Chapter 227 (1/2)
Yang Hao even thought that they were sick. Did not the handwriting and password create trouble for the later comers?
Who knows how to solve the secret?
Curling their mouths, they can't think about their brain circuits and feel sick.
My eyes fell on the computer and found that there were two more typefaces on it.
”Yes, you must be Young Marshal Yang Hao. I'm glad to meet you on the Internet!”
”How about chen'an's research? Can we get the results as soon as possible? Now we have T6 in our gathering place. It's very terrible. Even the martial god can't resist it! ”
Seeing the above handwriting, Yang Hao did not have the desire to answer. Holding his head in his hands, he leaned against the back of his chair and said coldly:
”can you guess? Guess, I won't answer
I don't like the feeling of being controlled and active, so let him push for a while.
The right foot is on the left leg knee, top to top movement.
I was very tired last night, and then I drank again. I can just keep my eyes closed.
Chen an, next to him, seems to be completely immersed in his own world. He quickly taps his hands on the computer and murmurs: ”boy, even if it's to prevent the zombie from getting, the password should not be transformed by the four images of the old ancestor, right? Fortunately, I am prepared
He seems to forget the hatred in his heart, forget all the troubles and immerse himself in research.
The eyes drop and blink, hands and fingers quickly in the computer.
Hearing his voice, Yang Hao had to open his eyes again.
Seeing his attentive appearance, I suddenly feel that he is really an elite and is really easy to fall into the working state.
If ordinary people have a natural resistance to work, they would like to have a rest every day, watch plays, sleep, go to bars and so on.
Just as he looked at Chen an, the computer dialog box suddenly changed into several people appeared in the picture.
In front of him was a dignified old man in a black tunic with gray hair and bright eyes.
Next to a woman sitting on a chair, hands on the keyboard, with long hair, melon face, apricot eyes, cherry mouth.
The typical oriental classic beauty makes people feel close instantly.
There are two middle-aged people next to them, but a lot behind them, one with glasses, one with narrow eyes, flashing all kinds of light.
”Who are you, young man? Yang Hao? I'm Yang Chenwu! ”
Inside came the voice of gray hair, which seemed quite dissatisfied with his appearance.
At the moment, Yang Hao, with his arms behind his head, is leaning on his chair with his right leg on his left leg, which is more natural and unrestrained.
If the mouth again with a cigarette, it is estimated that people will be regarded as a rascal, big gangster.
Even now, the faces of the four of them are very ugly, and he feels that he is too disrespectful.
Yang Hao raised his eyebrows, pulled a vicious smile from the corner of his mouth and said:
”can you guess? Guess it, it's OK. I have a lot of free time. It's all time! ”
He did not have the slightest convergence, but also deliberately changed a comfortable position, the right foot up, is shaking.
What do you think? How do you look like a snob.
But also expressed a thought, you are so willing to guess, willing to interrupt him, you will not have a good face.
The three middle-aged people on the opposite side are all human spirits. Otherwise, how could they get along well in the end?
In an instant, he guessed Yang Hao's heart and pushed the girl's back in front of him.
The girl can mix with them, naturally flying, biting her teeth, said:
”that, marshal, I'm sorry, it's my fault! I'm not supposed to rush. Well, can we have a good talk
Her voice was a little hoarse, her face was dark, her eyes were bloodshot, and I could see her.
At the moment, after lowering his posture, he was even more pleading with his hands together.
Originally, even in life, it is very impolite to interrupt the other person continuously.
But when Yang Hao heard the voice, he immediately recognized that she was Luo Youshui, the broadcaster of Dabie Mountain.