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Seeing the other party's appearance, Gu Jianbing didn't say much.

I stood up and looked around the office, surrounded by people with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks who were either cold or gloating.

He sighed, his eyes dim.

Push the chair open and walk out of the office door.

A young man about eighteen or nineteen years old stood in the corridor outside the door.

Seeing the old man go out, he quickly came up and reached out to support him, and said, "Grandpa Gu, no matter what my father said, he is always angry. Don't take it to heart!"

Gu Jianbing turned his head and looked at the young man in confusion.

I thought for a long time before I remembered who the person in front of me was.

He touched his head carelessly and sighed, "Good boy, goodbye."

The young man was shocked and asked quickly: "Why are you goodbye? Grandpa Gu, where are you going?"

The old man did not answer.

I looked back at the closed office door and moved forward little by little along the corridor handrail.

He seemed to caress the wall reluctantly.

It's like touching the shoulders and backs of your own children.

The young man who was gently pushed away looked at the old man who was walking further and further away, with a sad expression.

Captain He swore.

He must have eaten shit today before he became hot and agreed to come to this game.

Otherwise, how could you fall into this terrifying vortex?

Missile!

Then he is a missile!!

Who launched the missile?

Who are you going to eliminate?

Eliminate the boss of the third consortium?

The world is going to be in chaos!!

All the personal experiences I saw and heard today made Captain He completely in a semi-crazy state.

The missile appearance was exaggerated enough, but it was blocked by someone?????

Captain He pulled Zhang Wei, who was also fascinated, and asked with red eyes: "Before dinner, how many layers did Captain Wang come from?"

Zhang Wei looked up at him in a daze: "When we met us before, they were indeed talking about a hundred layers."

Captain He asked again: "When they just had dinner, how many layers did they say they were coming?"

Zhang Wei shook his head, which was knocked out by the missile, and tried hard to recall: "It seems that he rushed to three hundred layers..."

"Liar!" Captain He shouted wildly: "He is definitely lying to you!"

"Ah?" Zhang Wei looked at him in a daze.

Captain He was blushing and his neck was panting.

He gritted his teeth and danced and punched the air for a long time.

Looking at Wang Wen, who was being held in the distance in the distance.

Suddenly tears came out.

Turning his head and choking at Zhang Wei, he said, "He is lying...300 layers...it can't be that strong."

Zhang Wei asked in confusion: "What kind of layer do you think he should be?"

Captain He was shocked.

A storm of waves arose in my heart.

yes.

If it is not three hundred floors, how many floors should the person be?

As a member of the elite team of the medium-sized consortium, Captain He has much more knowledge than ordinary low-level tower climbers.

Not only do we know that the 499 on the surface of human beings is not the real limit.

I also know that the top-ranked large consortiums have terrifying creatures of 500 or even 600 layers.

How many layers?

How many layers should a person with a hard-to-resistance missile?

The four hundred-layer half-step earth immortal can block the bullets at most, and even the rocket launcher or slightly larger anti-caliber equipment is probably mysterious.

The five hundred-layer land gods who listen to the stories in the intelligence are not afraid of rocket launchers, but they have never heard of the legend that they can resist missiles.

Six hundred floors...

He can't get in touch.

There are not many specific records in the group's intelligence.

That means that that man has at least six hundred layers of strength!

Six hundred floors!!

Captain He wanted to shout a swear word with all his strength.

He has experienced countless beauty in the world just three hundred levels.

What would be the scenery on the six hundred floors?

What would be a more beautiful scenery than countless beautiful ones?

Captain He found that even if he racked his brains to fantasize, he could not think of that kind of picture.

Do you play hide-and-seek with multiple beauties in bed?

He can now realize that kind of game.

It's nothing more than a matter of quantity.

What else is more fun?

He can't think of it.

So he was very curious.

Extremely curious.

Curious enough to get crazy!

So he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

Leaving the younger brother beside him, leaving Zhang Wei behind.

Go forward and come to Wang Wen's side through the walls.

He shouted with a sad face: "Dad, what's wrong with you Dad! Open your eyes and look at your filial and well-behaved son, Dad!"

Wang Wen looked at him in confusion, as if thinking about whether he had such a big son in his life?

It looks familiar.

What should I do?

I don't remember who the fuck the child is.

Is it going to be exposed?

Thinking of this, Wang Wen's eyes gradually became softer, as if he was really looking at Captain He, just like he was looking at his son.

What I thought to myself was: No! There are still many people who can't beat me now, and there are bastards who use missiles to hit me. The identity of the nine hundred-layer layer must not be exposed, otherwise I'd better silence me.

He endured the feeling of weakness of heavy loss and complete overload, closed his eyes and began to quietly gather his mental power.

As soon as I used my mental power, my brain suddenly felt a stinging pain, and blood was seen flowing out of my nostrils.

The people around were frightened and were shattering blood and ice.

Seeing this, Mi Lailai, who was supported by someone, spoke with the most say: "He consumes a lot of mental power to resist the missile and needs a good rest. Try not to disturb him."

Mo Ran stood up.

The veins on the forehead are swelling.

He pinched Captain He's neck and asked around, "Who knows this person? He will kill him if no one claims it."

Captain He almost urinated again.

He begged for mercy: "Boss, I am the one who has eaten together in the box today! I was deeply impressed when I saw Captain Wang's heroic posture. I always want to follow him in this life to serve tea and water as my son or apprentice, either, I can do it. I just want one chance, Boss!"
To be continued...