Video Bloggers in Meiman

"Come on, Tie Zhu."

Zhang Ming pulled the bewildered Murong Tiezhu, took out his mobile phone, snapped a few selfies, then adjusted the filter with a beauty software, and posted it on the personal interface of the station. The copy is to invite everyone Fans remember to bookmark, subscribe, and vote.

"What are you doing?" Murong Tie Zhu asked.

"Scanning for votes." Zhang Ming said, "It's always good for fans to vote more."

"You don't really want to fight for a train ticket home do you?"

"Why not, didn't you choose to participate in the Spring Festival activities just to go home?" Zhang Ming asked.

Murong Tiezhu smiled, but kept shaking his head without speaking.Sitting lazily on the chair, he searched the ground, finally found a cigarette butt, lit it, and took a good puff before saying:

"I'm not. As early as a few years ago, I gave up this unrealistic idea. But I won't persuade you to give up. After all... holding on to your dreams is a good thing."

Tie Zhu let out a long breath of smoke, the smoke dispersed in the air and disappeared completely, just like a certain feeling he had long since disappeared.

Zhang Ming asked puzzledly, "Then why are you here?"

Coming to an unknown world is still very risky. The system is responsible for bringing the host here safely, but it has no obligation to bring the person back safely.

"Think of it as an annual trip, eat, drink, and play. Take a video by the way. If you're lucky, get a B-level skill card. If you're not lucky, forget it."

As Murong Tiezhu said, he touched the cigarette butt on the ground again. After searching for a while, he found that it was gone, so he simply lay down on the bench, revealing an extremely decadent temperament.

After listening to Murong Tiezhu's depressed words, Zhang Ming asked: "So...you didn't think about fighting for anything?"

"No." Murong Tie Zhu answered very simply.

"Are you still shooting videos normally these days?"

"Shooting, of course, no matter how lazy you are in this line of work, you still have to do what you should do."

"Do you mind fighting?"

"I don't mind. As a host, you have to fight everywhere. Don't be too strong. If you are too strong, I will run away."

Zhang Ming nodded, because he was cooperating with the host of another world. He thought about many situations, but he hadn't considered—what if the host of the world was a salted fish?

But salted fish has the benefits of salted fish. He will not jump around casually, let alone disrupt Zhang Ming's plan. He will just lie there quietly, and when necessary, turn over a little and do a little favor. that's enough.

That's right, enough is enough!

Although Zhang Ming was a little caught off guard by Murong Tie Zhu's attitude, but after thinking it over clearly, he felt that it was good.

This is Zhang Ming's main world, and only he can maximize his home court advantage!

Asking Murong Tiezhu to wait, Zhang Ming went to the vending machine next to the park, bought a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Tie Zhu. When he lit another cigarette and enjoyed it with squinted eyes, Zhang Ming opened his mouth.

"How about this?"

Zhang Ming said: "I will not interfere with your life during these [-] days. You can go play, travel, whatever you want. But if you are willing to act with me, after the event is over, I will give you a piece of value." One thousand coins of roasted gluten as a reward. If you are willing to do me a little favor in action, I will give you three roasted gluten as a reward."

Murong Tiezhu didn't answer immediately, he was smoking one cigarette after another, while Zhang Ming stood beside him without urging him.

When he finished smoking the third cigarette, Tie Zhu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his toes.

"Wugen, I will act with you to help you deal with some small things, but I need to remind you that if I encounter real danger, I will leave as soon as possible."

Zhang Ming grinned, "Deal."

Murong Tiezhu put away the remaining cigarettes, "For the next twenty days, you will be the leader, and I will follow suit for you. Tell me, where are we going?"

"Let's find a place to eat first. I need to know what abilities you have, so that I can make a plan for the next step."

Zhang Ming, carrying a heavy backpack full of bombs, left the small park with Murong Tiezhu.

"By the way, who are the people here?" Zhang Ming asked.

"I don't know, past experience is usually the hero and the more important villain in the current plot, with a few miscellaneous fish to make up the number of people. According to the progress of my plot, it should be the protagonist: Uzumaki Naruto and..."

Murong Tiezhu's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"And?" Zhang Ming looked back at Tie Zhu.

Murong Tiezhu raised his head, the laziness on his face disappeared, and a trace of unnaturalness appeared.

"And that..."

Tokyo, the secret base of the Hand.

A few hours ago, they were conducting a secret ritual, trying to summon a monster from another world - "Black Sky" - to gain great power.

However, just as the ceremony was about to be completed, the ninjas of the Hand held their breath and quietly waited for the result.

A thin and sickly man smashed through layers of walls and landed in the center of the ritual altar, breaking the balance.

The Hand Association's years of preparation were suddenly ruined!

The ninjas of the Hand fell into madness. They took up their weapons and murderous intent filled the air.Dozens of top ninjas rushed towards the thin man in the center of the altar.

At this moment, the thin man raised his head, and there were circles of ripples in his eyes.

An invisible wave, centered on him, spread rapidly to the surroundings!

Whether it was the darts thrown by the ninja or the swords that were slashed, they were all bounced off by people with weapons in an instant, smashing into the wall, and life and death were uncertain.

As soon as the man raised his hand, a huge gravitational force suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. A living ninja flew over under the gravitational force and was grabbed by his neck.