Hearing this, the others looked at the fighter plane screen. After seeing the large gray and white, they were all shocked and angry.

"Eble! You're in big trouble this time."

A tester sighed and looked at Eble with sympathy.

Ebul seemed to react from his anger. Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces and the dim crystal ball not far away, his face suddenly changed drastically when he thought of something.

...

At the same time, a detective at Chengdu Tianmei headquarters discovered Lanling King's abnormality, and his face suddenly showed disbelief. He quickly looked at President Ming and said in a hurry: "Mr. Ming, a maximum-level 'rat' was killed, this..."

Mr. Ming, who was standing there in contemplation, was shocked when he heard this and said in surprise: "A 'rat' died?"

While speaking, he quickly took two or three steps, but at this time, the body of Lanling King had disappeared, and only the players in the field were left, and the Baili Shouyou in Zuli was imprinted into her eyes.

"Replay!" Mr. Ming said.

"good!"

The detector immediately called out another projection and began to play back the scene before. Soon, Baili took the initiative to attack Lanling King, and was then chased by Lanling King, and finally counterattacked.

"Play a game with both hands? Who knows this id?"

Mr. Ming looked around with his hands in his chest.

The senior executives present were silent, as if thinking. Suddenly, a middle-aged man smiled and said, "I seem to have some impression that the master of this id won the solo runner-up in the ultimate solo battle that I was in charge of a few months ago."

This middle-aged man has no sense of importance in his words. After all, he is just a solo, and the king is a collective game. The value of a solo champion is not as high as he imagined, and it does not mean anything.

"Who is the champion?"

"Nangong Yao."

Is Nangong Yao? Mr. Ming nodded. She is naturally familiar with this id. The signature under the trophy was written by her.

It's just not enough...

Not to mention the runner-up playing games with both hands, even Nangong Yao would never win against the "rat". This is no longer a question of who is strong and who is weak. Although the psychological battle and fight just now were indeed exciting, President Ming deeply understood the horror of the "rats" and died so easily, she absolutely did not believe it.

Could it be that the "rats" are setting up a suspicion array, or are there any problems with their hands playing games?

After thinking about it, Mr. Ming asked about the opinions of other senior executives, and finally decided to try playing the game with these hands.

"How far is the nearest demon monster here?"

"About 80,000 yards."

"Change it now."

"ah?"

Upon hearing this, the inspector was stunned and said, "Mr. Ming, we will directly intervene in the endless battle, which is not good..."

"A 'rat' was killed for no reason. This is an unstable signal. We must figure out the situation and adjust it immediately!" Mr. Ming said.

The slightly younger inspector was not scared by President Ming. He hesitated for a moment and said, "But Mr. Yao..."

"I will be responsible over there, do you have any questions?" Mr. Ming took a step forward.

The inspector's heart suddenly jumped, took a deep breath, and said, "No...no problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at several inspectors around him and started operating on the instrument together.
Chapter completed!