Chapter 141 (1/2)

After King solved his lunch, he opened his laptop, boarded the starting point novel network, clicked into the web page of his works, and was ready to browse the reader's comments in front of the codeword to see if the readers had any good suggestions for improvement (it is suggested to start with a watermelon knife and cut and hang the roots to be chaste!).

However, when he opened the comment area, he found that his comment area exploded.

Fried tomato: ”the protagonist is bald and stronger? What's the shit principle? Let's eat shit! ”

King:“……”

Fried potato: ”is the protagonist so strong or so poor? Funny? Let's eat shit! ”

King:“……”

Fried winter Orange: ”the protagonist is invincible and still hanging silk? Play games, and it's a fucking love game? Let's eat shit! ”

King:“……”

Fried milk chicken: ”emperor engine? According to that degree of heart rate, the heart has already exploded. Can the protagonist live? Let's eat shit! ”

King:“……”

Fried eel: ”the protagonist has reached the peak of mankind and is still fucking single? The protagonist is incompetent. Let the author eat shit! ”

King's face sank suddenly. Madder, I must be just a B. how can so many people scold?

The tracker that has been paying attention to King's situation immediately tightened his mind. Sweat slowly seeped from his back and spine. Did king find anything? Yes, with King's strength, he must be able to keenly detect the murderous spirit in the air.

In this regard, he couldn't help glancing at the tight handcuffs and others, secretly complaining that those brainless fools in the death squad, as a killer, didn't restrain the murderous spirit revealed by himself. Pigs can feel that the atmosphere is wrong.

King grinned at the neat comment at the beginning of the word ”fried”. Fools can see that he was targeted. Hum, there are always crafty people who want to harm me!

Who did I offend? Although as the strongest man, King has carried a lot of black pots for Saitama, angered many evil organizations, and those who want to kill him can line up to travel around the world, his author number does not reveal his true information, so the people targeting him are certainly not those evil organizations, so who is it? Oh, I see. It's said that there is a case of the great God suppressing the rising star at the starting point. Is it that the great God is deliberately suppressing me? Sure enough, even if I have only B, I can't hide my dazzling light. The wood is beautiful in the forest and the wind will destroy it. I am the towering tree that frightens the wind.

King looked at the screen full of names of fried potatoes, fried tomatoes, fried winter oranges, fried milk chicken and fried pond eels. He snorted coldly, ”hum, do you five want to kill me? Just underestimate me, don't you? Just because you want to kill me? An ant tries to shake a big tree and overestimates its strength. ” Say, type up your words and comment. Don't just do it!

The tracker was shocked and hurriedly reported, ”boss, there's a situation. King seems to have found us.” Handcuffs, fishing nets, explosion-proof round shields and electric shock rods, plus yourself, there are exactly five people!

The members of the death squad such as handcuffs also trembled, and their tight faces showed a trace of fear. They were not trained to die since childhood, but they were temporarily encouraged by huge amounts of money and looked at death as if they were at home, but it does not mean that they are not afraid of death, let alone meaningless death. If King is not killed, the organization will not be paid, and their resettlement expenses will naturally be out of the question.

”Don't worry, King hasn't shot you yet. Our blasting team will soon install the explosives, steady, steady.”

The boss comforted them.

King was preparing to fight back. He found that a large number of strangers poured into the comment area, constantly attacked him, criticized his novels, and said that ”I'm Shennong, poisoned and killed”, ”fifteen year old bookworm, identified this book as a junk book”, which made him very angry.

The only gratifying thing is that at last some book friends are willing to stand up and speak out. For example, the book friend named Biluo Cola chose one hundred and fought with the ”children” of the group.

I'm very pleased!

King looked at the names of strangers still pouring in, and Leng hum, ”hum, and the blasting group (they are the Navy. King, you have nothing to do, so don't confuse the Navy with the blasting group.)? But do you think I can be defeated by a small blasting team? ”

His fingers fell quickly on the keyboard and clattered up what he had just said.

King just finished his latest comments and found that his only comrade in arms had written coke, which had been scolded by others. He was angry from his heart, yelling and typing, ”you can even attack me alone. Why involve the innocent? Are you still human? ”

”Boss, i... I want to give up the task.”

The tracker looked at the angry king and suddenly felt his shoulder sink. The waiter patted him on the shoulder and asked with concern, ”Sir, your face is not very good. Are you okay?”

”No... no, I didn't sleep well last night.”

The tracker waved his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.