Chapter 429: WeChat private visit

The Harriman Mountains remained silent and resolutely guarding the mission

area of the Night God, isolating the ferocious and militant nomads from the

mountains.

Eternal years and the Hundred Years' War have not changed a single bit of it.

is like Anqiluoshao Town under the mountain road, dilapidated and chaotic as

ever.

In addition to desperate bandits, only refugees who have lost their land are

willing to come here to try their luck.

Whenever a prairie ** believer with feathers in and holding a scimitar

crosses the Harriman Mountains, the little wealth Angelo has accumulated so

easily will inevitably be sifted away by a scimitar like a comb.

However, in recent months, the important town of Angelo has undergone earth-

shaking changes.

Above the ruined outpost town, there is a huge and mysterious magical creation

that is extremely unsuitable for Angelo.

It is so huge!

so that when it floated in the air, Angelo got dark once a day, at noon, for

an hour.

Townspeople, call it: Xiaoye.

The ** of the dark night turned into a mercenary, and when he came to this

small town that was nominally his mission area, it happened during the night.

looked up, the sun's rays were all covered by the huge pyramid, and the whole

town was plunged into darkness and...unusually bustling.

Yes, it's just lively.

The rays of light that did not seem obvious during the day, at this time,

looked so dazzling in the shadows.

is like the fire of hope.

"I haven't seen it before, afterlife? This is our only one for Angelo."

A voice with a bit of pride rang in the ears of the night god.

He followed the sound and saw an old man in ragged clothes with a proud face.

"It seems that the old man understands it well?"

asked the ** of the dark night.

The old man looked up and down at the God of Dark Night with a disdainful

face, and said, "You can look down upon me as a young man? Old man, although I

am illiterate, but I don’t know how to read my ears, I don’t know if Internet

News is being broadcast every day? There is no Internet News. , I am not

blind!"

When the old man talked about this, his eyes rolled and he changed the

subject: "Hey, did you just come to Angelo? Old man, I have lived here for

seven or eight years. Everyone knows a little bit about everything, so don’t

believe me. , Even the barbarian on the other side of the mountain, I also

have a way, as long as three hundred interconnect coins, I guarantee you will

become a local pass in three days."

Ha, it turned out that this old man took the initiative to strike up a

conversation with the God of the Night, but he was selling himself.

"Really? Then accompany me to stroll around this Angelo. It's a good company

and rewards."

The God of Dark Night smiled and threw away a roll of interconnected

banknotes.

The old man took it quickly, opened the Internet skillfully, scanned it

briefly, and after confirming that it was real money, he suddenly smiled.

The two entered the town. Unexpectedly, the rumored dilapidated Angelo town

exudes a sense of prosperity.

Outside the shops on both sides of the main road in the small town, various

neon lights are shining. Under the background of the small night, it not only

hides the simplicity, but also highlights the prosperity.

"I heard that Angelo doesn't have a production job. What's the matter with the

sky full of light...?"

The God of Dark Night asked casually, a trace of surprise flashed in the

depths of his eyes.

The reason why he agreed to cooperate with the God of the Internet and open

Angelo to the God of the Internet, in the final analysis, is still using the

God of the Internet to fight the God of the Grassland.

The only value to him in this small town that has repeatedly changed hands is

just a whistle for warning.

Opening up to the * of the Internet not only has no loss, but can also use

the prestige of the * of the Internet to frighten the ** of the

grassland, so that he does not dare to act rashly.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} at the same time seize the opportunity to

possess Angelo legally.

what?

Is this to lead a wolf into the room?

Hehe, his missionary area has long been infiltrated into a sieve by the **

of the Internet.

Need to know, his ability to occupy this mission area is not so much his power

as the acquiescence of the Kaman gods.

is to use him as a buffer zone between the gods of the grassland.

And he is located in the kingdom of the eternal night in the far north, and he

happens to be able to conquer the west and contain the ** of the steppe.

This is a pit.

But for the sake of elemental quality, he still jumped in.

For this he paid the price of never extinguishing the flames of war.

In order to fight the steppe god, he hired the fourth natural disaster, and it

was this fourth natural disaster that infiltrated his mission area silently.

You must know that the fourth natural disaster is not only the people who live

in the virtual world, but a considerable part of people also live in reality.

They cooperate with each other to form an intricate chain of interests.

The fourth natural disaster is their military guarantee.

They... have also become free thugs of the gods of the Internet.

Thinking of this, the God of Dark Night couldn't help feeling a bit of

powerlessness in his heart.

"Hey, you don't know anything about it, let me ask you, who can come here?"

The old man stretched out his hand and chopped off his neck: "Tell me, these

heads are pinned to the waistband. Man, can you not have a good thing in your

hand?"

"In the past, these good things were either not easy to get rid of, they could

only be sold at a low price; or they were too hot and could only be kept. Now

it’s good, with Internet shopping, hehe, there are buyers all over the world,

so don’t take the opportunity to sell them at a good price. Let’s not tell

you, there are more fresh faces than familiar faces in the town recently, and

they are all here, and there are also some Erdao dealers who come here to buy

goods!"

The old man finished speaking, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It

would be nice if this thing came early! But it's not too late."

The * of the dark night was shocked when he heard the words, and he became

more angry: "Come early? Humph, without the * of the night nodding, the

** of the Internet dare to set up a bird's nest here?"

"The younger generation is a believer in the * of the night? Don't blame me

for speaking badly. The barbarians come to fight the autumn wind every year.

The guards in the town take the lead every time to escape. The guards that

lead everyone to avoid the barbarians are the guards built by the merchants.

The * of the night is so powerful, why don't you see him come out? No

matter what? You can't even stop a barbarian, and you want to stop the ** of

the Internet? It's a joke."

The old man had a look of disdain, and he did not offend the enlightenment of

the followers of the God of Night.

Rao is the spirit of the gods, and the ** of the night is almost out of

anger when he hears this.

He glanced at the old man. The old man was holding a pistol with his palm in

his sleeve. There was a magic bullet in the gun.

Obviously this is the old man's support for speaking freely.

In other words, how many people who can survive in the land of long battles

are easy to be born with?

"It seems that the church in this town should be replaced by the * of the

Internet!" A smile appeared on the corner of the * of the night, and his

heart felt like an ice cave.

The reason why he visited Angelo privately on WeChat was actually to get a

deeper understanding of the express sorting center and the penetration of the

mission area.

If the situation is good, maybe he will open more cities.

If things are not right, the result is self-evident.

Now the words of this tramp make him feel bad.

"do not!"

The old man raised his hand:

"I'm actually also a believer in the dark night... don't you? Believe it or

not, believe it or not, although the ** of the dark night is bad in every

way, but where is the pure land in this world? Kerviel? Haha, I heard that

Kerviel has many rules. It’s scary. There are appraisal doors everywhere. You

can only buy long guns. If you buy a small one, you can grab it and go to

jail. Old man, I can’t adapt to that life. At least I can sleep peacefully

next to the church in the dark. Isn't it?"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} has already set up the murderous ** of the

night, and suddenly he was stunned.

"Lady, I guess you must scold me again as a false believer, stop scolding, I

admit it, I agree, whoever works, I believe whoever!"

The old man grinned, saying that it is absolutely blasphemous in the Kingdom

of Eternal Night.

But at these words, the ** of the night shook his whole body.

A distinct enlightenment was faintly born in my heart.

"Go, the old man will show you the Angelo Intelligence Center, there must be

something you want."

"Oh, do you know what I want?"

"I don't know, but, although your clothes are simple, the fabric is not woven,

and you are dressed as a mercenary, but you have a hidden air. The old man has

seen this attitude in the master magician all his life. You come here, and you

want it for sure. It’s not wealth, so what's left is self-evident."

The old man smiled and said, "I've seen through you long ago" proudly.

The ** of the dark night, who was awakened by the old man’s words, smiled

and said: "Old man has good eyesight, go, let's drink and talk."

"Hey, why are you drinking places?"

"The wine bug in your belly told me."

An old and a young smiled and entered the only tavern in the town side by

side.

The tavern is not big and it's crowded with people.

The smell of wine, the smell of sweat, and the cigar...put it into the nasal

cavity.

Various virtual screen lights, stacked on top of them, are dazzling.

Jiu Zhuang insulted and cursed grinningly;

The whispers of second-hand dealers;

There are also several barbarians who mingled with each other, uttering

dialect slang that they didn't understand.

Various sounds converge into the noise and excitement unique to the pub.

The old man and the ** of night ordered two glasses of wheat

beer~www.mtlnovel.com~, they found a corner and sat down. They were about to

talk freely, but they didn't want to hear the sound of scolding suddenly in

the tavern.

"Fuck it, Poseidon’s eyeless crap, I think it’s jealous Internet shopping! Go

to your uncle’s business trap, who do you curse?"

An angry curse drew the crazy applause of countless people. They did not

applaud the injustice of this person, but applauded his disrespect and insult

to the gods.

Obviously, there is a lack of basic respect for the gods.

"Look at the forced article, what did you write?"

The cursing man zoomed in on the virtual screen and shouted loudly, attracting

countless people in the pub to watch.

"What the hell?"

"What did you write? Read it to the master."

There was a sudden noise in the tavern.

The God of Dark Night glanced at the drunk who was enjoying the attention, and

opened the Star Web interface with a heart move.

I saw a large number of articles criticizing Internet shopping in Starnet

News.

【Be vigilant, beware of the commercial traps of internet shopping! 】

【Connected shopping is magnifying the business advantages of Kerville and

destroying the industries of various countries. 】

【Sad! Internet shopping will speed up the process of turning the multiverse

into a source of raw materials for the Internet God’s mission area. 】

【Connected shopping is strengthening the control of connected finance, and the

** of the Internet is also controlling the world through connected finance.

】

titles like these are simply full of vision.

‘Oh, you can’t sit still so soon? This offensive is too furious. "The God of

the Night is gloating.

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