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Chapter 661: Demon's Declaration! (End)

My name is Xiaolingtong. In reality, I am a reporter at a rubbish radio station. Not only am I exploited by the fat and perverted editor-in-chief every day, but I am also ridiculed by the coquettish editor-in-chief’s secretary. I don’t know why, but it’s probably because I have a very bad personality. He is timid and has been introverted and unsociable since he was a child. He is even more so now and cannot change it.

Even if the work is completed meticulously, there will always be nitpicking.

A good man will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridden by others.

I understand this truth very well, but I understand it, but I don’t have the courage and ability to change this situation. I am very powerless about this.

My ability is obvious to all. According to normal procedures, I should have become the editor-in-chief, at least at the level of a department leader.

However, the results of my work were always taken away by the fat editor-in-chief and used as his own credit to please the boss. The colleagues around me were also jealous because of my strong work ability. I was not good at sociability. Being marginalized bit by bit.

I also thought about changing my job, but the market is sluggish at this time, and because of my personality, no company is willing to hire me. Not big companies, nor other small companies, so I might as well stay here. .

Another time when he sent the fruits of his hard work to the fat and perverted editor-in-chief, he unexpectedly saw a scene that stunned him. He was just guessing at first, but after seeing this, everything was confirmed. The fat editor-in-chief really had an affair with his coquettish secretary, and it was in broad daylight. When so many colleagues were working outside, they actually had sex in the editor-in-chief's office, which was only separated by a door.

From then on, my life became more and more difficult.

However, I don't care about all this. As long as I don't insult my relatives, I just bear it silently. Every day after work is the happiest time for me, because I will step into another world, one with friends and partners. , a world where you have ideals and ambitions and can truly show your talents.

Destiny.

Thank God for giving this unparalleled game and creating a world like heaven.

PHS, this is my ID in Tianyun.

It's probably an occupational disease. In Tianyun, I'm not keen on those exciting battles, treasure hunting, treasure hunting, PK, etc., but I have a soft spot for information and gossip, ranging from big treasures to hidden missions to small ones. Which NPC resident has lost its pet? There is no news that I don’t know.

Tianji Hall.

This is a gang formed by me and a group of like-minded friends. We are not a fighting gang, but an information gang, a gang that specializes in selling information.

Originally it was just a show of one's strengths, so as not to let what one has learned become useless. However, one never thought that Tianji Hall would become bigger and bigger, and even the leaders of the top ten gangs would be polite when seeing him. This made him There was an indescribable special feeling in my heart.

By chance, I became the moderator of the Tianyun Huaxia Theater official website forum, and through this I got to know him, the unparalleled hero that I yearn for so much.

Because of him, my name as PHS gradually became known. From a poor office worker who could only support himself, I became a super rich man who made millions on average every day. However, even so, I still went to that shabby company. At work, because only the insults from the fat and perverted editor-in-chief and the cynicism from the coquettish and secretive editor can constantly remind me of the person I was before I became a PHS, so as to serve as a warning.

Today, I started my planned monotonous life again.

Get up, wash up, get dressed, come to the company, without saying hello, just go to your seat silently, followed by the daily taunts from the coquettish secret artist, and then the disgusting voice of the late, perverted, fat editor-in-chief. Came again...

I've become quite immune to this, so it's fine when they fart.

Due to the impact of destiny, the main responsibilities of our company have been transferred from those trivial matters to destiny. This is very good. I can basically manage all the time except sleeping and eating. As for the operation of Tianjitang, as for the tasks of this shabby company, Tianjitang can easily handle it by just providing some scummy information.

With Tianjitang, my business is getting better and better. This is probably why I broke up the adultery between the editor-in-chief and his secret technique, but I can still stay here.

"I have a proclamation, a proclamation for the whole world."

Today, I went online again, and the message bar kept shining. I have become accustomed to this. Even though there are very few IDs in my friend bar, they are all famous people. Basically, they send "greetings" every day. , along with a large amount of money. However, when the ID that I placed at the top of my friends column shone and stood up, I was stunned for a moment.

Hand of God, Xingtian, Chixiao, Divine Control...

Roll, roll aside.

Without hesitation, I cut off the communications of all other super bosses, and with a trembling heart, I opened the message my god sent me.

I have a declaration, a declaration to the world.

Just such a sentence makes my heart surge.

Because the person who said this is called,

Crafty hand.

…………

"I am the Sly Hand, the Sly Hand of the Chinese War Zone."

In the extremely monotonous picture, there is only a man wearing a ghost mask. He is like a walking corpse, without the slightest breath of life. He is like a machine, saying the words that have been programmed long ago.

"I have not forgotten the battle of Zhenlong Port."

After saying these words, the terrifying man's sword-like eyebrows raised slightly, showing murderous intent.

"I will make a list of the compensation that those invading countries should demand."

The momentum remains the same, motionless as a mountain, indifferent as ice.

"You can choose not to compensate, but as courtesy, I will personally go to your country to appreciate its scenery."

The corners of the mouth under the mask curved into an evil and awe-inspiring arc, which made people feel chilling.

"I hope you make the right choice."

He calmly said this sentence as the end, and the screen instantly cut off.

"I forgot to mention one thing. I will not accept compensation from Japan and Korea. You guys, please be prepared."

The screen disappeared for a second, and then connected again. Feng Qingyun said these words calmly, and the screen instantly went black. This time, there was no exception, and there was no follow-up.

Declare, this is the end.

The dramatic announcement made people laugh, but I believe that no one would make such an action, because the person who made this announcement was Sly Hand, that terrible demon.

This is the devil's declaration.


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