"It's true." Seeing Qin Ming's skeptical expression, Lin Yinghao immediately explained,

"A few years ago, the northern tribe robbed a batch of goods in the border town, and there was Liu Qingyi's album inside."

"And what? They returned the things when they saw the album?" Qin Ming asked with a smile.

Lin Yinghao shook his head.

"They robbed them even more fiercely!"

Qin Ming: "????"

Time, what is this operation?

"The people over there are not as advanced as the Federation, and they still maintain the most primitive farming life, and even some electronic products are extremely rare."

"Generally, backward areas believe in some gods and the like, and the same is true in the north."

"Anyway, in the end, Liu Qingyi became their goddess and promised to hold a concert in the north every year."

"And the Northern Union tribe promised not to rob border cities again."

"It is precisely because of Liu Qingyi's existence that the Federation and the North have begun a very rare honeymoon period. Even in the first two concerts, the Federation has gained a lot of precious resources there."

"You said, is this a huge contribution!"

Lin Yinghao looked at Qin Ming with a bright look. It was obvious that if you dare to say "no", I will show you to you.

"Yes, that's right, you're right!" Qin Ming nodded seriously.

It is best not to argue with a wise person, you just need to agree with all his views.

Qin Ming understood this truth very well, picked up a can of low-level energy liquid and looked at Lin Yinghao lovingly.

It is worthy of being a high-end hotel, and even the low-level energy liquid he used to practice before has become an ordinary drink.

At this time, the electronic screen in Lin Yinghao's hand suddenly turned, and a burst of news sounded at the same time.

"A emergency message is inserted below."

"Damn, my goddess." Lin Yinghao began to switch channels continuously, but found that all channels were playing this emergency message.

Qin Ming paused, maybe he had not recovered from the Nanjiang City incident, and now he was unconsciously thinking too much when he heard the word "emergency".

No, I've run to Baixiu City, can I still make trouble?

Disasters are always one step ahead of me?

Did it predict my prediction?

In an instant, Qin Ming thought a lot.

The electronic screen is a scene of heavy snow, and you can still hear the howling wind.

The person in the picture is dressed very tightly and wears a hat with an animal hide on his head.

"Front-line reporter Lu Jia is bringing you the latest news on the northern border."

"Just just now, the crossing buffer zone between the Federation and the Northern Tribes was attacked. Now let's interview the survivors on the scene."

The picture on the electronic screen turned and pointed at a young soldier in a blue and white military uniform, which looked slightly different from Lin Yinghao's military uniform.

Lin Yinghao immediately explained: "The north is snowing heavily all year round, so white is the main color. Basically, all the equipment of the soldiers stationed there is mainly white, and even the elective skills are rarely dark in dark colors."

The reporter in the picture continues to interview.

"Can you tell us what happened at that time?"

The young soldier's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

He took a deep breath at the camera: "At that time, I happened to be on duty, and suddenly a figure appeared beside him. He came up and asked me a question, and I was stunned at that time."

"What's the problem?" asked the female reporter in cooperation.

"How many floors should a bag of rice last?" the young soldier replied with a trembling trembling, as if he had thought of something terrible.

Through the picture, you can clearly see that the female reporter was stunned for a moment.

Not only her, but even the people who watched the live broadcast in front of the screen were stunned.

"I'm going, is this here to make a funny thing?"

In the hotel room, Lin Yinghao heard this question and suddenly laughed and turned backwards.

"Hey, Qin Ming, what's wrong with you?"

As he smiled, Lin Yinghao suddenly realized that Qin Ming's condition seemed to be something wrong at this time.

"No...it's okay." Qin Ming shook his arm, took a sip of the energy liquid in his hand, and forced his shock.

No...

This is just a coincidence.

In the picture, the young giant continued, "I haven't answered yet, and then he said again."

"A bag of rice will fight against the third floor."

"After saying that, he flew directly to the sky!"

"Meteorite!"

"A super-large meteorite fell from the sky!"

The picture changed, and Lin Yinghao, who was still laughing just now, couldn't laugh.

In the picture, there is a huge deep pit with a diameter that looks nearly a thousand meters wide.

The deep pit cannot be seen, like the gate to hell, which is daunting.

Everyone fell into silence, and even the young soldier said nothing clearly.

Finally, the female reporter made a final summary.

“That’s how it happens on the scene.”

"So far, there is no direct evidence that the meteorite is related to this person."

"But please be careful with federal residents. If you find any, please contact the local law enforcement team as soon as possible."

“This person has the following characteristics.”

"Male, red-haired, wearing a black robe with red cloud patterns on it..."

"If any residents who know the details of this person, please go to the law enforcement team to report as soon as possible, and there will be a reward."

"That's a fuck, it's a truth..." After listening to the reporter's narration, Qin Ming murmured, with confusion in his eyes.

"Why are you, you're like losing your soul." Lin Yinghao next to him asked in confusion.

Since then, Qin Ming’s behavior has become strange.

Could it be...

What does he know???

Qin Ming looked at Lin Yinghao, his eyes full of solemnity: "Hero, this world is too dangerous!"

Lin Yinghao: "???"

Your ability to change the topic is too stiff.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yinghao asked back.

"I mean, you should go back, don't be here to mislead me to practice!" Qin Ming looked at Lin Yinghao and said very seriously.

Lin Yinghao: "..."

You are really becoming more and more shameless.

I have known you for so long, but I have never seen you practice.

Even if Wang Xiaoming is not doing anything, meditating and regulating his breathing energy, you are fine. He either eats or sleeps all day long, and he will degenerate so quickly.

Lin Yinghao wanted to say something, but Qin Ming didn't give him this opportunity, so he pushed him out with all his pulls and pulls.

"Bang!"

The door was closed heavily, Qin Ming leaned against the door, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Nagato!

It's really a fucking Nagato!

He is here too?

Isn't this a joke?

As a veteran comic fan, Qin Ming has watched many animes and is naturally very familiar with such extremely famous characters.

I always think about letting the world feel pain when I have nothing to do.

How come you feel that the other world is coming?

"Did I bring it?" After calming down for a moment, Qin Ming began to think about the whole thing, especially since he had traveled through time until now. Unfortunately, he did not find anything suspicious.

"The Nagato has come, will there be anything else coming?" Thinking of this, a burst of pressure suddenly arose in Qin Ming's heart.

Judging from the video just now, Nagato's ability has not been weakened.

The power of the Earth-Blasting Star is even more exaggerated than in anime.

What is this? It is still increased when traveling through time?

"Damn it, this is just Nagato. If a super blue Wukong comes over, wouldn't he even know how to die..." Qin Ming murmured.

Although Nagato is terrifying, he has not yet reached the point where he can destroy the world with one punch. It is just the norm for such people like Goku to smash the planet.

"One punch..."
To be continued...