"Ah, it's quite fun to fix the guy who doesn't even wink."
Wang Jin stepped out of the elevator, followed by Fatty Sun and his group, who were frothing at the mouth and collapsed on the ground.
Wang Jin hurriedly left before the smell came out of their soaked pants.
Of course, after their fuss, Wang Jin could clearly feel that the way others looked at him changed.
What started as no hidden malice turned into sneaky malice.
It can be considered an improvement.
"I never thought you would stand up for a girl."
Hu Xiaobei tilted his head and looked at Wang Jin with a smile.
"Then according to your opinion, what should I do just now?"
Wang Jin smiled, and he was suddenly curious about what he looked like in the eyes of the three of them.
"You are in trouble!"
Hu Xiaobei coughed lightly, then imitated Wang Jin and shouted softly.
"Hurry up and take out all your valuables, or I'll beat you up!"
Meng Yu on the side waved his small fist, but unfortunately it didn't look like a deterrent.
"Ah, I will only choose what is beneficial to me."
Li Hui looked at Wang Jin seriously, even her iconic smile was the same.
"He's obviously a bastard, right?"
The corners of Wang Jin's mouth twitched a few times, and there were dark lines on his face.
He is a harmless little Wang Jin, how could he be this kind of person?
"Wang Jin! You bastard!"
A familiar voice came from far away, followed by the sound of inferior leather shoes stepping on the floor.
Wang Jin turned around and saw a strange man.
The wrinkled black shirt has a work ID hanging on the outside, and the shirt corners are hung casually outside.
There was a strip of cloth hanging around his neck, and he could vaguely identify it as a torn tie.
There is no such thing as a hairstyle, and my greasy hair looks like it has not been washed for at least three days.
The tall and thin figure and the ferocious scars on his face make him look very scary. The deep-set eye sockets and red bloodshot eyes show his status as a social animal.
His lips were a little white, his face was an unhealthy gray, and he looked so weak that the auntie couldn't bear to shake her hands while cooking.
It was as if he would die suddenly in the next second.
Now he was walking over excitedly, waving his hands, and Wang Jin was a little worried that he would suddenly die in his arms.
Of course, Wang Jin had long recognized that familiar voice.
It's the man on the radio.
"You bastard, explain to me!"
Ma Yao grabbed Wang Jin's collar and pointed to the elevator.
"Ah, they must be hungry."
Wang Jin raised his hands high and then grinned.
"You kid, I have surveillance."
"Then go check it out and ask me why."
Wang Jin spread his hands, glanced at the work badge on the man's chest and spoke.
"Besides, I didn't use my abilities in the game, right, Brother Ma Yao?"
"Your mother...is in good health?"
Ma Yao, who was originally furious, suddenly changed his expression and his tone also took a U-turn.
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and followed his gaze.
It was like a human-shaped brown bear walking out of another elevator, with an invisible aura lingering beside him.
Very similar to Leonard, but a bit bigger than him.
The temperament created by constantly wandering on the edge of life and death made people unable to take their eyes away. Wang Jin even subconsciously ignored the other person's clothes and appearance.
Even so, Wang Jin still recognized who the other party was from a long distance away.
Director of the institute, Han Dong.
"Hey, Xiao Wang Jin."
Han Dong grinned with a silly smile similar to Leonard's and waved his hand gently at Wang Jin.
Ma Yao had already unknowingly let go of Wang Jin's hand. Wang Jin straightened his collar and walked towards Han Dong.
"Uncle Han."
Wang Jin nodded obediently, showing a polite and sunny smile.
People who don't know him would really think that this guy is a good young man.
"Xiao Lei always talks about you to me, and I also find that you are indeed very good."
Han Dong nodded, and then gently patted Wang Jin on the shoulder.
“It’s so cold!”
At the moment of contact, Wang Jin felt the biting cold.
Even if it's separated by several layers of clothing, even if it's just for a moment.
Wang Jin's shoulders were still numb from the cold.
"This is the frost giant."
Grinning, Wang Jin didn't think anything was wrong.
He would rather hope that Han Dong did it on purpose, so that he could get a little idea of the other party's position.
It's a pity that the man didn't say anything.
"Come on, when you win first place in the second game, I will treat you to dinner."
After saying this, Han Dong turned around and walked towards the audience.
He didn't say anything substantial to Wang Jin, but he also made sure that he had enough communication with him.
Han Dong's handling method is very sophisticated.
Regardless of whether Wang Jin's strength can meet his requirements, Han Dong and even the entire institute will be on good terms with Wang Jin.
It's a conspiracy.
"Ah, that's really an honor."
Wang Jin smiled and shook his head, saying nothing more.
Getting in touch with Han Dong was originally one of the main purposes of this trip.
Of course, if you want to truly have a good relationship with him, you have to win first place in the arena to prove your strength.
"Pay attention to me!"
Ma Yao made a gesture, and several people in bright yellow uniforms carried Fatty Sun and others away.
"There are five or six people missing before the game even starts. The higher-ups will kill me if they find out."
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Wang Jin again.
After a moment of silence, this old social beast suddenly didn't know what to say.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Ma Yao turned and left.
In fact, Wang Jin quite understood him.
The ghost talk workers came to Shangjing from all over the country. From the moment they set foot here, Ma Yao took over.
Security issues at airports and train stations, how to find meeting places.
The food, clothing, housing and transportation of the players, as well as the losses and injuries caused by the fights.
All of this must be reported to Ma Yao, who will then draw a conclusion.
Especially last night, he talked with the dreamer all night. The little loli looked young but was very troublesome, which made him very frustrated.
In addition, Wang Jin also considerately adds a little bit of workload to himself from time to time.
When he thought of this, Ma Yao wanted to tear him alive.
It's a pity that I am old enough to be able to compete with newcomers.
His only wish now is to end this damn annual meeting early and get some sleep.
"Otherwise... I'll switch jobs and go to the private sector at the end of this month."
Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Ma Yao walked into the control room holding the walkie-talkie.
"Ah, it's so miserable."
Looking at Ma Yao's back step by step, Wang Jin suddenly felt sad.
In this case, he must be more sensible and not cause any more trouble to Ma Yao.
If you want to beat someone again, just do it in the ring. It should be better that way.