped his forehead and said to the other end of the phone, "Ha, ha, I'll be there right away!"
After that, Zhao Tianming hung up the phone, hurriedly put on his clothes, and turned to go downstairs.
The person who called just now was Zhao Tianming's best friend, Ying Huajie. Ying Huajie was a native of Jin Shan. He was the same person as Zhao Tianming when he was in college. After graduating from college, although Zhao Tianming stayed in Jin Shan City to work, he had lost contact with many classmates after a year. Only his relationship with Ying Huajie was still the same as before.
After going downstairs, Zhao Tianming got on his bicycle and quickly rode toward the Mingzhu Hotel in the city center.
"Eh? Zhao Tianming, why are you here?" When Zhao Tianming just arrived at the entrance of Mingzhu Hotel, a brand new white BMW suddenly slowed down and stopped in front of Zhao Tianming with a beautiful tail. Then a young man in a casual suit got out of the car.
"I don't need to report to you that I'm here, do I?" Zhao Tianming looked up at him and replied with some disgust.
"Ha, don't tell me you're here to attend Lin Xiaoman's birthday party." The young man looked at Zhao Tianming with disdain and asked with a smile, his tone full of sarcasm.
"So what?" Zhao Tianming frowned and asked.
"Zhao Tianming, not everyone is qualified to attend the school beauty party of Jin Shan University. You, a great scholar, are still a big shot in college, but now after graduation, you have to learn to recognize your own position."
The young man sneered, patted the roof of his car, and pointed to the various cars around the parking lot.
"Look, Mingzhu Hotel is a five-star hotel. I feel a little bad when I come in by driving a BMW and the third Department. Is it good for you to enter the hotel? How dare you come out and humiliate yourself without looking at your own strength? Jin Shan Technology University has lost all its face."
"Zhou Weilong, did you pay for today's birthday party?" Zhao Tianming frowned and asked.
The young man who drove the BMW Three Series was called Zhou Weilong. He was Zhao Tianming's classmate in Jinshan University of Science and Technology. It was said that his family was engaged in decoration business and had a small amount of assets. The BMW Three Series was the birthday present his father gave him last month.
"Huh? That's not true." Zhou Weilong was stunned and shook his head. Although his family was a small family, it cost more than ten thousand yuan for a private room in Mingzhu Hotel. He was not that rich yet.
"Then what are you talking about?" After hearing Zhou Weilong's answer, Zhao Tianming's eyes suddenly became cold. He stared at Zhou Weilong and said, "F*ck off!"