Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 166

When Luo Yi walked into the temporary war room, Xiong Wenwen was still playing games with gusto.

"Come on, quickly cooperate with me, jump over the tower and kill directly, believe me, I am very strong, kill casually in this wave!"

"You trash, what are you talking about, just hit him!"

"Qing soldiers, boss, why don't you put it here for the military parade?"

"I hit three here, and the four of you were killed by the other two. Is Grandma Ni doing it?"

"Hey, you still dare to show the mark, you wait for me, I don't do anything in this game, I just wait here, and I will help you get rid of Internet addiction!"

"Elementary school students? How dare you look down on elementary school students? You are such trash. You are all polio, disabled people. Your brains were thrown into the sewer and washed away? I am better than you when playing with my toes and eyes closed!"

Xiong Wenwen may not look like a big guy, but his temper is not ordinary. His voice echoed in Nuo Da's battle room. In the game, he was one against nine, and his teammates and opponents wanted to follow the network cable to kill him.

"Where did he learn these things? If I had children, I would definitely not send them to that school!" Yang Jian shook his head.

"He may be very talented. It has been half an hour since he got off the plane, and his sentences are different, and he sprays in different patterns. He can be called a model in the troll world, a giant on the keyboard!" Clerk Zhang Gao Speechless.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to imagine that such an "excited" elementary school student was actually the Interpol who came to support him.

This master is not only so arrogant online.

"Xiong Wenwen, stop playing!" Yang Jian's face darkened, and he shouted.

"Don't bother me, I won't kill him today, my father Xiong changed his name to grandson Xiong!" Xiong Wenwen pressed a few fingers on the screen quickly without looking back.

"Stop playing!" Luo Yi couldn't stand it any longer, and took a step forward to grab his phone.

"Hey, it's the big guy with extraordinary wisdom!" Xiong Wenwen turned his face and performed a classic Sichuan opera face-changing, and without crossing his feet, he jumped off his seat and stood obediently aside, There was still a flattering smile on his face, and he was completely different from the arrogant look he had just now.

Zhang Gao was taken aback for a while.

"I thought you were so good, but you're just a 0-9 rookie!" Luo Yi took a look and threw the phone back.

"That's because my teammates didn't cooperate. In fact, I should be a king!" Mentioning this, Xiong Wenwen was not convinced.

"The king with a strong mouth!" Yang Jian sneered.

"If you don't accept heads-up, whoever loses will be called father!" Xiong Wenwen put his hands on his hips, and his old attitude sprouted.

"Believe it or not, I'll call you Dad right now!" Yang Jian's face turned cold, and the ghost behind him appeared behind the bear with a flicker, and he lifted him up.

"You put me down, what's the matter with a sneak attack, don't talk about martial arts!" Xiong Wenwen said.

"Then I'll give you another chance!" Yang Jian let go of his hand, and before Xiong Wenwen landed, he grabbed him again.

Xiong Wenwen was dissatisfied and said: "Do it again, do it again, and I was careless just now, I didn't dodge!"

"Hmph, then I'll give you another chance!" Yang Jian took a step back this time, and Xiong Wenwen hurriedly tried to revive the evil spirit on him.

However, how could his evil ghost compare to Yang Jian? When the ghost just appeared, Yang Jian's ghost shadow restrained him again.

"Don't play anymore, don't play, what's your ability for a 20-year-old young man to bully me, a ten-year-old child?" Xiong Wenwen kept talking, and he didn't admit defeat even if he couldn't beat him. The corners of Yang Jian's eyes twitched with anger trembling.

"Stop, stop making trouble, it's time to get down to business!" Luo Yi interrupted the two of them, "Now go to Caesar Hotel with me, if possible, try to solve this supernatural incident today!"

"When did you become so active?" Xiong Wenwen carefully put the fruit machine into his pocket. He got it from Zhao Jianguo. If his mother finds out, it will be confiscated.

"Why did you say that?" Luo Yi was taken aback, "When will I be so lazy?"

"The last meeting in Dachang City, you dragged it to the end. Don't think I don't know. You were supposed to give the lecture that time, but you pushed it to that nerd Wang Xiaoming." Xiong Wenwen raised his head, with a look on his face. Read your expression.

"It was just a meeting that time, and it didn't involve supernatural events. The situation is different now. Maybe a few more people died in the few minutes I explained to you." Luo Yi said.

"Don't forget that you are an Interpol!" Yang Jian reminded.

"Don't talk to me about responsibility, responsibility, and saving people. I don't understand the truth and I can't drink this thick poisonous chicken soup, and I'm only ten years old this year. You are employing child labor and breaking the law. Do you understand! "Xiong Wenwen said in disgust.

Say one sentence, top ten sentences, Yang Jian suddenly understood this old saying, and for some reason, he wanted to hit someone.

"So you're scared?" Luo Yi looked at him calmly.

When Xiong Wenwen heard it, he immediately shouted: "Who is afraid? I, Xiong Wenwen, am not afraid of anything. Since I was born, I don't know how to write the word fear. Isn't it just catching ghosts? What's so great about it!"

"You are really young and frivolous, ignorant and fearless!" Yang Jian said.

Xiong Wenwen snorted: "I don't know what it means to be young and frivolous, I only know that the winner is king!"

"Don't worry, with my father Xiong on the way, no matter what kind of evil spirits you have, you can easily catch them." Xiong Wenwen stood up, clapped his hands, and said carelessly.

"You know how to brag, and you're not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!" Yang Jian said speechlessly, the behavior of this brat didn't look like dealing with evil spirits at all, but rather like playing a game to download a dungeon.

It's just that he still doesn't understand that in the real world, there is no resurrection crystal. Once a person dies, he is really dead, and there is no chance to start again.

"You little guy, you don't understand. I'll be in charge of brainstorming, and Luo Yi will be in charge of fighting. No matter what kind of evil spirit it is, suppress it!" Xiong Wenwen said brazenly.

"Heh, you are in charge of using your brain." Yang Jian sneered, "Then what do I do?"

"you?"

Xiong Wenwen circled around him, "When the time comes, you will be responsible for applauding Xiong Daddy's wonderful operation, and it won't be considered an insult to you!"

"Xiao Luo, do you think so?"

Xiong Wenwen raised his right hand to pat Luo Yi's shoulder, but after he raised it, he realized that he had already got off the chair. With his height, he could only put his hand on Luo Yi's thigh.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is like hugging the thigh.

Xiong Wenwen also noticed this, and quietly withdrew his right hand in shame, put both hands behind his back, raised his head and walked out the door with short legs.

If you don't look at his age, he is quite heroic.

"Let me cheer him on, this little boy is probably itchy again!" Yang Jian squeezed his sandbag-sized fist, and he finally knew how those people felt when facing this brat.

It can really kill people!
"Luo Yi, tell me, should we find a reason to beat him up?" Yang Jian touched his chin and said sinisterly.

"You don't have the talent of an adult, why are you so fussy with him as a brat?" Luo Yi glanced at him, and followed him out.

"I don't have the talent of an adult?" Yang Jian felt the veins on his forehead throbbing faintly, and he couldn't help retorting: "I don't know who did it last time?"

(End of this chapter)