Zhao Donghui felt that he was very wronged, and still said in a soft tone: "Biao...... Brother Biao, it's me. ”

Xie Sanbiao said impatiently: "Which grandson are you?" ”

"I'm Zhao Donghui from Hongwu Casino." Zhao Donghui held back the fire in his stomach and said secretly: "The dog fights the human power, if it weren't for the head of Tang, I would have to look at your face?" ”

"It turned out to be this grandson!" When Xie Sanbiao heard that it was from Hongwu Casino, he didn't have a good face, and said in a cold tone: "You are idle in the middle of the night, and you are messy and teasing Lao Tzu, causing me deep mental distress and increased blood pressure. Zhao Donghui, you are responsible for this. ”

"What am I responsible for! You're so vexatious. Zhao Donghui felt that he was a short fart - he breathed in a low voice, and was even reprimanded by Xie Sanbiao, the green tendons on his forehead couldn't help jumping, and he shouted loudly: "I'm all for the good of your Flying Bird Group, those are all news releases, insulting the address of your Flying Bird Group, you can do it yourself." ”

"Hmph, when will the Bird Regiment need your help?" Xie Sanbiao scolded: "It's really his grandmother's dog who is nosy with rats, I think you are a bad gourd of a fortune-telling old man - there is a ghost in his belly, help us fly birds, and you don't care about the public to look in the mirror and see if your face is blushing." Our bird group dealt with this bit of, and Zhang Fei ate bean sprouts -- a piece of cake. ”

"You, you!" Zhao Donghui trembled angrily, but he didn't expect the hot face to stick to the cold buttocks.

Xie Sanbiao didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and hung up the phone directly.

With the destruction of the Dragonship by the Birds, the number of members has also increased rapidly.

Since ancient times, it has been the icing on the cake, and the Flying Bird Regiment is now in power, and the Wolf Tooth Party and some small organizations and societies have also spontaneously joined the battle in order to curry favor with the Flying Bird Regiment.

The pressure on the reporters suddenly doubled, not only did the posts they send out quickly drown in the forum, but even if they surfaced, they were scolded for not being good.

The next day, the sky was bright, and Ren Wujianba, who was comfortably lying in the high-end room of the Huanyu Building, was woken up by the phone.

Sleepy-eyed pressed the answer button, and after listening for a few seconds, his eyes widened and he shouted, "Nani! Then he rolled out of bed.

Looking at the phone again, there are already more than 10 missed calls and more than 20 unread messages.

Ren Wujian patted his head vigorously, recalling the whole experience of last night, after having dinner with the Emperor of Martial Arts at the Xingyao Imperial City Hotel, the two returned to the superior room of the Huanyu Mansion early.

The cold made Rokuyome physically and mentally exhausted, so he asked the waiter to bring medicine, took a shower and went to bed early.

I slept very well this night, and I didn't have any nightmares, because the drug has a sleep-inducing effect, and I didn't hear the phone ringing.

Open the unread information box, the first message was sent at 11:23 in the evening, after opening, it read: "Six generations, I'm Xiaoquan Chujiro, request network resources, the vitality of Lingjiang City netizens is too strong!" ”

Ren Wujian flipped through the information again and again and looked down: "God damn it, this group of pigs is actually insulting the Emperor of Martial Arts, Ren Wujun, they all deserve to die, and the entire Flying Bird Regiment deserves to die." ”

"The situation of the Boundless Forum is about to get out of control, the six generations, we miscalculated, the Chinese network plate would not have helped us to speak, they have taken advantage of the right time, place and people, you open the pickle melon network and take a look, the group of people above is really crazy!"

"It's useless to talk about frustration. Can a nation of such a high level of ours be defeated lightly? In my dictionary, there is no such thing as failure. Ren Wujian wrote down the name of the pickled melon network and continued to look down.

At 1:05 a.m., the leader of the news team sent this message: "It's so hateful, I'm going to write a report and post their bad attitude on the Internet." Lord Rokuyome, I'm a reporter for the Japanese News Television. Within 20 minutes, a group of people rushed in, snatched my notebook and interview diary, threw my glasses on the ground and smashed them, and most importantly, they hit me on the nose. Oh my God, my handsome nose, you must do justice to us. ”

"This group of barbarians dares to use force, is it true that there is no one in my ninja martial arts group? If it weren't for the fact that the members of the ninja martial arts group would not be in Lingjiang City now, ......" After Ren Wujian Bafang finished speaking, he kicked open the bedroom door, twisted his eyebrows and muttered: "It turns out that there is really no one in Lingjiang City." What really happened at night? ”

Ren Wujian Bafang took a glass of water from the water dispenser, and sat on the brown-red imitation wooden chair with some anxiety, he knew in his heart that this group of reporters were all very psychological, good at improvisation, and dealing with all kinds of emergencies. Suddenly sending so much information, it is really counterintuitive, there is a faint feeling of unease, take a deep breath of the heating from the central air conditioner blowing into the room, split skin lips into a straight line, staring at bloodshot eyes, continue to look at the information below.

"Stop them. Lord Liudaime, I don't know who posted the news in the Tiger Pounce Forum in Japanese language, saying that the Hell Prison Emperor was invincible to the Emperor of Martial Arts, and he was incognito after being defeated! They also say that the Emperor of Martial Arts admits that the Crime Club of the Soviet State is the most despicable organization. This is sowing discord. I'll send you the address, find a hacker to hack this forum. ”

Ren Wujian broke out in a cold sweat and looked at it carefully, this was issued at two o'clock in the morning today.

"Not good!" Ren Wujian couldn't sit still, Huo Ran got up and walked around the room.

Regardless of the crime club or the three major families in the United States, the ninja group is not afraid of offending, but hell is the forbidden place in his heart, and it is a place that cannot be touched.

Even with the help of the Emperor of Martial Arts, the six generations are not sure of victory. At that time, Huo Lie, the ruthless demon king, was rampant and domineering in the Wa Kingdom, which gave the ninja group a special headache.

After Huo Lie left, the domineering demon king Lu Ba went to the Wa Kingdom again, and deliberately asked the ninja group to cooperate.

Six generations have seen the skills of the two, both of them are rare, hard-to-find masters in the world, and no one in the entire Wa Kingdom will be their opponent except for the Emperor of Martial Arts.

Lu Ba once said that he and Huo Lie's skills are not the strongest, the seven demon kings, the eighteen prison envoys, each of them has extraordinary skills, among which Jing Huaiying is the strongest, so strong that it is difficult for Lu Ba and Huo Lie to defeat him together.

In all the hell, the most powerful is the Prison Emperor.

Lu Ba didn't know how strong the prison emperor's methods were, he only understood that he was a peerless figure who would not come out for ten thousand years. In the history of celebrities in the world, find a celebrity, and your growth experience will be different, and many people's lives can become legends.

However, the legends of these people are too ordinary compared to the prison emperor.

Listening to Lu Ba's meaning, Jing Tianwei can no longer describe the prison emperor, there is a word missing in the dictionary, a unique word, this word is specially set for the prison emperor.

Ren Wujian has a lot of contact with people in hell, but whether it is a tattoo or a ghost, a hall master or a demon king, there are many people with unique personalities and arrogant personalities, but without exception, all of them admire the prison emperor.

Although the Emperor of Martial Arts is powerful, I am afraid that he will still be much inferior to the Emperor of Prison.

"I need to explain to hell." Ren Wujian picked up his mobile phone, and just wanted to contact Huo Lie, when he suddenly thought of Andre. The message that Pknovsky said last night, hesitated for a moment, and put the phone down.

If Huo Lie had really been killed by Tang Yulan, what could he do if he had called to send wreaths? This is simply a joke, if Hell lets the ninja group take the lead, how can he shirk it against the Asuka group itself?

"What a headache!" Ren Wujian took a sip of warm water, continued to flip through it, and when he saw the last piece of information, his eyes lit up. Because this is sent from Chinese.

"Haha, Waguo Pig, this idiot reporter has been captured by us, and your plot is bankrupt. If you want to live, come and lick my ass...... Fat head six. ”

Ren Wujian scolded angrily: "Dead fat head, Lao Tzu chop off your pig's head!" After a few circles in the room like a headless fly, he suddenly stopped and said, "No, I'm going to look on the Internet." ”

There is a computer in the bedroom, a quad-core processor, a plague dead eight system, thirteen seconds to boot, open the web page, search for news, it took less than a minute.

Ren Wujian Bafang not only speaks Chinese well, but also admires ancient Chinese culture very much, and has carefully studied Chinese, read "Analects", read "Historical Records", and tasted "Three Kingdoms". Not to mention simplified characters, even the commonly used traditional Chinese characters are all known, and there is no obstacle to reading.

As soon as I opened the six-degree post bar, I clicked on two news at random, and the news on them surprised Ren Wujian.

On the home page of the post bar, a post bar called "Those things between me and the emperor" is located in the top left corner of the key recommended position.

Ren Wujian stared at the screen in all directions, there were already more than 700 titles in the post bar, and he casually flipped a few pages back, and found that these messages were all released after ten o'clock last night.

Ren Wujian opened a few directories and looked at them.

According to his description, last night, there was a young man who called himself the Emperor of Martial Arts, speaking fluent Chinese to scrub the bath, with more than a dozen followers behind him, which attracted a lot of attention from passers-by. Because of the language barrier, or the natural bad taste of the Japanese people, they actually walked to the girls' bath, and provoked a few old ladies with faces like orange peels to call out their innocence and lose.

Looking down, it was released by the mathematics teacher of the second class of the third grade of Shunkang Primary School on Yuhua Street, and his words were very fierce, pointing out that children below the third grade had recently lost their property one after another, and a certain child who was in the business of a commissary was even stolen by the Emperor of Martial Arts with a huge fortune of six yuan and seven cents plus an Aspel lollipop.

Ren Wujian, who was about to be angry, closed the six-degree post bar and opened the pickle melon community, and the first news he saw was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"In the Swan Lake Garden Community, the road cleaner aunt picked up the half-eaten Kenda chicken burger from the side of the road, and was about to take it home to feed the dog, but was accidentally snatched away by the young man with a sanitary beard, according to the aunt's recollection, the person with the sanitary beard spoke Chinese, and seemed to mention something ignorant."