Relying on the fame of "moving position", Mo Chuchen casually caught millions of circulating coins, and withdrew from the copy with deep merit and fame.

At this moment, the members in the hall are covered with dark clouds, and their mouths are still scolding, some of these people hate "positioning", and some are members who support "positioning" by doing things, they thought they could make a fortune by moving position, but they didn't expect to move but every time they came against their expectations.

After a long time, some members began to wonder if the "move" should be a match-fixing, right? .

If you want to be another member, you will definitely not think like that, but in the face of the brazen account of "Move", everyone can't help but believe this inner thought.

"Don't let me find out who it is, or I'll let that grandson never think about messing around here for the rest of his life!" A few monsters patrolled the hall angrily, and they specifically picked out those monsters with thieves and rat eyes to see (ugly monsters have a value bonus, and there is no way to do it) For Mo Chuchen who is not threatening, they just look at it and walk by.

Looking at the circulating coins in the account, Mo Chuchen quit the game satisfied, and threw the "moving" account card to the pigeon spirit.

"Don't play, it's boring, here you go."

"Huh?" The pigeon spirit raised her hand to catch the membership card, and when she looked up, all she could see was the back of a young youkai.

"I'll go! It's turned upside down, and it's back! The pigeon spirit looked down at the account card in her hand, and after realizing that this thing was "out of position", she couldn't help but feel emotional.

At first, she didn't pay much attention to the god player who held the "move", but now that she thinks about it, that person seems to be quite handsome? I knew I should have taken a group photo!

The pigeon spirit thought regretfully as he casually threw his account card into ...... drawer.

After leaving the gladiatorial arena, Mo Chuchen found an ordinary Internet café.

The café is large, three floors long, with a light blue and light pink layout, decorated with greenery between the machines, and the wide blue glass windows are slightly open, and the wind chimes hanging from the windows occasionally make a clear and pleasant sound with the wind.

Mo Chuchen snorted, the demonic aura of this Internet café is very light, it is obvious that it is an Internet café opened by a pure human being, and the people who patronize the Internet café are also simple human beings.

Mo Chuchen used someone else's identity number to open a machine, and when passing by other machines, he could see many children under the age of 15 who were engrossed in scolding each other on a post bar website.

The scolding post is also interesting.,I don't know who wrote a lot of opinion posts about L City is actually a monster.,As a result, the children of L City who don't know the truth are dissatisfied.,One by one, they opened their accounts to post the landlord.。

[The landlord is paranoid! I can't get used to seeing our L city infrastructure good! I've got to say we're all monsters, phew! 】

[If there is a monster in L City, I must exchange experiences with the landlord tonight! ] 】

Looking at those words, Mo Chuchen smiled dumbly, the reason why L City is so calm is really related to the fact that all the monsters pretend to be humans, because they don't know the existence of monsters, the humans in L City can live in this monster capital with a leisurely attitude.

Mo Chuchen found a box and went in, the list of this Internet café has fruits, pastries, drinks, bedding and other items for sale, the prices range from eleven to twenty, Mo Chuchen ordered some food, turned on the computer, and inquired about the original owner and the Bond company.

On the bright side, Bond is just a game company and a micro-daily necessities company, and it is well received by players at home and abroad.

But in fact, the top management of their company is full of "witchers" with the purpose of killing all the monsters, and the Bond Company is just one of the tools for them to achieve their goals, and there are many powerful forces in the Bond Company.

And the original owner's social circle is not wide, just as an ordinary person. Have so many close friends and customers who are in contact with each other, Party A and Party B and the like.

In the past few years, the business focus of Bond Company has all shifted to the pear country, and most of the players are happy, thinking that Bond Games has finally paid attention to the huge market of the pear country, and only people in the circle understand, where is this important game market? It's clearly to prepare for the encirclement and suppression of monsters.

After watching it for a long time, Mo Chuchen felt a trace of sleepiness, he did not specifically dispel the feeling of exhaustion, but put away his demonic energy and fell into a deep sleep in the state of an ordinary person.

The Internet café is not quiet, the sound of calling friends and tapping on the keyboard is almost its inherent background music, the air in the box is not bad, there are windows open, and if it is in the aisle, the smell of smoke is not very good.

Nothing happened overnight, and the next day, the news was pushed on the computer page of the Internet café, and the news of the death of the regional manager of Bond Games on the road was transmitted to almost every computer.

The loyal players of Bond Games were shocked one by one, although they didn't know any managers, but they were all gamers, and they expressed their concern and concern about such a thing at Bond Games.

The concern here is about whether the new copy of the game will be delayed due to a car accident or something like that.

Mo Chuchen has lived in L City for a full week in a low-key manner, and the low-level monsters are still very friendly to humans, and their life patterns are no different from ordinary people.

The only difference is that the evil cultivators and some foreign monsters, they are usually very unscrupulous and flamboyant, this week's time, Mo Chuchen took advantage of the situation to solve the three local evil cultivators who were doing things and seven or eight monsters who fled here to settle down and wanted to destroy the peace here.

However, this is also a bit of a disadvantage, and the monsters who don't know the truth were taken aback, thinking that there was an alien in L City specifically targeting monsters, and for a while, they all trembled.

The reason why Mo Chuchen hid in L City and did not appear as a human was actually a last resort, the original owner may not know that when he joined Bond Games, his soul had already signed a contract with Bond Games, and in normal times, he might just be an ordinary human being.

But once Bond Games is in need, ordinary humans will immediately become puppets sent to death in minutes, which was originally a master-servant contract for monsters in the ancient immortal cultivation world, and now, this contract has become varied, and it is not only used to deal with monsters.

Because of this contract, if Mo Chuchen leaves, the original owner is afraid that he will continue to take the dog when he comes back, so he sneaked into L City, planning to release the original owner and destroy the contract in L City.

Destroying the contract will attract the attention of Bond Games, but if the coordinates are in L City, their suspicion will be shifted from the original owner to the monsters.

At that time, everyone's eyes will be focused on immortal cultivators, humans, and monsters.

Contacting the contract, since Mo Chuchen thought so, he would naturally do the same, and on the third day of staying in L City, he unceremoniously destroyed the contract.

It's all very unkind to Bond Games.,It's okay to call people as social animals.,And trick people into signing soul contracts.,Is this using people as mules?。

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In the headquarters of Bond Games, the only contract in the pile of broken paper suddenly shattered without warning, and the fine fragments were mixed in the pile of paper, and the original appearance was not visible.

The old man in the suit, who was originally looking at the situation, frowned, his eyes were full of deep worry and doubt, he threw the flowers out of his hand, pretended to look at it a few times, and his face eroded by the years had more wrinkles, these ravines were traces given to him by the years, hiding the wisdom and insight unique to the old man.

This makes the old man in the suit look very wise, and the employees who come and go around look at the old man with respect and fear.

"How's it going, Mr. Wise?" The blonde boy in the ancient crown prince dress walked over, his deep eyes were sharp and compelling, and his curved hooked nose was like a sharp sickle.

"It's still dead, but unlike the previous batch of employees, this person named Yan Jingtian destroyed the contract in the L city district, and it is likely that he was tortured for a few days before he died after being taken away by the monster." The old man in the black suit named Mr. Wise looked at pity and sympathy: "These monsters are really evil, and in order to give an explanation to the sacrificed employees, we can't let them go no matter what." ”

"Yes, poor Mr. Yan, I don't know what kind of life he is living these days, his experience is really sympathetic." The hook-nosed boy's eyes flashed, and he shouted angrily: "It's a pity, Mr. Yan's family is not a good person, every day downstairs in the company to ask for explanations, to compensate, my God, 20 million compensation, they think of it."

Mr. Yan didn't kill him on purpose, what's the use of these insatiable mortals who have no cultivation foundation asking for so much money? . ”

"Okay, Richard, when someone dies of their son, it's a matter of course to be angry, don't be too angry, the matter of compensation has already been decided, 100,000 yuan can't be more."

Mr. Wise was not affected at all, and his old face was calm and calm: "Poor Mr. Yan." ”

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It turned out that since the car accident broke out, the families of the employees who were killed were very emotional, and they shouted for compensation from Bond Games.

However, Bond Games secretly found its own relationship and pressed the compensation from the single price of 5 million per person to 100,000 per person.

How is it possible for the family to accept such compensation? They couldn't get angry, and every day they pulled a banner at the door of the headquarters of Bond Games and scolded and scolded this kind of immoral thing to make dead people's money.

The parents of the original owner were also one of those people, and they really couldn't understand why their son was separated from him forever after just a business trip.

They didn't know where to go to ask for an explanation, and their anger and grief could only be confronted by Bond Games, which maliciously lowered the compensation at this time.

Of course, the angry family members are shouldering the burden, and the lives of their relatives are only 100,000 yuan? Is this treating people like beggars? Or should you send wild dogs?.

It's not that the angry family members didn't want to make trouble on the online platform, but their heels were all mortals, and their energy was not as strong as that of immortal cultivators, and all the posts they made were lost in the sea, and they didn't cause any movement.

On the Internet, everyone is still mourning for the deceased, but none of them know what Bond Games has done in private, even if someone comes to interview, the cultivators will make a layout in advance to hide these bad sides.

"How?" Father Yan looked at his wife who almost fainted under the sun, hurriedly found a bottle of mineral water, and carefully helped his wife drink the water.

"I can hold on, alas! I heard that the pear country has sent someone to investigate this matter, but I don't know what the result is. ”

Yan's mother's old face was a little more tired, her black hair was mixed with a few strands of white, and in the recent past, for her son's affairs, she has been running around day and night, and her health has already been seriously overdrawn.

What supports her now is a wave of anger and sadness, and she wants to ask for an explanation for her son, that's all.

It's just that this matter is really difficult for them with ordinary family backgrounds, and they can't compare to Bond Games Company in terms of money, and in terms of public opinion, the company has a firm grasp of the right to speak.

They're the victims, but they're worse off than rats living in the sewers.

Angry, how can you not be angry? All the people present were burning with anger in their hearts, and they did everything to make trouble, for the sake of justice.

But this kind of justice is really vulnerable in the face of huge capital, and it is as fragile as a mirror.

"There's a phone call!." Yan's father picked up his old man's mobile phone, since Yan Jingtian had an accident, he hadn't heard his phone, relatives and friends came to greet him one by one, and then the conversation changed to persuade him not to fight with Bond Games.

Now Father Yan is really very worried about the phone call, and every time he answers the phone, he has an illusion of being uncomfortable.

"Who?" Looking at the unfamiliar mobile phone number, Yan's father thought for half a minute before he reluctantly picked up the phone.

"It's me! I'm not dead!. A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, but it made Yan's father's expression gradually shocked.

How familiar that voice was.

Once, they thought that they had been separated from this voice forever, but they didn't expect to receive a call in a blink of an eye.

"What's going on?" Father Yan immediately lowered his voice, he knew where he was, and he didn't proclaim it loudly.

"I'm not dead, I'm in L City, I'll go back in a few days, don't make trouble, about this business trip, it's actually a cat, I'll talk about it when I go back." After the voice was hurriedly explained, he hung up, and what was left for Yan's father was a busy sound from the mobile phone.

"Gone!" Father Yan carefully recalled the voice he heard on the phone, the background was not quiet, as if he was in some downtown area.

It's just that you still speak in a low voice in the downtown area? I think something must have happened to his son.

"What's going on?" Yan's mother looked puzzled, why did her wife change her attitude when she answered the phone? .

"Something is wrong." Yan's father thought about it for a while and decided to wait until he got home to say that his son was not dead.