Chapter 201 Who Are You?

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

"Are you dissatisfied with the job I arranged for you, old man?" He asked in a carefree tone.

"Well, I found a new job," Leng Xing said lightly.

"New job? What kind of job can I find for you, the old man?" The old man on the other end of the phone asked: "The monthly salary is 100,000, including food and housing, and the benefits are stable. The most important thing is that the object of protection is still such an upturned Girl, and sitting on a family property of a listed group, this kind of welfare work, other people can't ask for it, the starting point is a royal city template, can you tell me what new job you are looking for that can compare with this?"

"Huazhong Dragon Team!"

"Pfft!!" There was an obvious tone of choking on the water: "What?"

"Huazhong Dragon Team!" Leng Xing frowned and repeated, did he not speak clearly enough?

"Fucking Huazhong Dragon Team!!" The other side suddenly said angrily: "Are you kidding me? Then this kind of old-fashioned novel plots come to ignore you, master? Old man, when I read online articles, your father still A sperm!"

"It's true, it was just built, and it's just sending people. I think the benefits are good, so I plan to go play around," Leng Xing said seriously.

"Is it true or not?" The other side suddenly doubted: "Even if there is, what's the use of this kind of official organization, is there any power to serve as the female president's personal bodyguard?"

"Serving the country is a duty"

"Just bullshit!!" The other end rolled his eyes and said.

"Okay, stop talking, I hung up beforehand." Leng Xing hung up the phone and stopped a taxi and said, "Go to Qingyuan Community!"

On the other end of the phone, in an extremely luxuriously decorated villa, an old man with his upper body naked stretched slightly, and suddenly there was a sound like crackling fried beans from all over his body.

The old man looked to be in his fifties or sixties at least, but his muscles showed no signs of relaxation, and he looked better than many bodybuilders. He looked at the phone and murmured: "You brat, how dare you hang up on me? The wings are stiff, is this?"

After a pause, he looked at the sea view outside, touched the sexy beard on his chin and asked in doubt: "Is the news from South Africa of the Huazhong Dragon Group true?"

News about South Africa is blocked in the country, but it has already spread abroad, especially in the mercenary world!

The plague plan organized by the North American side, the major forces are ready to take advantage of the chaotic situation. It was originally a feast of eating human blood steamed buns. Whether it is arms sales, assassination missions or mercenary business, it will definitely As a result of the chaos and prosperity, these private mercenaries and killer forces have long been gearing up to wait for the plague to break out

As a result, such a large and premeditated organization was pinched abruptly! !

I don't know where the news came from, but many people are spreading rumors that the Huazhong Dragon Group did it!

But as a casual cultivator in Central China, he is very clear, where did the dragon group come from in Central China? That thing came out of YY who wrote an online article!

But the virus was analyzed, the ace fighter Blade of the North American Extraordinary Legion fell, and the entire second group was planted in South Africa. Only the extraordinary forces in Central China can do this kind of thing

Did the officials really make a breakthrough to convince those sects?

The old man suddenly became a little puzzled, it's unscientific

He still has information in Central China, how could he not receive any news about such a big event?

But if that brat Leng Xing didn't play him, with the number of Transcendents in Central China, even if the official only got one-third of them, the international situation might change a lot.”

In Qingyuan community, in Wang's house, Young Master Huang said solemnly: "Cheng Bo, tell me honestly, what's so tricky about the game you asked me to check for you?"

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

"It's not that hard, it's just a little 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 up exceeds one million. Many game media are reporting on it, and there are also many operators. Shang wants to contact that studio, but”

"But what?" Cheng Bo asked hastily.

"I can't get in touch!" Huang Shao shook his head and said, "Whether it's the operator or a large entertainment group like Penguin, they can't get in touch with anyone who wants to talk about acquisitions and cooperation. It’s been half a year and it’s still unprofitable, and now I only know that the game is listed on a review company that just went public, but the operator hasn’t been confirmed yet!”

"Just a review company listed?" Cheng Bo asked in amazement.

"Yes." Huang Shao also sighed: "Just listing a review company now has millions of traffic, the key is that this game is so pretentious that it shuts out 98% of the players. This is the first time I have seen that a game can be done like this.”

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 hang up four evaluation companies, and added advertisements through their relationships. As a result, the number of people is only 20,000. , and no investor is willing to invest

"But the game's art is really awesome. Those screenshots make me think I'm looking at a super-clear mural. Tsk tsk, those details, that model, when I find out about that company, I must dig them out artist"

"Really?" Cheng Bo smiled awkwardly. He had seen the screenshots of this game before. To be honest, he used to think that his art was pretty good, but he was really afraid of comparisons. Not as good.

"But your sister is missing, what did Uncle Wang ask you to check this game for?" Huang Shao asked curiously.

"I don't know." Wang Chengbo shook his head half-truthfully. This is not a lie. He really doesn't know. He only knows that this game is definitely not a simple game.

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

Mu Yunji? Wang Chengbo's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name, and he thought to himself: Sure enough, Dad is right

"Then Young Master Huang, could you please contact me for Chen Xi's evaluation?"

"Do you think I didn't expect that?" Huang Shaobai glanced at him and said, "The boss of the company in Chenxi Reviews is very creepy now. He is the only one in the market who can contact the studio of this game. Now this company is about to be operated by some people." The store is overcrowded, but the boss of that company has been refusing to leak the word, insisting on earning a lot of traffic by relying on the exclusive strategy column authorized by this game, and now the traffic is almost surpassing those top review companies in China!"

While talking, a phone ringing that made goose bumps suddenly rang

Oh ah ~ come on! It's so hot that I come to sleep in two, my hands love to gnaw fo and sprinkle my holes on the maggots, Oh my buttocks! Love seconds using lace cups, wilting!

oh love do consciousness, wilt!

Made a bend for you fo!

wilting! !

After Wang Chengbo heard the voice, he quickly took out his mobile phone.

Huang Shao looked at him in a daze: "You actually use such a disgusting song as a ring tone?"

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

Young Master Huang: "Hehe!"

"Hello? Which one?"

Cheng Bo answered the phone and asked. There was no name on the caller ID, but it was the number of Shanghai. He didn't remember that he had an acquaintance in Shanghai.

"Excuse me, is this Wang Chengbo?" There was obviously a trace of youthful nervousness on the other end of the phone.

"Um, yes, you are?"