Reborn Ace Prosecutor

You must know that the white light stone is extremely terrifying, but the turquoise liquid overflowing from the dilapidated wooden sign is extremely miraculous, and it actually protected Feng Ling's soul and heart from dissipating.But Feng Ling was just an ordinary person after all, no matter how wonderful the turquoise liquid was, it didn't have the effect it should have. It could only keep Feng Ling's soul alive and make him a living dead.

Just at the extreme of Feng Ling's chaos, a drop of extremely spicy liquid slipped from Feng Ling's mouth, wherever it went, it was as hot as a burning flame, spreading in Feng Ling's limbs and internal organs.The vitality that was originally sealed by the white light suddenly began to recover.

On Feng Ling's body, a faint white light emerged, and a layer of dirt began to accumulate on Feng Ling's skin, and the stench was spreading everywhere.

"Damn it, what smells so stinky!" Feng Ling who woke up suddenly shouted in a daze, but when he found that the smell, which was worse than the public toilet, came from his body, Feng Ling suddenly crawled up stand up.

"Shouldn't I be dead? Why am I still alive?" Feng Ling broke out in a cold sweat when he remembered what happened before.But he moved his body immediately, but felt that his body seemed to be full of incomparably abundant vitality at this time, and he didn't look like a dying person at all.But looking at the distress on his body, especially the strong smell, Feng Ling couldn't think too much, so he carefully hid all the way, looking for the alleys with few people and returning to his rented house, so as not to be regarded as a vagabond Han grabbed it.

"Phew, I'm finally home!" Feng Ling returned home, thinking of the strange eyes of passersby looking at him along the way, Feng Ling plunged into the bathroom.

It took a full half an hour to wash away the stench from his body. Feng Ling lay down on the bed easily, lit a cigarette, and began to think about what he should do next in the smoke.

The 3000 yuan was already in vain, and the worst thing was that the wooden plaque somehow turned into sawdust, which made Feng Ling want to cry, and there was no possibility of returning the goods to unscrupulous antique dealers.

Seeing that the rent was about to be due, and he couldn't even find a hundred yuan bill in his pocket, Feng Ling's face suddenly twisted like a bitter melon.

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, Feng Ling picked up the newspaper beside him, glanced at the recruitment information on it for a while, and then threw it aside boringly.

As a clerk in an advertising company, the monthly salary is 1500 yuan, but according to my past experience, people will worry that those who graduated from Yanda University will be too arrogant and will not work for a long time.

The legal consultant of the Emgrand Group has an annual salary close to one million, but I am a rookie who has just graduated from the law department, and I am afraid that he will not even be given the opportunity for an interview.

Feng Ling filtered all the recruitment information in the two major editions, and found helplessly that he couldn't find the one suitable for him among the hundreds of recruitment information.

"Hey, no, when did my memory become so good! I just stared at the newspaper for less than 2 minutes, how did I memorize all the information on it!" Feng Ling suddenly reacted, and was immediately shocked .

Immediately overtaking the newspaper with a backhand, Feng Ling stared at a comment on the first page, and then closed his eyes. The comment, which usually has thousands of words, came to mind word for word.

'Damn, get rich, get rich! "Feng Ling stepped out of the bed happily and jumped up, twisting his bare buttocks.

But soon he became depressed again. Of course, his photographic memory is an extremely powerful skill, but it can't relieve the pressure of paying the rent soon.He can't run to the landlord's aunt and say, "Dude, I'm a child prodigy, so let's pay the rent slowly! I guess the result of doing this is that the fat landlord's iron sand palm will slap him down from the fifth floor, making him a fool." A vegetative person with a stupid head.

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