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Chapter 128 Depressed Ghost Daofu

Wang Tian said curiously: "Old An is so rich? Can you afford such good clothes? Also, what is he doing while sitting here?"

Hu Die smiled bitterly and said, "My hand-shaking master, you really... don't care about anything. Old An is here, it's impossible to sit in your place to eat and drink for free, right? He asked himself that the martial arts hall will be decorated, so I will take care of you. I bought the clothes for him. Old An is suffering for the rest of his life and should enjoy it."

Wang Tian patted his forehead and then remembered that Fatty Sun had gone to open the business. Liu Buer went back to see his shop. No one was watching this martial arts hall anymore.

Wang Tiandao: "I didn't want Mr. An to come and watch the door for me."

"But Old An said that he will do this! If you don't let him guard the door, he will leave immediately! What do you think?" Hu Die asked.

Wang Tian said helplessly: "Okay, let him do whatever he likes. What about your grandfather? Are you not afraid of having sex at home alone?"

"Bah, how do you talk? He came out, and I don't know where he went. He said he was going to make friends." Hu Die said.

Wang Tian nodded. No wonder he didn't see Hu Wande when he came out, and his feelings came out first.

Looking at the reporters at the door, Wang Tian also lost the idea of ​​entering the martial arts hall to sit. After walking around the city, he went home and took the fishing rod to fish. In the evening, he called Chen Jiayi, Fangge, Xiao Qing and others to tell them the opening time of the martial arts hall. Since they were coming, it would be better for Wang Tian to send an invitation, so he would pay more attention.

After solving these problems, Wang Tian chatted with the two elders again, and then took Hu Die to make a sumptuous dinner.

The kitchen was handed over to Hu Die, and he went back to the room, turned on the computer, and logged into the Wanjie Live Platform.

Bruce Lee and others all replied and left messages, and the content was polite. Wang Tian replied one by one, and the rest was sitting there watching the fun.

The public channels are now discussing Wang Tian’s battle with the King Destroy Organization. Some support Wang Tian, ​​and some support Wang Tian’s organization. However, more people are neutral. No matter whether you are Wang Tian or Wang Tian’s organization, you can have money! Wang Tian smiled at this. If it were him, it was probably his mentality, so there was nothing to complain about.

Looking at his fans' value, Wang Tianxiao was even happier. He had already made 800,000 fans' value! He was getting closer and closer to the millions of fans' value! It is estimated that today is less than today, and tomorrow is also here! At the same time, his strength has reached a bottleneck, and he can break through to the secret force at the latest tomorrow!

According to the current progress, at most one month, he can break through to Huajin! Then he can explore the path after Huajin. Thinking of the road that is likely to lead to immortality, Wang Tian’s blood in his body was boiling!

Time flies, and as it gets closer to 23 o'clock, the public chat channel becomes more and more lively.

The room that you are dying has long hung up: "The King of Heavenly Battlefield!"

Just this brand helped him attract a total of 100,000 people! You saw this and laughed. From the start of the live broadcast room to the present, there have always been three or two big cats and two kittens, which have exploded in a few days.

"You're so damn, will the King of Heaven come? You won't fool us, right?"

"That's right, the King of Heaven just agreed to go to war with the King Destroyer, but he only agreed on the time and did not mention the location!"

"You're so damn, you're saying something. If you don't say it, I'll leave!"

...

After ten minutes of being bombed, you looked like a paranormal, shook your fan and said slowly: "You guys, have you ever lie?"

"If you don't hang this sign, you don't know if you are like you. Who knows that you have ever lie? Do you think you are the king of heaven?"

You were embarrassed when you were dying and coughed dryly, "As you said, the king only agreed on the time, and the place was not agreed on. But don't you forget that the King Destroyed Organization had said before that it was going to suppress the king? How to suppress it? If the kings go, they will go wherever they go and then spend money to suppress the king?"

"Where can't we go to the King's Destroyment organization? Where can we go to the King?" someone asked weakly.

You said disdainfully: "Then the king must be willing to take care of them..."

Everyone was stunned and then laughed. Indeed, it was not difficult to see from the competition in the previous game that the people in the King Destroyer organization might be rich, but they are simply not worth mentioning compared to the King of Heaven! They rushed forward, and the King of Heaven would also take care of them. If the King of Heaven pursued them, the King of Heaven would probably really not pay attention to them.

Just as everyone was talking, a sinister voice sounded.

"I'm going to say whether he dares to show up today. Don't be happy so early." When everyone heard the sound, they looked up and saw a person appearing on the VIP seat, wearing a black robe, with a handsome face, but his eyes were a little sinister, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Don't guess, I'm in the ghost douche! Today's challenger! The king of heaven, time is coming, you won't always like to be late, right?" the ghost douche said proudly.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response at all! Ghost Dolf was immediately embarrassed... and cursed in his heart: "That bastard didn't come? Don't he know the importance of this game? It's so damn!"

A sense of humiliation of being despised made the ghost man even more angry! He swore that he must win a game this time!

Seeing this, everyone laughed at the same time.

You even laughed, "Ghost Master, can we grow our brains first when we are cool? The King of Heaven is not in the live broadcast room, and he can't hear you shouting, okay?"

The ghost man blushed, snorted coldly, closed his eyes and stopped talking. It would be embarrassing to speak at this time, so it would be better not to say anything.

The audience below are fine anyway. Since the ghost man gave them an excellent spray point, they will not spray white or spray! So everyone started spraying!

"Ghost Master, you look good, why don't you keep your brain in mind? Are you too anxious to go out and stay at home? Do you want to go back and get it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the ghost man will not have that thing at first glance, otherwise he wouldn't be so stupid."

"It must be that I have watched too many Chinese second dramas, otherwise how could I show off in such a low-level way?"

"You are all wrong. They are pretending without brains, also known as invisible pretense. Invisible pretense is the most fatal, don't you know? No, I'm going to be disgusted by him... It's fatal...ah!"

Listening to the audience below, the ghost man finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he activated the VIP privilege and isolated other sounds, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The ghost man looked at you and said, "You are so decisive, the time is up, why haven't the Heavenly King come yet?"
Chapter completed!
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