Chapter 227

Yang Hao even thought that they were sick. Did not the handwriting and password create trouble for the later comers?

Who knows how to solve the secret?

Curling their mouths, they can't think about their brain circuits and feel sick.

My eyes fell on the computer and found that there were two more typefaces on it.

"Yes, you must be Young Marshal Yang Hao. I'm glad to meet you on the Internet!"

"How about chen'an's research? Can we get the results as soon as possible? Now we have T6 in our gathering place. It's very terrible. Even the martial god can't resist it! "

Seeing the above handwriting, Yang Hao did not have the desire to answer. Holding his head in his hands, he leaned against the back of his chair and said coldly:

"can you guess? Guess, I won't answer

I don't like the feeling of being controlled and active, so let him push for a while.

The right foot is on the left leg knee, top to top movement.

I was very tired last night, and then I drank again. I can just keep my eyes closed.

Chen an, next to him, seems to be completely immersed in his own world. He quickly taps his hands on the computer and murmurs: "boy, even if it's to prevent the zombie from getting, the password should not be transformed by the four images of the old ancestor, right? Fortunately, I am prepared

He seems to forget the hatred in his heart, forget all the troubles and immerse himself in research.

The eyes drop and blink, hands and fingers quickly in the computer.

Hearing his voice, Yang Hao had to open his eyes again.

Seeing his attentive appearance, I suddenly feel that he is really an elite and is really easy to fall into the working state.

If ordinary people have a natural resistance to work, they would like to have a rest every day, watch plays, sleep, go to bars and so on.

Just as he looked at Chen an, the computer dialog box suddenly changed into several people appeared in the picture.

In front of him was a dignified old man in a black tunic with gray hair and bright eyes.

Next to a woman sitting on a chair, hands on the keyboard, with long hair, melon face, apricot eyes, cherry mouth.

The typical oriental classic beauty makes people feel close instantly.

There are two middle-aged people next to them, but a lot behind them, one with glasses, one with narrow eyes, flashing all kinds of light.

"Who are you, young man? Yang Hao? I'm Yang Chenwu! "

Inside came the voice of gray hair, which seemed quite dissatisfied with his appearance.

At the moment, Yang Hao, with his arms behind his head, is leaning on his chair with his right leg on his left leg, which is more natural and unrestrained.

If the mouth again with a cigarette, it is estimated that people will be regarded as a rascal, big gangster.

Even now, the faces of the four of them are very ugly, and he feels that he is too disrespectful.

Yang Hao raised his eyebrows, pulled a vicious smile from the corner of his mouth and said:

"can you guess? Guess it, it's OK. I have a lot of free time. It's all time! "

He did not have the slightest convergence, but also deliberately changed a comfortable position, the right foot up, is shaking.

What do you think? How do you look like a snob.

But also expressed a thought, you are so willing to guess, willing to interrupt him, you will not have a good face.

The three middle-aged people on the opposite side are all human spirits. Otherwise, how could they get along well in the end?

In an instant, he guessed Yang Hao's heart and pushed the girl's back in front of him.

The girl can mix with them, naturally flying, biting her teeth, said:

"that, marshal, I'm sorry, it's my fault! I'm not supposed to rush. Well, can we have a good talk

Her voice was a little hoarse, her face was dark, her eyes were bloodshot, and I could see her.

At the moment, after lowering his posture, he was even more pleading with his hands together.

Originally, even in life, it is very impolite to interrupt the other person continuously.

But when Yang Hao heard the voice, he immediately recognized that she was Luo Youshui, the broadcaster of Dabie Mountain.

The shaking of her right leg stopped instantly and looked at her again.

Temperament is good, there is a kind of mud but not dye, Zhuo Qinglian but not demon pure feeling.

Moreover, he had the courage to admit his mistakes, and his attitude was very good.

But the three middle-aged people in the back were gloomy, as if they owed them money.

Yang Hao put his left hand on the armrest, his head tilted over and said lazily:

"what do you want to talk about? I'm fine in Jinling. You don't have to worry about it. "

It is to tell them that the situation here is not bad, so we should avoid random speculation.

It's just that the posture is really not good-looking. It's just that it's a lousy one.

"Let me introduce you to you. This is Yang Chenwu, the God of martial arts. This is Jianghe Sheng and this is Zhou Ming. Now they are leaders of Dabie mountain base."

Look at Yang Hao's posture, it is too abnormal, Luo you Shui introduced to him.In addition to the martial god, Yang Hao was rapturous to the other two people and often saw them on TV.

But it's the first time I've faced such a big man.

Just because they are not friendly to themselves, they don't show any sign. They say quietly:

"Yo, introduce them to me? Are you going to give me missile support or send me some food? The emperor doesn't need hungry soldiers yet

His voice was full of ridicule, and he almost said, "you are the leader, but what does it have to do with me?"?

"Boy, you are too much. I don't know we are..."

The middle-aged man with glasses was so angry that his chest trembled and he yelled angrily, but he was stopped by the martial god around him.

"We have no other..."

Just after talking, I heard Chen An's roaring voice:

"you go out, don't disturb my research!"

He is completely immersed in his own world, someone disturb, no matter who Yang Hao is, roaring loudly.

Roar finished, continue to look at their own drawings, for fear of forgetting the train of thought.

No one would have thought that this would be the case.

Yang Hao smashed his mouth, his eyes click twice and shut down the computer with a snap.

All of a sudden, the whole research room was quiet.

There's no need to keep talking!

They are not polite. Yang Hao is too lazy to pay attention to them and disturb Chen an.

Stand up, turn around, pull a chair, sit outside the office.

He wants to study the combination skills of powers. What can he gain.

His actions made all four people in the Dabie mountain base look silly.

Not easy to contact, because of a roar, completely broken?

"Mad, this stinky boy, I don't know I'm Jianghe Sheng!"

The middle-aged man with glasses slapped the stool hard and yelled.

Never seen such a rebellious guy!

"OK, if you don't have a superior posture, you may be able to communicate well! What kind of official power should we play

Yang Chenwu, the God of martial arts, coldly left a sentence. His eyes fell on Luoyou water and asked:

"can I continue to connect?"

He doesn't understand computers. It's just a pity that a conversation opportunity turned out to be like this.

"No, he's turned off! Although other computers are on, they have a password, so I can't open it! "

Luo you water is hoarse and full of resentment.

Yang Hao is really unbearable. He has such a big temper!