"Hey, Xiao Xingzi, what's your situation?" Leng Xing, who had just got off the plane at C City Airport, received a call from his master far away from abroad.

"Do you think you are not satisfied with the job I arranged for you by the old man?" said a careless tone.

"Yeah, I've found a new job," Leng Xing said lightly.

"New job? What job can the old man find you so well?" The old man on the other end of the phone asked: "Monthly salary is 100,000 yuan, including food and accommodation, and the welfare is stable. The most important thing is that the person who is protected is still such a girl, and he owns the property of a listed group. This kind of welfare job is not something that anyone else can ask for. Qidian Wangdao Urban Template. Tell me what new job you are looking for can compare with this?"

"Central Hualong Group!"

"Puff!" There was a choking voice over there: "What?"

"Central China Dragon Group!" Leng Xing frowned and repeated, "Did he not speak clearly enough?"

"The godly dragon group in the middle of China!!" The other side suddenly said angrily: "Are you teasing me? Then, this kind of old novel plot will remind you of me? Old man, your father still has sperm when I read the online article!"

"It's really true, it's just built, it's a good person. I think the benefits are good, and I plan to make a fuss," Leng Xing said seriously.

"Is it true or false?" The other side immediately said half-believingly: "Even if there is, what's the best official organization to go to? Is it good to be a personal bodyguard for the female president?"

"It is unshirkable to serve the country"

"Just just pull it all!!" said the other end rolling her eyes.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore, I'll hang up beforehand." Leng Xing hung up the phone and stopped the squad and said, "Go to Qingyuan Community!"

On the other end of the phone, in a villa with extremely luxurious decoration, an old man with a naked upper body stretched slightly, and a crackling sound like fried beans suddenly came from his whole body.

The old man looked at least fifty or sixty years old, but his muscles showed no sign of slack. He looked better than many bodybuilders. He looked at the phone and murmured: "You guy dares to hang up my phone. Is your wings hard? Is this?"

He paused for a moment and looked at the sea view outside, touched his chin with a sexy beard and asked in confusion: "Is the news from the Central China Dragon Group true in South Africa?"

News about South Africa is blocked at home, but it has been rumored abroad, especially in the mercenary world!

The plague plan organized by North America is ready to catch fish in the chaotic situation. It was originally a feast of eating human blood. Whether it is arms sales, assassination missions or mercenary business, they will definitely prosper. They are private mercenaries and killers who have already been ready to fight and wait for the plague to break out.

As a result, such a large premeditated organization was pinned down!!

I don’t know where the news came from, but many people are rumoring that it was done by the Dragon Group in the Central China!

But as a former casual cultivator in central China, he knew very well, where did the dragon group come from in central China? That thing was created by yy who wrote online articles!

But the virus was analyzed, the ace warrior of the North American Super League fell, and the entire second group fell in South Africa. The Kagura Legion of the Red Sun also lost three group leaders and dozens of special ninjas. It seems that only the extraordinary forces in central China can do such a thing.

Has the official really made a breakthrough to convince those sects?

The old man suddenly became a little confused, it was unscientific

He still has information in Central China. How could he not receive any news about such a big thing?

But if Leng Xing didn't play tricks on him, with the number of extraordinary people in China, even if the official only wins one-third, the international situation may have changed a lot—

In the Qingyuan community, in the Wang family room, Huang Shao said with a serious look on his face: "Chengbo, tell me honestly, what's the trick with the game you asked me to check for you?"

Cheng Bo looked at Young Master Huang, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, what did my father ask me to check when I left the police station? Is there any dilemma?"

"It's not that it's a bit weird," Huang Shao frowned and said, "You said that the game called Xinghai is very popular on the Internet now, and the number of people queuing over one million is over. Many game media are reporting on it, and many operators want to contact that studio, but"

"But what?" Cheng Bo asked hurriedly.

"Can't contact!" Huang Shao shook his head and said, "No matter whether it is an operator or a large entertainment group like Penguin, you can't contact anyone if you want to discuss acquisition cooperation. This game has not applied for a commercial card. It has been half a year since the test was started. It is still in a state of no profit. Now I only know that this game is listed in a newly listed review company, but the operator has not been confirmed yet!"

"Just listed an evaluation company?" Cheng Bo said in surprise.

"Yes," Huang Shao also sighed: "Just listed a review company, now it has millions of traffic. The key is that this game is so pretentious that it keeps 98% of the players out. This is the first time I have seen how it can be made into a game."

Hearing Huang Shao's sour tone Cheng Bo smiled awkwardly. Their company made that game. Some time ago, they spent a lot of money to post four review companies and added advertising through relationships. As a result, the traffic volume is only 20,000, and no investors are willing to invest.

"But the artist in the game is really great. Those sets of screenshots made me think I was looking at the ultra-clear murals. Tsk, the details, the model, when I find out about that company, I must dig out their artists."

"Isn't it?" Cheng Bo smiled awkwardly. He had seen screenshots of this game before. To be honest, he thought his artist was pretty good before, but he was really afraid of comparison. This comparison is simply worse than his own.

"But your sister is missing. Uncle Wang asked you to check what this game is for?" Mr. Huang said curiously.

"I don't know" Wang Chengbo shook his head half-true and half-false. This was not a lie. He really didn't know. He only knew now that this game was definitely not a simple game.

"It's strange. Sister Mu is also asking me to help him check this game."

Mu Yunji? Wang Chengbo was shocked when he heard this name and said to himself: Sure enough, Dad is right

"Then Mr. Huang, can you please contact me for Chenxi review?"

"Do you think I didn't expect it?" Huang Shao gave him a blank look and said, "The boss of Chenxi Review is very terrible now. The company's company can contact the studio on the market. Now the company's door is almost overwhelmed by some operators, but the boss has been reluctant to let go and earns a lot of traffic by relying on the exclusive strategy column authorized by this game. Now the traffic is almost surpassing the top domestic review companies!"

Just as I was talking, a ringtone of a phone that made people get goosebumps suddenly rang

Oh~ Come on! I'm so hot that I'm going to sleep. I love to chew my hands and sprinkle my smacks into my sm, and ohmy ass! I love to use the lace cup in seconds, and it's awed!

Oh love do consciousness, atrophy!

I made a bend for you!

Scarlet!!

After hearing this, Wang Chengbo quickly took out his cell phone.

Young Master Huang stared at him blankly: "You actually use such a disgusting song as the ringtone?"

"Xiaoqian likes it," Cheng Bo replied with some guilt: "And it's not disgusting, at least I won the award."

Mr. Huang: “Haha!”

"Hey? Who?"

Cheng Bo answered the phone and asked, "There was no name on the caller ID, or the number in the Magic City. He didn't remember that he had an acquaintance."

"Wang Gou, is Wang Xiaojia's brother?"
Chapter completed!