Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World Chapter 424: WeChat private visit

The Harriman Mountains remain silent and resolutely guarding the mission district of the Night God, isolating the ferocious and militant nomads from the mountains.

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

　　 is like Angeloshao Town located 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 machete, crosses the Harriman Mountains, the little wealth Angelo has accumulated with ease will inevitably be sifted away by a machete like a comb.

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

　　A huge and mysterious magical creation that is extremely unsuitable for Angelo is suspended in the sky above the ruined outpost town.

　　 It is so huge!

　　 so that when it floats in the air, Angelo gets 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 small night hours.

　　 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.

　　 A line of light that does not seem obvious during the day, at this time, in the shadow, it appears so dazzling.

　　 is like the fire of hope.

　　 "I haven't seen it, juvenile? 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 night.

　　 The old man looked up and down at the God of Dark Night with a disdainful face, and said, "You can despise me as a young man? Although I am illiterate, I can’t recite my ears. I don’t know if the Internet News is broadcasting every day? Internet news broadcast, I am not blind!"

　　 When the old man said this, his eyes rolled and he changed the subject: "Hey, you just came to Angelo, right? Old man, I have lived here for seven or eight years, and everyone knows a little bit about everything. Don’t believe it, it’s the barbarian on the other side of the mountain. I also have a way. As long as three hundred interconnect coins, I will guarantee that you will become a local pass in three days."

　　 Heh, it turns 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. A good company and reward."

　　 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 do production. What's the matter with this sky full of light...?"

　　 the **** of the 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 against 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 to the God of the Internet not only has no loss, but can also use the prestige of the Internet God to frighten the God of the Prairie, 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?

　　 Ha ha, his mission area has long been infiltrated into a sieve by the **** of the Internet.

　　 Need to know, he can occupy this mission area, 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 steppe.

　　 And he is located in the kingdom of the eternal night in the far north, and he can just hit the west and constrain 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 against the **** of the steppe, he hired a 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 number 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 that, 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 The ruthless guy who is on, 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 too hot, they could only be kept. Now it’s good, with Internet shopping, hehe, the world is full of buyers, so don’t take the opportunity to sell A good price! Let’s not tell you, there are more fresh faces than familiar faces in town recently, and they are all coming here. There are also some second-door dealers who come here to buy goods!"

　　The old man finished speaking and couldn't help but sighed: "It would be nice if this thing could come sooner! But, it's not too late now."

　　 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 God of Dark 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 to escape every time. Didn't he come out to control? Even a barbarian can't stop him, and he wants to stop the **** of the Internet? It's a joke."

　　The old man looked disdainful, and did not offend the enlightenment of the followers of the God of Night.

　　Rao is the spirit of a god, and the **** of the night is almost out of anger when he hears this.

　　 He glanced at the old man. The old man buckled his palm in his sleeve, holding a pistol with a magic bullet in it.

　　 Obviously this is the old man's support to speak freely.

　　 In other words, how many of those 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 the WeChat account was actually to gain a deeper understanding of the express sorting center and its penetration into 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.

　　"Farewell!"

　　 The old man raised his hand:

　　"I’m actually a believer in the dark too... don’t you believe me? Believe it or not, the **** of the dark is bad in every way, but where is the pure land in this world? Kevel? Haha, I heard that, Kevel There are so many rules and appraisal doors everywhere. You can only buy long guns. If anyone buys a small one, he will immediately grab it and eat in prison. Old man, I can’t adapt to that life. At least I can sleep next to the church in the dark. A sense of stability, 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 pseudo-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 faintly arises in my heart.

　　"Go, the old man will show you the Angelo Information 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, It’s definitely not wealth, so what's left is self-evident."

　　The old man smiled and said, "I've seen you through you" triumphantly.

　　The **** of the dark night who was awakened by the old man, smiled and said: "The 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, it's crowded with people.

　　 The smell of wine, the smell of sweat, the cigar... I poke my nose into the nasal cavity.

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

　　 Jiuzhuang swears daringly;

　　The whispers of second-hand dealers;

　　 There are several barbarians who mingled among them, uttering unintelligible dialect slang.

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

　　 The old man and the **** of night ordered two glasses of wheat beer~IndoMTL.com~ They found a corner and sat down. They were about to talk freely, but they didn't want the sound of anger suddenly coming from the tavern.

　　"Fuck it, Poseidon’s eyeless cleavage, I think it’s jealous Internet shopping! Go to your uncle’s business trap, who do you curse?"

　　 an angry curse, attracted countless people's crazy applause. They did not applaud this person's injustice, 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 in the hall 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. I don’t know when.

　　 [Be alert, beware of the commercial traps of internet shopping! 】

　　【Connected shopping is magnifying the business advantages of Kervier 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 such as these are almost full of vision.

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

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