Chapter 142

Liu Zhen put down the corpse in his hand and walked out of the room with a frown.

Liang Min followed him trembling.

In the room, four people had been completely killed, and each person had a finger hole in their temple.

Liu Zhen, cold, ruthless, killing people like killing chickens, made Liang Min terrified every moment.

The two came out of a building in the slum. Liu Zhen waved at the street, and a taxi stopped. He looked at Liang Min and sat in the car first.

A moment later, Liu Zhen put down the corpse in his hand and thought for a moment with a frown.

"...Sure enough, I shouldn't have killed them all." He murmured.

Then he walked out of the room first, and soon walked to the street with Liang Min. He looked at the taxi on the street, muttered a few words, and still walked down the street with big strides, while Liang Min followed him with fear.

"Barely considered to have some power."

Liu Zhen said as he walked: "The gangs in this world can't even get active-duty military vehicles. Can they be called gangs? And they are unorganized and undisciplined... Forget it, you just do the nightclub side first. When Wu Pifu comes to find us tomorrow, bring him to see me immediately."

Liang Min said loudly: "Yes!"

Liu Zhen glanced at him and buried his head in walking: "Don't be so nervous. I have no conflict of interest with you, I won't kill you, and I still have to protect you... You haven't lost your accountant skills, right?"

Liang Min said "ah": "Ah, yes, definitely haven't lost it, it’s a skill to eat."

Liu Zhen continued to bury his head in walking: "You should also know that corruption in this Dream World makes no sense, so manage the accounts."

"Yes, yes, Brother Liu, don't worry, I will manage it well." Liang Min patted his chest immediately.

Liu Zhen was silent for a long time before whispering: "Wu Pifu’s efficiency is really good. The curtain weak point that appeared before was solved in less than 25 minutes. It seems to be a good teammate... It’s just that I don't know what he is doing now. Could it be that he is practicing boxing again?"

That’s right... Wu Pifu was indeed practicing boxing, but not the kind of boxing he imagined.

"Ouba World Open!"

Wang Yihui pointed to a logo picture on the laptop and said: "It’s not the most popular and top-level competitive project in the world, but this is the international-level competitive competition that we can contact in the shortest time. There is a competition for popular championship favorites this afternoon, and we must participate in it."

Wu Pifu looked at the picture on the laptop screen. The athletes were posing. Judging from their clothes and fighting pictures, this so-called Ouba should be a martial art similar to Taekwondo and Karate... No, this can’t be called martial arts at all, right?

"So what should I do?" Wu Pifu asked.

Wang Yihui immediately laughed: "Don't worry, I have prepared everything. The identity information has been forged through the dark web, and it has been entered into the national network, so don't worry about this. And the two people in this battle this afternoon, one is a championship favorite, who has won the championship twice, but failed in the last Ouba World Open. This time, starting from scratch, it can be said that he is the person with the highest voice for the championship."

"And his opponent is a little-known person, but this little person is not simple."

Wang Yihui pressed a few times on the laptop keyboard, and an athlete who was close to a middle-aged man appeared.

"He participates in the competition every year, but has never entered the top ten. Although his perseverance is very strong and he has enough persistence, his aptitude is mediocre. But precisely because of his perseverance and persistence, he has a lot of followers and die-hard fans. Unfortunately, in competitive sports, being weak is the original sin. Because of this, he is often humiliated by some athletes."

Wang Yihui said to Wu Pifu with a smile: "Brother Wu just needs to do something very simple: pretend to be this person’s die-hard fan, watch the game on the spot. There is a very, very high probability that this championship favorite will humiliate him after winning. Next, Brother Wu just rushes onto the stage and defeats this championship favorite with your fastest speed and strongest attack, and it is best to use the fighting moves of this Ouba."

"Then, make a big hit!"

Wu Pifu was silent. He imagined in his mind that he was fully exploding, with Dan energy running, qi and blood and blood energy stimulated to the extreme at the same time, his body surrounded by steam bursting from his body, jumping onto the stage and punching the so-called championship favorite with all his strength...

This picture is too beautiful, he can't continue to imagine it himself.

No matter what, this matter was all handled by Wang Yihui, and Wu Pifu only needed to show up. The purpose was naturally to go to the scene to make trouble, and then show overwhelming strength, make a big hit, and then Wang Yihui would create a world superstar persona with full authority. After Wang Yihui finished explaining, he immediately pressed the laptop keyboard for a while, and the originally familiar interface immediately turned into a black screen, and then the font Wang Yihui typed began to refresh the screen.

Wu Pifu found it interesting, so he sat on the side and watched. Wang Yihui didn't dislike it, and explained to Wu Pifu with a smile: "This is making money. The gold we brought out is limited after all. After exchange, there is not much left to buy this warehouse. However, this world is still carrying out an extremely backward stock market, which is very easy to handle. You can write a lower-level artificial intelligence to monitor the stock market with big data, and then buy low and sell high. As long as the computing speed is enough, you can earn 100 times a day with little capital."

Wu Pifu looked at the laptop and said: "Just this laptop? Is the computing speed enough?"

At this time, Lin Nianzhi walked in. Hearing this, she said with a smile: "Hardware is not enough, software makes up for it. The calculation equations and artificial intelligence that are several levels higher than this era are far beyond all computers in this era in terms of calculation magnitude. Yihui is a top student. Back then, the thirteen companies wanted to include him in the research team, but the Fourth War broke out, so fortunately he didn't go in..."

Wu Pifu sat quietly, watching the interaction of the three people in this team. They trusted each other very much and had a feeling of family, and he had also had such teammates before. Amadai, Xu Shilan, lived and died with him, and they had such moments of getting along back then...

That afternoon, under Wang Yihui’s manipulation, he directly chartered a small plane at the nearest airport in the city, just to allow Wu Pifu to go and return quickly, avoiding the appearance of curtain weak points during this period.

And Wu Pifu was really a bit shocked by this kind of "management" type maintenance worker. They were really amazing and awesome. They had only been in this Dream World for one day, and they could even charter a plane. What kind of fairy manipulation is this?

But I didn't expect that after Yu Rui and Wu Pifu left, Lin Nianzhi and Wang Yihui were discussing Wu Pifu.

"...Wu Pifu wouldn't be rushing up to fight and kill the nightmare every time he enters the Dream World, right?" Wang Yihui asked while looking at the computer screen.

Lin Nianzhi was reading a book. She borrowed dozens of books from the town library, basically books about geography, history, and politics of this world. She said while reading: "It’s unlikely, right? We haven't encountered those nightmares. Not to mention anything else, how to fight if a ghost comes out? Fight with fists? And we also tested it, he seems to have no pollution characteristics of those cultivation techniques."

Wang Yihui stopped typing. He looked at the ceiling for a long time and laughed: "That’s right, how can anyone enter the Dream World and fight head-on with the nightmare... Except for the existence of Chu Minghao, I can't imagine any similar fairy characters appearing."

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On the other side, Yu Rui and Wu Pifu boarded the chartered plane. There were flight attendants coming to deliver drinks. Because there was no need to wait for other passengers, it took off quickly after air traffic control was finished. In less than half an hour, they arrived at the city of the Ouba International Open.

Yu Rui didn't talk much, but he was very experienced in doing things. All the means of transportation, locations, and tickets along the way were handled by him. Soon, he brought Wu Pifu to the competition scene, a venue similar to a boxing match, and the seats they sat in were very close to the competition stage.

Yu Rui looked at his phone and said: "The competition will start in ten minutes. The strength of the two sides is very different. It should end in the first round... Wu, you have to use all your strength, just like in the curtain before."

Wu Pifu was silent, just looking at the competition stage.

After a while, the entire indoor hall was boiling, with various sparks and lightning, marking the entry of the two athletes. Sure enough, it was a lean young man, the championship favorite Setean, and a middle-aged man, Binoski. It was very obvious that the momentum of the two was completely different, one was arrogant, and the other kept checking the clothes and buttons on his body.

Both were different in mentality.

Wu Pifu could even feel that Binoski was probably participating in this competition for the last time. He already had the heart to retire.

At the same time, in an office in the slum of a certain city, Liu Zhen was drinking and flipping through various TV stations.

Having become the boss of several slum gangs, he could finally rest a little now. Watching TV was not only entertainment, but also a time to collect information about this world.

Then a sports channel flashed by. Liu Zhen was stunned for two seconds, and then changed the TV station back to the sports channel. He saw a fighting competition being broadcast live. After watching for only two seconds, the wine in Liu Zhen’s mouth sprayed out directly.

Wu Pifu was throwing Setean on the stage, as if throwing a rag doll, and at the same time shouting while throwing: "The driver is the strongest fighter! Only full of perseverance, enthusiasm, and the fighting spirit of never giving up, this is a real fighter!!"

"Long live the driver, long live the driver!"

Wu Pifu "gently" threw Setean, who was half a head taller than him, five meters away, crushing a large number of audience members. He looked carefully, no one died, very good.

Wu Pifu breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately raised his hand excitedly and shouted the words of long live the driver.

And on the stage, Binoski, who fell to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, was shouting in a hoarse voice: "I am Binoski, not a driver, not a driver..."