Chapter 1182 What are you doing?
Wang Lang was stunned for a moment, then grinned. He thought that Yumi had been wronged and thought that Wang Lang had fled fearlessly after killing Du Zhang.
Without replying to the corn question, Wang Lang was just driving the car.
After a while, Yumi said in a deep voice, "Brother Nan, why don't you surrender? Du Zhang is extremely vicious. If you kill him, it will also eliminate the harm for the people. I can find the best lawyer in China and try to get you a few years less sentence. Don't worry, I will keep you when you come out."
Wang Lang took out his ears, "Why does this sound so strange?"
However, Wang Lang really didn't expect that corn would help Wang Lang escape, but he persuaded Wang Lang to surrender.
It seems that I haven't met for a long time, and corn has eliminated many of the problems left by the past when I was mixed with black.
This is not a bad thing, but a good thing. If you really have the previous ideas, your future will be unsafe. This makes Wang Lang feel relieved. As long as Yumi is willing to be kind and concentrate on making music, as long as Wang Lang can help, Wang Lang will definitely help.
To be honest, Wang Lang doesn’t want to recognize Yumi because he doesn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble. Although Wang Lang’s life is very dull now, there are still many potential dangers.
There are dragon slaying students in China staring at each other. Who knows when it will come suddenly. There are still many eyes staring at each other abroad. I don’t know how long it will be possible to deceive these people after the news of Wang Lang’s fake death.
A few days ago, Boris, who had previously posted an arrogant post on the Black Sea Forum, who had personally killed Wang Lang, died in the hands of the Hidden Thorn. He was shot 206 times in his body, and he died in the last shot, just like Ling Chi went out.
There were 206 bones in a total of 206 shots, 206 shots, and one shot and one bone, which was enough for Boris to drink a pot.
Boris' death made more people sure that Wang Lang was dead.
The l family had previously maintained a skeptical attitude, but now it has already 90% believed it. All the powers of searching Wang Lang released before have been taken back.
The entire underworld looks calm, but the keen sense of touch can detect the undercurrents under the calm.
The l family seems to have been making big moves, but they don’t know what big moves they have. Rumors are that the things left by the creator of the God-Slaying Mission are being developed. Once developed, a devastating disaster will come to the world.
That is not a war between countries and countries, and it will rise to a war between human beings and "Gods".
Many people have witnessed the last God-Slaying mission with their own eyes. The L family is facing a great enemy. They have lost a lot of people, but the wise men with a big structure know that the last God-Slaying mission lost the human elite, and the ones who survived were even the elites. That mission really scared many people, and even the L family was afraid. It goes without saying how powerful that thing is.
When his thoughts returned, Wang Lang looked at Yumi from the rearview mirror. Yumi was still in the excitement of reuniting again. However, after being excited, he frowned again and began to think about how to make Wang Lang surrender and be sentenced to the minimum sentence.
Wang Lang handed a cigarette to corn, "Don't think about it, there are some things you should know, just do your own thing."
Yu Corn looked at Wang Lang with her fingers holding a cigarette for a moment and didn't know what to say, but just lowered her head and lit the cigarette.
After hearing the conversation between Wang Lang and Yumi, the three girls felt that they opened up a new world.
Wang Lang just said that after killing someone, Feng Qingyundan was distorted. Chu Lele had seen Wang Lang kill people and knew that Wang Lang was the kind of person who killed people without blinking.
Xia Shuyao felt relieved, thinking that Wang Lang was a veteran who had been on the battlefield, so it should be normal to kill bad people. Qi Guxue knew very little, and his eyes looked at Wang Lang very strange. Anyway, this girl's eyes were always weird when she looked at Wang Lang, so it was not surprising.
After a long time, the corn was bounced and ashes went, "Brother Nan, I figured it out now. I used to feel very excited to face the police. Now I feel that they are sacrificed for the interests of the people, and we still have to go against them. It's really..."
The following words were not said, but you can also know what the meaning of corn means.
Wang Lang smiled, "What you want to say is to follow the trend, right?"
Corn nodded.
Wang Lang bounced the ashes, "In a peaceful and prosperous era, it is necessary to go with the flow. Those with brains will do this. They will sail against the current, and if they don't advance, they will retreat. They understand all the truth."
"Then..." Yumi stopped talking.
Wang Lang took a sip of cigarette, "I can live until now, haven't you ever thought about why?"
The eyes behind the thick corn glasses flashed, as if they understood something.
"Brother Nan, no matter what, if you need my help, just speak up." Yumi made a promise.
Wang Lang looked at Yumi in the rearview mirror, "You can't tell me, I really want you to do something."
"Brother Nan, tell me." Yumi said happily.
"How many folk singers do you know?" Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette butt.
"It's okay, I know most of the people in the circle." said Corn.
"How much do you know if you don't have a contracted company but have a certain influence or potential?" Wang Lang continued.
"No, dozens." Yumi replied in a slight manner.
"How many other types of singers know?" Wang Lang continued to ask.
Corn threw the cigarette butt, "Brother Nan, I just entered this industry, it's not a long time. To be honest, I can get up, but it depends on you. I really don't know many other singers. Don't worry, I will definitely know more people in the future."
Wang Lang lowered the car window and said, "It's okay, don't worry. After that, you send me the ones you know, those who have no contracts for the company, but those who have influential or potential newcomers."
Yumi wanted to ask why, but in the end she didn't ask, but just responded.
Chu Lele next to him couldn't help asking, "Bitch, why do you want this? Could it be that I want to accept these singers?"
"You guessed it right." Wang Lang grinned.
"You are the only one? The salary is 4,000 yuan a month?" Chu Lele glanced at Wang Lang.
Wang Lang reached out and slapped Chu Lele in the head, "What's wrong with the salary of 4,000 yuan? Does dreams have anything to do with money?"
"Yes." Chu Lele said firmly.
Xia Shuyao in the back row added, "It really is."
Wang Lang was powerless to refute and had to lit another cigarette.
After returning home, Aunt Zhao was not here. Several foreigners died at home. Before the complete reliance was completely completed, Aunt Zhao refused to stay in the house alone.
No one cooked, Wang Lang ordered takeaway.
Wang Lang refused to cook corn.
"Don't you not eat outside?"
“So I ordered it back to eat.”
“…”
After a full meal, Wang Lang and Yumi discussed a lot of things. The three girls were confused and didn't know what Wang Lang's poor man, who earned more than 4,000 a month, was going to do.
Chapter completed!