Chapter 141

After King solved his lunch, he opened his laptop, boarded the starting point novel network, clicked into the web page of his works, and was ready to browse the reader's comments in front of the codeword to see if the readers had any good suggestions for improvement (it is suggested to start with a watermelon knife and cut and hang the roots to be chaste!).

However, when he opened the comment area, he found that his comment area exploded.

Fried tomato: "the protagonist is bald and stronger? What's the shit principle? Let's eat shit! "

King:“……”

Fried potato: "is the protagonist so strong or so poor? Funny? Let's eat shit! "

King:“……”

Fried winter Orange: "the protagonist is invincible and still hanging silk? Play games, and it's a fucking love game? Let's eat shit! "

King:“……”

Fried milk chicken: "emperor engine? According to that degree of heart rate, the heart has already exploded. Can the protagonist live? Let's eat shit! "

King:“……”

Fried eel: "the protagonist has reached the peak of mankind and is still fucking single? The protagonist is incompetent. Let the author eat shit! "

King's face sank suddenly. Madder, I must be just a B. how can so many people scold?

The tracker that has been paying attention to King's situation immediately tightened his mind. Sweat slowly seeped from his back and spine. Did king find anything? Yes, with King's strength, he must be able to keenly detect the murderous spirit in the air.

In this regard, he couldn't help glancing at the tight handcuffs and others, secretly complaining that those brainless fools in the death squad, as a killer, didn't restrain the murderous spirit revealed by himself. Pigs can feel that the atmosphere is wrong.

King grinned at the neat comment at the beginning of the word "fried". Fools can see that he was targeted. Hum, there are always crafty people who want to harm me!

Who did I offend? Although as the strongest man, King has carried a lot of black pots for Saitama, angered many evil organizations, and those who want to kill him can line up to travel around the world, his author number does not reveal his true information, so the people targeting him are certainly not those evil organizations, so who is it? Oh, I see. It's said that there is a case of the great God suppressing the rising star at the starting point. Is it that the great God is deliberately suppressing me? Sure enough, even if I have only B, I can't hide my dazzling light. The wood is beautiful in the forest and the wind will destroy it. I am the towering tree that frightens the wind.

King looked at the screen full of names of fried potatoes, fried tomatoes, fried winter oranges, fried milk chicken and fried pond eels. He snorted coldly, "hum, do you five want to kill me? Just underestimate me, don't you? Just because you want to kill me? An ant tries to shake a big tree and overestimates its strength. " Say, type up your words and comment. Don't just do it!

The tracker was shocked and hurriedly reported, "boss, there's a situation. King seems to have found us." Handcuffs, fishing nets, explosion-proof round shields and electric shock rods, plus yourself, there are exactly five people!

The members of the death squad such as handcuffs also trembled, and their tight faces showed a trace of fear. They were not trained to die since childhood, but they were temporarily encouraged by huge amounts of money and looked at death as if they were at home, but it does not mean that they are not afraid of death, let alone meaningless death. If King is not killed, the organization will not be paid, and their resettlement expenses will naturally be out of the question.

"Don't worry, King hasn't shot you yet. Our blasting team will soon install the explosives, steady, steady."

The boss comforted them.

King was preparing to fight back. He found that a large number of strangers poured into the comment area, constantly attacked him, criticized his novels, and said that "I'm Shennong, poisoned and killed", "fifteen year old bookworm, identified this book as a junk book", which made him very angry.

The only gratifying thing is that at last some book friends are willing to stand up and speak out. For example, the book friend named Biluo Cola chose one hundred and fought with the "children" of the group.

I'm very pleased!

King looked at the names of strangers still pouring in, and Leng hum, "hum, and the blasting group (they are the Navy. King, you have nothing to do, so don't confuse the Navy with the blasting group.)? But do you think I can be defeated by a small blasting team? "

His fingers fell quickly on the keyboard and clattered up what he had just said.

King just finished his latest comments and found that his only comrade in arms had written coke, which had been scolded by others. He was angry from his heart, yelling and typing, "you can even attack me alone. Why involve the innocent? Are you still human? "

"Boss, i... I want to give up the task."

The tracker looked at the angry king and suddenly felt his shoulder sink. The waiter patted him on the shoulder and asked with concern, "Sir, your face is not very good. Are you okay?"

"No... no, I didn't sleep well last night."

The tracker waved his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Request to abandon task

"Boss, even the blasting team has been exposed. We can't kill King."

"King has been clear about our arrangement. We lost the chance to kill King, boss. Give up!"

"If this continues, our six six killer group will disappear in the killer world like the Wangwang killer group and Fafa killer group that assassinated king before."

The tracker was stunned to find that four words of exhortation to the boss sounded in the public channel of the walkie talkie. He looked at the handcuffs and others in surprise and found that they either drank water nervously, or put biscuits in their mouth, chattering and biting and so on.

He immediately realized that I was not the only one who was nervous and afraid.

When the people of the six six killer group had a dispute, King took out a freak card - Samsung freak card · crazy program ape, "since you don't repent, don't blame me for being impolite." With the help of the power of freak cards, he greatly improved his computer technology, wantonly invaded the account computer of the blasting group, released difficult viruses and cleaned up each other one by one.

"Boss, king is going to fight. Let's retreat!"

"Boss, if you make a decision, it will be broken!"

"There's still time to run."

In the public channel of the 66 killer group, the decadent voice of the boss finally sounded, "give up the task and leave the green mountain. Don't be afraid to retreat without firewood."

At the same time, the blasting team who attacked King's novel finally panicked. Many members had viruses in their computers. They knew they had encountered a hard stubble.

Fried potatoes, "brother, we know we're wrong. Please forgive me."

Fried tomatoes, "brother, let's go immediately. We won't do this task."

Fried winter orange, "bow and apologize to the boss."

Fried milk chicken, "from now on, we are friends. We'll fight wherever you mean. Please let go."

Fried eel, "man, are you short of money? I pay for peace. "

King saw that the blasting team had surrendered, was satisfied and said, "since you have given up the task, let's go. Hey, I don't blame you. After all, you just receive money and eliminate disasters for others. It's not easy for you!"

Gnawing on the tracker that GE keener was just about to run away. When they were stiff, something called moving came up in their hearts. This is the mind of the strongest man. He knew that we were the assassin, but he didn't care about us at all. Compared with him, we are a piece of shit. Oh, no, how can the light of rice grains be compared with the light of the bright moon?

King looked at the comments apologized by the blasting group in his book review area. He waved his big hand and said, "Hey, you don't have to be ashamed or apologize. If you change your ways in the future, you can come to me often and maybe we can be friends."

"Wow!!"

When the tracker heard the speech, it didn't hold back at once. It was moved to lie on the table and cry. Handcuffs and others also clenched their lips and burst into tears. Mr. king, why are you so kind? How can evil people like us make friends with you? That's defiling the noble you.

They wiped their tears, got up, looked at each other, nodded to each other, walked firmly to King and bowed deeply to King, "Mr. king, thank you very much for your kindness of not killing. You can rest assured that from now on, we will correct the evil and be upright, and strive to raise our heads in front of you."

"Mr. king, I'll see you later."

They bowed deeply and immediately turned away with tears. Goodbye, Mr. king. We must be good people in the future.

King looked at the back of the tracker and others. After half a ring, he raised his middle finger and spoke with a Sichuan accent, "there's something wrong!"

Later, he rejoined the chat in the comment area. He accidentally found that pen drop cola was not his book friend, but the same author, who was serializing the six types of emperor of the pirate.

……

After King solved the blasting group, the person in charge of the blasting group called the employer with a sad face, "Hey, Hello, you let us discredit people's ideas. It's actually a hacker. Many of our members' computers are infected with viruses."

A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, "well, the author of" one punch Superman emperor engine "is so powerful that it is worthy of being the best rising star from the starting point. Well, it can't be provoked."

The person in charge of the blasting team looked confused. Isn't it the king of Superman engine that you want to discredit? Shit, there's a mistake.