God Level Demon

At this time, at home.

His father, Natsukawa River, and his mother, Huang Lanxin, also saw the scene of Xiaping's victory, jumping almost from the couch to the point of excitement.

“Ha ha, I won, my son won. ”

Natsukawa is proud of Yangyang: “I didn't expect my son to win the high school fight championship, but now I see who can still look down on me. ”

“I can't, but my son can. ”

Huang Lanxin was also very happy: “Out of the blue, my son is really out.” She knows the gold content of this high school fight contest, and every champion is bound to take the Yanhuang University.

There is no doubt that her son will have no future.

“By the way, you have to call your relatives and friends to let them know if there are any happy things to share.” Suddenly something occurred to me, Natsukawa revealed a cheating smile.

Huang Lanxin's face is speechless. Where he wants to share, he clearly wants to show off.

But there are not many things in life to be proud of, what to be proud of, what to be proud of, it is best to be happy, I don't care what others think.

…………

Meng Fei, the editor of Penguin Novel Network, also keeps an eye on Xiaping. After all, this is a major new novelist on their website. He's planning to launch a TV show recently. How could he not?

“No way, Black Heart Wolf teacher is amazing, not only the novel, but also the martial arts cultivation is so amazing, the future is unlimited.” Meng Fei is also emotionally concerned about the news of Xiaping's victory.

This is the so-called Wenwu Shuangquan.

Di's voice, a video communication request to connect, is the director Wang Daham.

Just now, Mengfei immediately heard the loud voice from Wang Daham, shouting: “Mengfei, you know what? Xiaping actually won the Tianshuicheng High School Fighting Competition and won the championship. Oh, my God, this is against the sky. ”

He was so excited.

“You haven't contacted me in a few days, and now all of a sudden, it's not to tell me about it, is it?” Menfei knew the character of his friend long ago, and he didn't turn a corner with him.

Wang Daham hey laughed: “Still you know me, ten episodes of TV drama has been filmed, it will be finished in a few days, soon to be on the video website. ”

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but get nervous. After all, this is his flip job. If he fails this time, there will be no next chance.

“You've come to contact me for publicity?” Meng Fei knew immediately what his friend was thinking.

Wang Daham hey hey laughed: “Yes, it's just for publicity, and this time I'm saving money. There's still a million dollars left in the production fee of 5 million, which can be used to publicize it. ”

Meng Fei smoked the corner of his mouth. Even if the production fee of 500,000 yuan per episode of TV drama is cold and sour, the fat man can still save a million yuan. This has to be done without knowing how many employees' sweat money has been squeezed.

But he was also lazy about how they did it, and he asked directly, "Tell me, how do you want to promote it? ”

“Hey, the biggest trick in this show is naturally the new sharp writer Black Heart Wolf, and I guess a lot of people on the Internet are curious about his identity right now. And this time he won the Tianshuicheng High School Fight Championship. ”

Wang Daham's eyes lit up: “A high school student, the champion of the fight competition, the scholar and Yu Tsim student, was actually the author of a functional novel, and he didn't know how many people's eyes were shocked. ”

“There is no doubt that this message will shock the entire network. ”

He was confident, after all, that he was already good at speculation.

Meng Fei looked at Wang Daham without a word: "Do you want to ask Mr. Black Heart Wolf about this? Maybe he doesn't want to divulge his identity? ”

“Don't worry, he'll do it. ”

Wang Dahaman doesn't care: “After all, he has invested five million federal dollars. I don't think he would want his own TV script to be homeless. Anyway, just leave it to me and make sure it's okay. ”

After a crack, he hung up the video communication.

Meng Fei smoked in the corner of his mouth and was helpless. He always felt that the fat man was not doing his job properly and didn't know how much trouble he would have in the future.

But he has no choice now.

…………

At this time, Zhou Jia Villa's living room, the TV was on, Zhou stared dead at Xiaping on the TV, his eyes revealed an incredibly gloomy color, showing no intention of killing.

And at this point, he stood behind four or five black men.

“Boss, as you instructed, we went to investigate this Xiaping. ”

A man in black immediately said: "Indeed, this Xiaping is very strange. It is obvious that two months ago, the boy was only a martial artist for three days, but now he has been promoted to a martial artist for nine days. This situation is too strange and the pace of progress is too alarming. ”

“If he hadn't hidden his cultivation, he would have had an amazing encounter. ”

He had a very heavy face.

“And I also investigated earlier that he and Zhou Tai An had had a problem at school, which was that the kid punched Zhou Tai An into the hospital and beat him to death. ”

Another man in black also said: "Because of this, the boss's brother Zhou Ding seemed angry, and he also made a rough move to send several elite men against the Xiaping family. ”

“Although Xia Ping's mother was successfully taken to hospital, the murderer who drove the crash disappeared without a trace, as if he had disappeared completely into the world. ”

“There are even a few elite men against Xia Ping, but they disappear without a trace. ”

“The villa exploded that evening, and Zhou Tai 'an and Zhou Ding were killed on the spot. There are many doubts worth exploring. ”

Hearing this, Zhou's eyes shone a little chilly: "Are you saying that the death of my brother and my brother's son was most likely caused by this kid?! ”

“Not necessarily this kid did it, but he could never escape the relationship. After all, where could this happen, he had just been sent to deal with the Xiaping family, but the Zhou Ding family suddenly died, with no sign at all. ”

A man in black sneered: “I think this kid worshipped a strong man as a master and got that strong man as a backstage, so please move that strong man and destroy Zhou Ding and others. ”

“Boss, if this kid has backstage, I'm afraid we can't move. ”

Another black man cautioned that the ability to silently kill Zhou Ding and others and prevent the police from finding traces was too terrible.

“Can't move? Kill my brother, you told me not to move? ”

Zhou Qianqiang drank: “I don't care who is standing behind him, kill my disciple, I will play with him! ”

“You guys keep an eye on the Xiaping family. ”

“Once you find something wrong with this kid, kill him, no mercy, and I'll do it myself. ”

He seemed to have a sensational desire to kill.