Lian Cheng hugged the broken plastic cloth and left the small world with Fatty Yu and his lack of money.

At this time, the police at the entrance of the alley were still shouting.

"Listen to the people inside, hand over the hostages in your hands, and surrender!"

Liancheng looked around and the big mouse spirit ran to the point of not knowing where he ran. As for the killers of the One God Flag, they had long been cut into powder. At this time, the only three of them were standing in the box.

He turned his head and stared at Fatty Yu very seriously: "Did you rob the bank?"

"No!"

"Break women's free will?"

"No!"

"What exactly do the police do when they are stuck here?"

Yu Fatty and Wu Wu couldn't explain this question. They hesitated: "Maybe... the electric bike rides too fast?"

The police could not resist the leader's urging and carefully rushed into the alley.

"Let the hostages down--"

"Hostage died?"

The sound came to an abrupt end.

The old policeman in the lead calmed down and reported on the walkie-talkie: "There are three men in total, holding a...well, an inflatable doll with air leakage. The suspicion is initially ruled out!"

"Sir, please come with me to the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Can you simply record a confession?" The old policeman asked Liancheng very politely.

Liancheng promised.

The three old men hurried to the Municipal Public Security Bureau with a leaking and embarrassing physical evidence. Before leaving, the police who recorded the confession reminded Lian Cheng.

"Sir, please pay attention to weathering issues."

Fatty Yu couldn't help but say, "Boss, please throw it away. I'll make a new one for you tomorrow."

"Different..." Lian Cheng sighed: "You don't understand."

It is true that no one can understand Liancheng's deep melancholy. When he returned to the company, Liancheng and Yumian almost started to squeeze as soon as they met. The two of them yelled at each other: "You bastard!"

"You have any reason to scold me?" Then he asked in a frightened and angry manner.

Lian Cheng and Yufeng frowned and said together, "You talk first!"

Finally, based on the principle of women's priority, Lian Cheng first made his strong complaint to the Jade-faced Lady. "The plum blossom seal is endless! You almost harmed me, do you know?"

"Hmph, I can see that you are not detoxifying naturally!" Yumian teased deliberately.

Lian Cheng hugged his chest and chuckled: "Neither you."

"Do you care?" Yumeng rolled her eyes.

Lian Cheng was too lazy to continue talking with the fox. He asked seriously: "Is there any magic in this world that is like a soul leaving the body, which can hide his soul in something, and then his words and deeds are the same as normal people?"

Jade-faced pondered: "This is true. Most monks just lack understanding or lack perseverance, so they cannot continue to practice. There are also a few monks who stagnate because they want to overcome the tribulation. Xiaohua's ghost tribulation is one of them. Generally speaking, only monks who want to overcome the tribulation will use the method of sustenance of the soul and use external forces to help themselves overcome the tribulation. And such monks are at least innate with a stable Taoist practice, at least you can't beat it."

"Real innate?" Lian Cheng pondered carefully.

"You are still a little bit far away. You haven't realized the innate magical powers yet. How can you be called a true innate alchemy cultivator? When I recover my cultivation, maybe I will be happy and give you some advice and help you overcome the difficulties." Yumian shook his head and said, "If you have the skill of making money, it's better to focus on how to help me restore my skills."

Lian Cheng curled his lips: "Fox spirit." Then he turned around and left.

"Hey? What's your attitude!"

Liancheng ignored the Jade-faced, who had been jumping, and decided to find Lao Wen and the others first. He had lost his way in the small world before, and had searched for a long time but could not find a way to leave. The place seemed to be a secret room, except for the endless gas-shaped monsters, there was no grass or tree, and there was no living person.

Even Rakshasa, after a deep struggle, exploded into a ball of broken plastic.

Lian Cheng guessed that this was not her true body, and that the one who fought with him was Rakshasa's soul.

But this wave is not a loss!

It just feels a bit uneasy.

engine room.

Lao Wen and his team members slapped each other to celebrate the success of the game test. The combination of Lao Wen's Guan Tiandao and Yu Fatty's Qianjidao achieved much better results than they thought. The exquisite control of NWS players in the game alluded to the puppets and became a perfect cooperation that ordinary people could not achieve.

Fatty Chen said that even if he personally controlled the puppet, he would not be able to do one-tenth of this level.

The five puppets in the middle of the Dou Realm exerted their powerful strength at least in the matching realm. This made Lao Wen and the descendants of the Seven Gods' Elys express their surprise.

What’s even more surprising is the reward from Liancheng.

Lian Cheng thought that when he was trapped in a small world, these guys who were not loyal would scatter all over the place, but he never expected that he would try his best to rescue him.

He called these people to the office.

Pulling up the curtains, the incandescent lamps on the ceiling buzzed, Lian Cheng looked at his legs crossed, leaning on the boss's chair and smiling at Lao Wen and others.

"What's the matter?" Old Wen was not polite at all and asked bluntly: "I haven't finished the program yet, and I don't have time to have a meeting with you here!"

"I'll go to the dance party later." Bitch Chen said coldly.

Yu Fatty spread his hands: "A customer asked me to pick up the goods and went downstairs right away."

He smiled and said, "The lottery has ten minutes to draw, and I'm very anxious."

Bang!

Lian Cheng took out a gray cloth bag from the middle of his legs, threw it on his desk, and said, "What is this?"

"Storage bag?" Wu Qian was stunned and hurriedly walked over, touched for a while and asked, "Where did you get the baby? Such a big bag is a rare thing in the watch world!"

Liancheng had no idea of ​​hiding it: "I bought it from Yindu Guiji."

"A great tycoon!" everyone said in unison.

"Hmm?" Lian Cheng was puzzled.

Fatty Yu explained: "For example, we usually make small fuss. Yindu Ghost Festival is the world's number one Sotheby's Auction House. It's not that rich, who can afford things there? You won't just buy a bag--"

He deliberately elongated his tone.

Lian Cheng smiled and said, "If you have merit, you will be rewarded. This is the primary principle for doing things for me. You can choose whatever you want."

Old Wen was unmoved at all: "Just this little bit of fucking profit wants us to be grateful?"

The other three didn't care so much, they rushed over and then took them from the bag.

"The Demon of the Uninterrupted Dry Iron!"

"Soul-losing Bamboo!"

"Blood Rainbow Fairy Bone!"

"Damn, there is actually a great compassion demon sealing talisman?! This is one of the signatures of Southern Buddhism! Our masters can't afford this thing!"

Whenever a name is mentioned, Lao Wen's eyes will twitch once, and anyone can see the pain on his face.

Fatty Yu hugged his head and cried: "Why, why did I see so many good things, but I can only get one!" Chen Ji Ren and Wuwu nodded.

"Actually, both are OK." Lian Cheng said slowly: "But I have a condition--"

"Full complete the puppets and software of this rescue operation. I want to see the final results, and all the materials and assistants needed, I can help."

He looked at Lao Wen: "Lao Wen is the general manager, you can choose three."
Chapter completed!