"Nephew Liang, why not bet, let's make a bet,"

Jiang Wei's eyes rolled.

Luo Liang ignored it.

"Can Li Shenglong's concert be held smoothly?"

"If it cannot be held smoothly, I will win. You have to have a fight with me in public."

Luo Liang still didn't respond.

"If it can be held smoothly, you will win. From now on, we will meet with our peers, and I will not call you nephew again."

"Then what are you calling me?" Luo Liang said suddenly.

Jiang Wei gritted his teeth: "If I lose, I'll call you Brother Liang."

Luo Liang seemed interested and asked Jiang Feng: "How is his credibility?"

Jiang Feng said: "It's not good to comment."

Luo Liang smiled without saying a word, and it turned out to be a hob meat.

Jiang Wei said angrily: "I have recorded what I just said, I'll send you a copy."

"Okay, then bet."

Luo Liang accepted the video of the bet.

It doesn’t matter whether you shout Brother Liang or not.

With videos as evidence, he will not have to endure the suppression of this guy's seniority in the future.

"Okay! Then wait for the concert in a few hours."

Jiang Wei was ecstatic.

He was very frustrated these two days. Luo Liang neither accepted the competition nor gave him the opportunity to be alone.

If one can have a conversation in public, it can clear away the shame and correct his reputation.

...

On an immigrant planet in the distant starry sky.

In a certain city, in a dilapidated Internet cafe.

A sloppy young man is cleaning and cleaning up all kinds of garbage stolen goods.

The young man is named Li Junye, who is a down-and-out network manager. He is at the bottom of the city and is called to drink.

Who would have thought that there was another mysterious identity hidden in this down-and-out network manager.

Li Junye's eyes are in the depths of his eyes, and the dense data is beating, which can instantly invade the virtual networks of most countries in the Free Alliance.

The world in Li Junye's eyes is different from that of ordinary people.

Endless data woven into a grid, outlining a mysterious and grey underground palace in his consciousness.

Li Junye sat on the supreme throne in the virtual underground palace.

The authority in his hands is in charge of the gray area, the virtual world, and the assassination world.

If he wants, the power he possesses can indirectly affect the military and political structures among the countries of the alliance.

In the Free Alliance, the King of the Dark Web is definitely a big shot.

only.

No one knows the real identity of the King of the Dark Web.

What can be confirmed is.

This big guy not only has a powerful dark web, but he is also a superpower above level 6, and his individual power is unpredictable.

"king."

A woman in a curvy black battle robe half kneeled under the throne.

"Someone borrowed your reputation to block Li Shenglong, spend a lot of money on the dark web platform and hired various forces."

"There is suspected that someone from the top leaders of the dark web will cooperate. There will be a big move this time, and Li Shenglong may have to fall into a big fall."

After listening to the report.

Li Jun said indifferently: "I am not interested in Li Shenglong's affairs. Has anyone violated the rules this time?"

"Those people are pretty clean, mainly borrowing your reputation."

The woman in black battle robe said.

"Give them a warning." Li Junye's expressionless face.

"yes."

The woman in black robe felt a stern.

The warning in the king's mouth is not literal.

Um?

Li Junye's numb face suddenly appeared on Wannian's numb face.

Immediately afterwards.

That little bit of surprise turned into a thick shock.

The woman in black robe was frightened and had never seen such an expression on the face of this dark king.

Realistic Internet cafe.

The sloppy young man sensed the mark on his body and received official information from the organization.

bite!

[The person in power??? Release you a 0-level mission]

[Task content: Let Li Shenglong's concert be held smoothly]
Chapter completed!