Wang Lang turned on the dial button, first pressed several numbers and then dialed a number like a mobile phone number.

A few seconds later, the phone was connected and a woman's voice came from over there, "Wang?"

"Send you personal information to you, make him bad and ruin him." Wang Lang spoke directly.

The woman was silent for a while and was playing, "Who can make the Dragon King so angry?"

"If you ask you to do it, you can do it, how can you get so much nonsense?" Wang Lang's tone was very cold.

"Send me the information." The woman didn't say nonsense.

Wang Lang hung up the phone and sent a MMS message to a strange number. The content of the MMS was the one who killed the movie.

After finishing everything, Wang Lang burst into cigarettes, washed up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and ate a Qilin pill to close his eyes and exercise his skills.

After meeting a few bigwigs in the Creation Realm, Wang Lang realized how much he was, and he could not beat others even if he tried his best.

In the middle of the night, Wang Lang suddenly heard the sound of spitting and suddenly opened his eyes.

Listen with your ears and you will hear the sound of smoking.

Wang Lang stood up and found the bathroom as he followed the sound. As soon as he pushed the door, he saw an old man squatting on the toilet, smoking and shitting.

The old man smiled at Wang Lang.

"I'm snoring outside and I'm so tired, so I'm here to snoop. This thing is uncomfortable sitting, so I have to squat down." The Fire Demon took a sip of smoke and said to Wang Lang for granted.

Wang Lang looked back and found a gap in the window, which proved that the old guy came in through the window just now.

Wang Lang has such awesome hearing, but he didn't even hear anyone coming in. Damn it, if this old guy wants to play assassination, Wang Lang's body will be hard now.

The Fire Demon squatted on the toilet and tried hard, his old face twisted into a ball.

After pulling it for a long time, it didn't pull it out. The Fire Demon turned around and shouted at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang leaned against the door, "What's wrong with me?"

"I can't pull it out, so I'll buy a bag of spicy strips for me. I can pull it out with some spicy food."

“…”

It took a lot of effort to run downstairs to buy spicy strips.

The old guy had a very loud sound when eating spicy strips. He sucked and listened to Wang Lang's meditating pain.

A few minutes later, a sound of explosion came from the bathroom, and then the sound of the Fire Demon wiping his butt and lifting his pants came out from the inside. After a while, the Fire Demon God was leaving the door.

Wang Lang raised his eyes, "Senior, you didn't rush."

"Run? Where to rush?" the fire demon said in a daze.

Wang Lang held his breath and went to the bathroom to flush the toilet. The smell was amazing.

The Fire Demon sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette happily.

After a long time, the Fire Demon looked at Wang Lang who was meditating, "What's the use of sitting like this? Only by moving can you improve yourself."

Wang Lang opened his eyes and said, "It's midnight, I'll go to bed later."

The Fire Demon took a sip of cigarette, "At a young age, what should I sleep? When you die, there is time to let you sleep."

“…”

"Senior, why are you here for me if you don't go to the Du family compound?" Wang Lang asked tentatively.

The fire demon smoked, "I'm not a fool when I stayed there for no reason. If the cult remnants were discovered, there would definitely be a lot of movement. It wouldn't be too late to go there."

"Senior is so smart." Wang Lang flattered perfunctorily.

A few minutes later, the sound of the Fire Demon came again, "What is this?"

Wang Lang looked up and saw the Fire Demon sitting at the computer desk and joking with the computer, then said, "Computer."

"Computer? Electric's head?" The Fire Demon touched the computer.

“…

It's just a machine." Wang Lang explained casually.

The Fire Demon touched the mouse and found that it could be pressed on it. The sound was quite nice. He pressed it for a long time.

I actually opened an icon on the computer screen, and the sudden pop-up image scared the Fire Demon.

"What is this?"

Wang Lang raised his eyes and found that the old guy was squatting in front of the computer with the game on and was at a loss.

It was quite sleepy at first, but this old guy didn't feel sleepy at all. He kept it novel about anything and wanted to ask about everything.

Jump out of bed and explain to the old guy.

“This is a game.”

"Game? What game?" Fire Demon Golem is a curious baby.

Wang Lang squeezed out the fire demon and operated it.

After watching the Fire Demon, he squeezed out Wang Lang and said, "I understand."

Then I squatted in front of the computer and started playing. Although I didn’t know what the letters on the keyboard were, I remembered what each letter could do.

Wang Lang opened his mouth and yawned.

Look at the Fire Demon, I probably understand how to go to bed after playing.

Who knew that he was awakened by the fire demon not long after he fell asleep.

"I'm hungry." said the Fire Demon.

Wang Lang endured the sleepiness and made a bucket of instant noodles for the Fire Demon.

When I lay down to sleep again, I was awakened by the sound of the fire demon eating instant noodles.

Wang Langsheng sat up desperately.

I regret that I wanted to introduce the game to this old guy for Mao.

Looking at this old guy, cigarettes and instant noodles, and his firm eyes staring at the computer screen, he obviously was a boy who had just become addicted to the Internet.

In the final circle, the Fire Demon let him lie down and then ran to pee.

A gunshot came from the sound. The Fire Demon didn't even lift his pants, and ran out of the bathroom with his old dick. He was nervously lying on the computer to look at the screen. The old chrysanthemum was facing Wang Lang.

Wang Lang went crazy.

It's a fucking evil.

All night, the Fire Demon was very excited and was playing there when dawn.

Wang Lang didn't even fall asleep. This old guy was called Fire Demon and he was also a Voldemort who played games. Every time he was a person, he would laugh. Wang Lang was angry and laughing.

Think about it carefully.

There are already two big men in the world who have been taken by Wang Lang on the road to no return. One is the big man on the top floor of the attic at the foot of Fengtian Mountain, and now he is a fire demon.

Before he knew it, he harmed two big shots and turned them into Internet addicted elderly people.

Early in the morning, Wang Lang rubbed his face and called the front desk to prepare two breakfasts to be delivered.

This room belongs to Wang Lang himself, which is why there are games on the computer.

The door was knocked, and Wang Lang thought it was the breakfast delivery person, so he immediately became overwhelmed as soon as he opened the door.

It turned out to be Zhang Che, who had a plastic bag in his mouth, filled with various ingredients, an induction cooker under his arm, and a pot in his hand, which contained red soup ingredients.

Putting down the things, Zhang Che quickly packed everything.

"Brother Nan, I heard from people that I came here, so I came to you for breakfast." Zhang Che grinned at Wang Lang.

A clang sound suddenly came.

It shocked Zhang Che, and Wang Lang was also scared.

The Fire Demon stared at the screen with his eyes.

"What's wrong with this uncle?" Zhang Che said in a daze.

Wang Lang was also confused, so he looked at the fire demon whose mouse was broken into scum, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

The Fire Demon frowned and pointed at the computer screen, "Oh, why are you dead?"

Wang Lang ran over to watch the replay, "Invisible Hang."

"What?" The Fire Demon didn't understand.

"Damn it! Awesome uncle! He is eating chicken." Zhang Che came over.

After Wang Lang explained clearly, the fire demonic finger poked the screen and cursed.

Zhang Che looked at the fire demon who was so angry that he became interested, "Master, let's play in a team?"
Chapter completed!