Boil cabbage in cold water

The wind began at the tips of the green duckweed, an unforeseen disaster left Zhou Qing imprisoned, his future bleak. By a twist of fate, he was granted an opportunity, and from that moment, he embarked on his journey to the skies.
Soaring ever upwards, from then on, Zhou Qing declared he would drink the strongest liquor, play with the sharpest blades, and flirt with the most charming ladies.

Sky-piercing level Good luck

Although the people in the queue were somewhat dissatisfied, no one spoke up.


Zhou Qing frowned slightly, but he didn't care about this.


The words of Liu Junliang echoed in his mind, no matter where he went, no matter what he did, he needed to follow the rules.


He absolutely couldn't allow any special privileges.


With a quick step forward, Zhou Qing directly approached the young man, grabbed the collar of his clothes, and pulled him aside.


"Don't you know the simple principle of queuing up to buy tickets?"


"Haven't you seen all these other people queueing here?"


"If you jump the queue and others think of doing the same, won't that disrupt the order?"


Zhou Qing's face was cold as he gave a stern lecture.


The young man shook off Zhou Qing's hand, pointed at Zhou Qing's nose, and said, "Who the hell are you?"


"Who I am is not important, what's important is that you must queue today."


Zhou Qing spoke harshly, his attitude still unbending.


Chapter 581: Kicked an Iron Plate