Chapter 567

At the same time, a series of public opinions on these issues also appeared on the Internet.

People go out with panic every day. Some people will doubt the real reason for the existence of this phenomenon. People who know the existence of monks also feel strange. According to common sense, people in the human world will not know so much about the contradictions between monks.

Some people say they have seen a small-scale war between monks. According to these people, whenever this small-scale mutual injury is over, a suspicious shadow always disappears on the roof.

The contradictions between the three forces and the five peak sects gradually began to surface.

Wang Zheng turned on the computer and opened a secret forum.

Enter several keywords in it, namely.

"Friar, fight."

Soon, the answer he wanted appeared on the screen. The forum here was very lively. Netizens in the city all night began to spit here.

"It's too much. Can we say that we can do whatever we want in our world without the control of our human order! We want them to see our attitude!"

"Damn Xiuxian, I really think our nuclear weapons are fun. I'm bored. I'm TMD positioning and accurate attack!"

"Drifting silently, I think they're wrong..."

There is a lot of abuse about these small wars on the Internet, which normal Internet users will not accept. People from different circles do whatever they want in their own world.

"These irresponsible acts among monks will affect our public security. We need to pay more attention to how the relevant departments will respond."

This is the voice from many netizens. Wang Zheng reads at a glance, and the blue light of the computer lights up his eyes.

"The following is all the reports about this time. If you don't believe it, you don't see it."

Such a line of words was displayed on the computer screen. Wang Zheng smiled and shut down the computer. During the shutdown process, Wang Zheng said on the web page that the forum brushed on the web page was still constantly updated, and one bubble after another emerged from the following dialog box.

Those who completely believe in science will naturally feel that all these are public opinion, and there are always some people in the world who believe in these supernatural phenomena.

Who says monks can't use computers? Wang Zheng's words like this will bring you the glory of the king.

What netizens don't know, the black figure that always exists in the night is actually Wang Zheng. He appears in the night like a wandering soul. When he meets the people of the three forces or the five peak sects, he goes to kill him.

Then he deliberately left the body in place, leaving a wound that the forensic couldn't crack.

The rest of the story is waiting for the residents who get up and go to work in the morning to see it and write it by themselves.

Now, through this forum, relevant departments all over the world have begun to pay attention to the affairs of the fairy world. They are angry at their irresponsible behavior and fight in the human world regardless.

Their actions have crossed the safest line.

Wang Zheng closed the cover of his laptop, turned and walked to the window. Outside the window, there were all rustling rain. Small raindrops hit the transparent window, like a soothing symphony.

In the endless rain, Wang Zheng stood alone in front of the window, thinking about his plans these days. These days, Wang Zheng was very busy, and the rustle before the computer shut down came into his mind. Wang Zheng sometimes dreamed these days that he was still in the dark sea with no bottom.

The sound of rain like this will always give Wang Zheng an illusion.

"This time you are very smart and start to use public opinion to carry out your own plan. The battle between them has angered mankind. Then if someone comes to light a fire at this time."

"Well, I'll try to put pressure on them and borrow human anger..."

Wang Zheng said with a smile that he had seen the reactions in the forum just now, which could explain the problem very well.

I often haunt in the city, do something that will cause misunderstandings among netizens and the public, and slightly encounter the contradiction between the three forces and the five peak sects.

The mobile phone on the bar rang. Wang Zheng came over and looked at it. He found that it was a seller.

Now Wang Zheng has been the focus of the city's major sales centers to explore customers. Wang Zheng reluctantly threw his mobile phone back on the sofa. Melodious music is still playing in the living room. Wang Zheng wants to stop the music.

There are four people around the mahjong table downstairs. The card game is going on very hot at the moment.

"Good luck comes every day..."

Murong Yuyan and Gu Xiaoyuan Ji and Jilin Yu gather together next to this table of mahjong. At the moment, Gu Xiaoyuan hums the background music with an intoxicated face.

Wang Zheng simply wanted to print his sole on his face, but it was rare that a large number of people gathered again in his villa. It was not a big deal for everyone to play mahjong together happily.

The sound of mahjong bumping together also sounds very happy. The background of good luck constantly excites people's nerves. Wang Zheng looks at the four people on the table. At first, he really can't believe that Murong Yuyan likes playing mahjong

Besides, she's still an old hand in the card game!

The action of plain hand flop was so sophisticated, and Murong Yuyan was plain and white because of the secretion of adrenaline, and her face was a little more ruddy.

Wang Zheng went to turn off the stereo, connected his Bluetooth, found a song list and began to play. The soothing sound of organ music echoed throughout the room. He hoped that the music could slow down their playing rhythm a little.

"I said, I'm going to go to the bathroom. I've been playing for too long. I can't hold it anymore."

Gu Xiaoyuan raised his hand. Wang Zheng saw the opportunity and immediately sat down in his position.

"Then give it to me. Look at your smelly hand. You've lost several games in a row. Let's see how I can break it back for you."

When Jiji knew that Wang Zheng had come back from outside, he saw that he also came back from abroad by plane. When he entered the door, he gave him a big bear hug. Wang Zheng was embarrassed by the foreign etiquette of Jiji.

"I said, you big fart child, how all kinds of poison stick, and I began to worry about your future..."

Wang Zheng sat down and didn't forget to scold Ji. Ji Ji didn't mind. He took the bag Wang Zheng gave her and didn't care much about him.

"Touch!"

Wang Zheng said happily. He suddenly liked the good luck before

Good luck! Good luck!

Wang Zheng became happy again. He felt more comfortable touching mahjong. He couldn't be too happy.