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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Three

When Wang Feng heard this, he was happy, "Okay, okay, it's best to protect yourself, then I'm really devoted to it."

Kalida gritted her teeth. This guy was getting more and more courageous. He even dared to tease him. If he hadn't known that he had always been in this style, he had to educate him. But today, he could not use his previous attitude. The entire Rose Temple, who really understood her, looked around. In fact, only Wang Feng, and even Lan Tian was just executing orders. The guy in front of him fully understood, and his standards were very accurate, and his style was completely inconsistent with his age.

He made runes, potions, and casting. He couldn't beat him. It seemed that he couldn't. Moreover, he formed gangs around him. Kalida knew that this guy had a secret, but who had no secrets? One thing, Kalida knew that although he was not from a good background, he was really sincere in treating the temple.

"You, after all, are the president of the Autonomous Council now. Don't speak so improperly in the future." Kalida shook her head.

If it were someone else, it would be impossible for Wang Feng to gain trust no matter what he did. However, Kalida was not an ordinary person. Her own rebellion was beyond imagination, and she had a set of criteria for judging people. Since Wang Feng had such ability, she would have to see how much he could do.

Originally, there was no need to report to Wang Feng for awarding merits, but Kalida did it. Two considerations were indeed worthy of commendation, and it was also a protection for Wang Feng. On the other hand, it was also a spur. This guy was good at everything, but he was too lazy and would never take the initiative if he could be lazy. In fact, after such a riot, the Nine Gods Empire would not take action in a short period of time.

Of course, this won't tell Wang Feng that this person will scare the deterrent, otherwise he will not be able to take care of it at all.

When Lao Wang saw that Kalida did not scold him, he was a little uncomfortable. Alas, it seems that Dage is also conquered by his own charm. He immediately smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Dage, I understand!"

"What do you understand?" Kalida glanced at him, with a little unpleasant premonition.

"The mission is over, I will retire after success!" Lao Wang said without any nostalgia: "I, Wang Feng, is Da Ge's man, dies, Da Ge's ghost, and the power is as powerful as me. Tomorrow, I will quit the president and give it to the person Da Ge's favorite..."

"You...!" Kalida was amused and crying: "The president's election was a public vote. Now you are elected, you are you. Besides, everyone knows that I support you in the election. At this time, let alone let go, what are you thinking?"

"Ah, Da Ge, it turns out that you chose me from the beginning. I knew that even if the world misunderstood me, you understand me the most." Old Wang became slutty, and it was fun to tease Da Ge.

Kalida really wanted to beat him up so that he could understand why the flowers were so red, but... it seemed that the previous preparations would not have such an opportunity. Think about it, what is he now?

Kalida's confidant, president of the Autonomous Association, and the recipient of the two medals. Not to mention the rumors from the outside world, anyone knows that Wang Feng is her spokesperson. If there is something wrong with Wang Feng, then the biggest responsibility will be Kalida.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly both sides understood that they had no idea what was ahead. This was the reason why Lao Wang was proud. In fact, Lao Wang's mind only reacted after receiving the medal for a while.

Death Rose may be cruel to the enemy, but she has only verbal skills to her own people, especially those who have fought and shed blood for her, and with Yan Ruoyu's evidence, she has only verbal skills to herself.

Haha, Xiao Dada, the situation has reversed.

Kalida ignored Wang Feng's stern and provocation, and changed into a calm tone: "You can sit in the position of the President of the Autonomous Association, which is convenient for management. This also represents the face of Rose and me. You not only have to do it, but also do it well!"

"Don't worry, since this is your face, I must do it well!"

Kalida nodded, and a slightly upturned smile hung on the corner of her mouth: "The position of the president also means power. I heard that you have made great achievements in the Potion Academy recently, right?"

A new round of game has begun. Of course, Kalida will no longer use any threatening tricks to Wang Feng, but she knows that this person has weaknesses, such as greed for money!

Lao Wang tightened his bag: "I am wronged, Da Ge, who is spreading rumors and causing trouble behind the scenes? This is simply a huge injustice!"

"As I said last time, that incident was purely due to my guilt towards the Potion Academy!" Lao Wang shouted: "Authentic, I was thinking of a win-win situation at the beginning, and it was also considered to be a use of the recipe's remaining energy to help Da Ge make some money! But who would have thought that although I invented this potion, it could not be sold as an authentic version, and it would be difficult for me!"

Kalida smiled and watched Wang Feng perform, "I heard that you have a good relationship with the orcs, and the Eight Tribes are not bad either, it's like a fish in water."

"Ahem, aren't this all serving the people?"

"Okay, don't say strange things. As long as you don't infringe on the interests of the church, I don't care what I want. But it's not easy to achieve results in the position of president. You have to do your best!"

...

After leaving the principal's office, Wang Feng was much more cheerful. Dage was finally conquered by his charm. Alas, when he thought of leaving, Dage was a little crying all day long... It was so cool.

The Black Iron Bar is undoubtedly the fastest and safest channel for Lao Wang to monetize at present, and he also attaches great importance to it. Taikun said that there was an important person to see him at night, and what was mysterious and mysterious. He thought that Taikun was the orc head here.

It seems that today's meeting was either Hongmen Banquet or opportunity, and wealth was touching. Since he came here, Lao Wang has felt the malice of this world, and he seemed to have forgotten to bring the protagonist's halo.

But he still has to go. After all, Fugui is in danger and may have to expand the market scope. This is definitely not something that Taikun can decide.

As usual during the day, I wandered around and when I went to the training hall in the afternoon, I heard Fantesy talk about Rachel.

It seemed that Rachel was looking for him and wanted to start over with him, but was rejected by Asiba. Although Asiba had insomnia for this, she still refused.

Lao Wang was also very pleased. How did he sing that song? A stupid child will eventually grow up and can refuse the beauty who took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. This time, Asiba not only really realized it, but also really grew up.

However, Fantesey also mentioned another thing, saying that Rachel was having a hard time in the gunhouse. Rachel begged Fantesey to ask Wang Feng not to deal with her for the sake of his once-night favor.

"What do you think?" Lao Wang asked with a smile.

"Forget it." Fantesey's eyes did not have much hesitation and entanglement, but felt like he was letting go: "No matter what, she used to be my first love, of course, we don't need to help her on purpose."

Wang Feng photographed Fantesy, "Asie, all experiences in life are inevitable, there is no need to hate or regret, there must be something better waiting for you later."

Fantsey thought, "Afeng, I think you have become much handsome after becoming the president."

"Fantasy, come here, it's your turn!" Heiwukai shouted not far away. Heiwukai was a little obsessed with training them when he was fine. Perhaps geniuses always had quirks.

At night, the orcs were waiting for Wang Feng at the entrance of the temple. The last assassination happened, probably because of Lao Wang's safety. Now, if there is something to do with Taikun, it will be picked up and dropped off for the whole trip.

Sitting in a specific orc cart, there were five big and thick master bodyguards like Long Er, who accompanied him throughout the whole process. Lao Wang felt full of security.

After a few days of coming, the business of the Black Iron Bar became even more popular. The lobby was swaying. Not to mention empty seats, there were almost no place to go. Moreover, there were obviously more humans. Tae Kum could be seen everywhere in the "Kuangji" series of banners and sales slogans. The noise in his ears was full of noise. Accompanied by the explosive music, the strong smell of wine was floating in the air.

Long Er directly led Lao Wang into Taikun's office inside, closed the door, and the noise outside immediately blocked most of the noise.

The office is not big. Two tall orcs leaned against the long cabinet at the door, looking at Wang Feng with a smile. The atmosphere is pretty good. It seems that the possibility of Hongmen Banquet is relatively small....Are you really that attractive?

Lao Wang felt that these two people looked a little kind-faced, but the orcs' facial features were a bit difficult for humans to distinguish. Those who stood like this were all small men, so Lao Wang didn't care.

On the main seat in front of the desk, there was a gray-haired orc sitting on his back. Taikun stood beside him, lowering his body and talking to him something.

Hearing the sound of the door opening here, Taikun smiled and straightened his waist. The swivel chair in the main position also slowly turned around, revealing his true body. He was an orc elder with a kind face.

Old Wang widened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and subconsciously pointed at him with his finger: "Hey, you are..."

"Don't be fine, Brother Wang." The orc elder said with a smile: "We're meeting again."

Another familiar one!

Lao Wang patted his head and suddenly recalled that this was the old orc who helped him pull a car once, by the way, he helped them get rid of the siege on the street!

He used to be dressed in a torn dress, but now he has changed into a suit of clothes and he almost doesn't recognize him.

Damn, is this a big shot?

Is there anyone who is a big shot like this? He even goes to pull a cart. Do you think you are the leader of the Beggars' Sect? By the way, what's his name?
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