(After a break of n months, please be sure to read the apology statement in the work, there are some reasons in it, as well as the relevant matters of the subsequent novel.) Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info)

Wu Meng's fluffy but supple black hair reflected a faint light under the white fluorescent lamp in the living room, and her black eyes revealed a light that was incomprehensible to ordinary people. She tilted her little head, as if thinking about something, her two small eyebrows furrowed slightly, stared at the TV for a long time before shifting her gaze to Fang Wuwei, and then said slowly:

"I don't know who that dark shadow is, but I'm wondering, should we kill the Golden Fried Chicken first?"

As soon as the words fell, a "hiss" sound instantly sounded in the empty living room, and Fang Wuwei gasped first. Immediately afterwards, Shangguan Aolin stumbled and issued a "Huh?!" The voice of surprise.

If Shangguan Aolin was stared at by Zheng Koumao just now, goosebumps had already stood up on his back. So when this little girl said this sentence casually, Shangguan Aolin's suit had already been pierced with goosebumps. Although this mushroom-headed little sister looks "innocent", it is even more shocking when such a cute little Lori makes a dangerous declaration with an unquestionable tone.

Shangguan Aolin's back kept breaking out in a cold sweat, and he looked at Fang Wuwei with a little wistfulness, wanting to find a sense of security from this landlord who had a relatively "good" relationship with him.

Fang Wuwei glanced at Shangguan Aolin who was looking at him for help, signaled Shangguan Aolin not to be too excited, and then gently licked his dry lips, obviously Fang Wuwei's heart was also shaken by what Wu Meng said. However, although Wu Meng is always swearing, Wu Meng is barely a good child, and there is absolutely no malice. Thinking of this, Fang Wuwei was not too worried that Wu Meng would really make any big incidents, so he calmed down and said to Wu Meng:

"Wu Meng, do you mean that following that strange 'declaration of killing', we pretend to kill Shangguan Aolin and then let the black hand behind the scenes appear?"

Just now, the TV suddenly mentioned on the screen that as long as you kill any rich second generation in the real sense, then you can get the wealth that the rich second generation family once had. Although this seems like a ridiculous prank, Fang Wuwei feels that this "declaration of killing" is very real.

As long as it is combined with the transfer of property that Wu Meng discovered before, coupled with the bankruptcy of several companies in the world at the same time, it is difficult not for Fang Wuwei to connect this "declaration of killing" that appeared out of thin air with those things.

Wu Meng raised her little hand, used her round and translucent thumb and slender index finger, gently pinched a handful of hair, and rubbed it slowly, as if she couldn't think more carefully without doing so.

After a while, Wu Meng put down his little hand, and then took a small step and walked quickly to the TV and said:

"One, I did think about killing that golden fried chicken and trying it out. However, I thought about it a little more and found some problems. ”

Hearing Wu Meng say this, Fang Wuwei was slightly stunned, and his face was puzzled. However, Wu Meng didn't care about Fang Wuwei's expression, she was always used to elaborating her thoughts regardless of it, for her, so that she would not interrupt her train of thought.

Wu Meng went around to the back of the TV, and with difficulty removed the power cord of the oversized black-and-white TV with his small hands, and then kept touching the back of the black-and-white TV and said:

"As you said, if you kill the Golden Fried Chicken, then the mastermind behind it may appear in front of our eyes, after all, he said on TV that he would transfer his wealth to killing those 'killers'. But will that person behind the scenes really appear in front of us? Since it has the ability to do it quietly under my nose, using the computer. When Wu Meng said this, he suddenly paused, then shook his head and continued: "Maybe it's not using a computer yet. In short, since it has the ability to quietly move so much money under my nose, it will make a mess of the world's finances. Then it is extremely easy for it to transfer its wealth to the name of the 'killer' in an instant.

But for this conclusion to be true, then it must know who killed the 'rich'! If it doesn't even know who the 'killer' is, how can it deliver on its promises? If the 'killer' needs to be determined, how does it need to be determined? Is it through surveillance video from all over the world? It's definitely impossible! In your time, there is no concept of holographic monitoring! So the question is, if we want to kill the Golden Fried Chicken once, then how should we kill it to let it know? ”

Although Wu Meng's brain hole was not in a normal place at all, Fang Wuwei quickly understood what Wu Meng meant, and subconsciously ****:

"Wu Meng. You mean we dragged Shangguan Aolin to the city center and killed him? ”

Fang Wuwei blinked, looked at the black and white TV with a confused expression, and waited for Wu Meng's answer.

Wu Meng pouted, and the little mouth with a little light reflected in the pink was like a cherry, which made people want to touch it. She poked her head out from behind the TV, glanced at Fang Wuwei, then thought about it, jumped to the corner of the living room where a pile of parts were placed, rummaged through it by herself, and after a while, she took out a flathead screwdriver. Wu Meng looked at the screwdriver in his hand, with a satisfied look on his face, and then ran back to the TV with the screwdriver, and said as if praising it:

"Drag the golden fried chicken to the city center and kill it? It's good, it's worthy of being the first primitive! ”

Hearing Wu Meng's words, Shangguan Aolin sat directly on the ground with a "plop", obviously shocked by Wu Meng's answer, it turned out that he was not only put on the cutting board, but also placed on the cutting board in the city center.

Wu Meng, who was holding the screwdriver, frowned, and kept stabbing the black and white TV with the screwdriver in his hand, but after a while, as if he was angry, he threw the screwdriver to the ground angrily, and walked out from behind the TV again, looked at Shangguan Aolin who fell to the ground on the spot with disdain, and then pouted at Fang Wuwei:

"But that's just primitive man. It's not worthy of the name No. 1 at all! Today, I'll tell you that how to kill the golden fried chicken is not the biggest problem! If you really can't do it, let's have a real-time broadcast, and it is guaranteed to spread half the world in one day! The biggest question now is, why did the mastermind behind the instantaneous transfer of the world's wealth, the hacking of the world's TV signals, and the strange mastermind who surprised me release such a prank 'murder declaration'! ”

Fang Wuwei helped Shangguan Aolin on the floor up, and turned his head to look at Wu Meng suspiciously. Shangguan Aolin, who was supported by Fang Wuwei, subconsciously took out a stack of money from his pocket, probably paying tips habitually, but he seemed to suddenly remember that he was bankrupt, so he quickly took the money back into his pocket while Fang Wuwei didn't see it.

"Wu Meng, you just said so many possibilities, why do you suddenly say that 'murder announcement' is like a prank?"

Fang Wuwei asked Wu Meng, then patted Shangguan Aolin's blue suit with his left hand, silently put his right hand into the inner pocket of Shangguan Aolin's suit, and took out a hundred yuan Chinese coin and stuffed it into his pocket.

The corners of Shangguan Aolin's eyes twitched slightly, and just as he was about to say something, Fang Wuwei had already taken a step closer in front of Wu Meng, and put on an attitude of being ready to listen to Wu Meng's speech carefully. Shangguan Aolin cautiously glanced at the "innocent" but a little unhappy little Lori, and then cautiously glanced at the scarred strong man who was buckling ear droppings, and then looked at the old man who was standing tall beside Fang Wuwei, and silently swallowed what he wanted to say in his heart into his intestines, not daring to say anything more.

Wu Meng looked at Fang Wuwei as if he was looking at a stupid person, and after a while, like an adult, he sighed and walked in front of Fang Wuwei and said slowly:

"Primitive Man No. 1, why do you say that such a powerful mastermind behind the scenes would make a 'declaration of killing' that no one on the whole earth will believe? Do you really believe that ordinary people or professional killers who don't know the inside story will really listen to what is said on TV and hunt down the children of those rich people? To be honest, I dared to pack a ticket and throw that golden fried chicken to the most chaotic area today, and there will only be two endings for golden fried chicken. One is to be beaten to death because he was unpleasant, and the other is to be tied up and beaten half to death as a commodity in exchange for money, that is, to kidnap tickets. ”

After saying this, Wu Meng patted Fang Wuwei's stomach, and then pointed to the black and white TV and said:

"Number one! Now you go and tear it down! ”

Wu Meng is like a young lady who has just found a maid, and her commanding expression is especially obvious, and she even put on a "you're finished" look at the black and white TV, completely ignoring that TV is the last fun of these boring old men.

Fang Wuwei looked at the mushroom-headed little Lori who had just reached his chest in front of him embarrassedly, and then looked at the oversized black and white TV in embarrassment, and sighed helplessly.

In other words, Wu Meng, don't you know how important that TV is to Xiao Lian. Fang Wuwei thought tangled in his heart. (To be continued.) )