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Chapter 227 The Donkey of the Production Team

I've thought about it, do you have time to listen?"

Bai Ling's voice finally came from his ears. Liu Xiao withdrew his gaze toward the night sky and put down his coffee cup. "You can't see what I'm doing."

"There are still basic etiquette."

Bailing said seriously. "The earth seems peaceful now, but in fact it has already been surging undercurrents. There is a very important reason why it can maintain its current state, that is, the trial of origin has not yet ended. This means that the transformationalists who can finally stay at the origin have not been finalized, and these transformationalists will be the future of various countries and forces, and the final weight to determine the balance of strength."

Liu Xiao nodded silently, but he had never thought about this. "Once the origin trial is over, based on my analysis and judgment, the world will enter a period of conflict outbreak. The contradiction between the lost and ordinary people, the contradiction between the country and the power, and even the contradiction between the lost and the transformer will break out in a concentrated manner. Real changes will come. Every group, every country, and every force have their own core demand points. The lost want to obtain energy crystals, want to separatist, and want ordinary people to obey them. The country wants to control more resources, control more combat power, and obtain more star domain technology and knowledge, and the power is more complicated. If they want to obtain the merits of the Galaxy Order, they need to maintain their own inheritance and deterrence, and at the same time they are the one who has the most contact with the star domain civilization."

"In general, the point of competition between all parties is people and transformers who are still at the origin. Therefore, war is almost inevitable."

"Although what you made me think about is to allow objects to obtain greater value, the manifestation of value must be determined based on the future direction of the world."

"So, I think it's necessary for you to have your own team of combat power, and when you're not on Earth, they can protect your homeland and when you return to Earth, they can be your help."

Bai Ling's words left Liu Xiao speechless for a long time. He thought Bai Ling would calculate a financial account for him and get enough profits. Unexpectedly, his liaison officer thought so far. "Does the country allow us to have our own team?"

Liu Xiao always felt that Bai Ling’s home is not just about home. “There are countless local forces or family soldiers who have fought for the country and the country for thousands of years. Why should the country oppose the existence of a team that defends its homeland?”

Bailing asked back. "I understand, but to establish such an armed combat power, it is necessary to form a completely trustworthy person. Where can I find such a group of people?"

Liu Xiao asked himself that there was no suitable candidate in his circle of friends. "This is indeed a problem, but as long as you decide to do this, I think the organization will definitely plan for you. Moreover, in Qiantang and even the entire Zhejiang Province, you should be able to find some lost people. After all, your appeal is not ordinary."

"hehe."

Liu Xiao laughed dryly, and the word Fahai seemed to float to his head out of thin air. "I think about it, are you sure the country will support me in doing this?"

"The country needs you to do this."

Bai Ling said bluntly. "I understand."

This answer is actually not what Liu Xiao wants to hear, because it means that the country has predicted that the crisis is approaching, and may even be so strong that it has to rely on civilian forces. "You think about it, of course, this is just my thoughts and suggestions, and you don't have to follow what I said."

Bailing added. "I've finished thinking."

Liu Xiao followed and said, "So fast?"

"How can I be slow? I'm not a donkey from the production team."

“…what’s the result?”

"As you said, start looking for a suitable team candidate immediately, but the selection range can be expanded. It is not necessarily the same as the loser, who has the skills of fighting, shooting skills and cold weapons. But the first requirement is that the character must pass the level and be able to keep the bottom line. What we want is a shepherd dog, not a shepherd wolf."

"Although your metaphor is a bit ugly, it's quite appropriate."

Bai Ling smiled and joked, "Then I will start doing it immediately!"

"Okay, I'll start synchronously here too."

Liu Xiao said in a deep voice. "What are you going to do?"

Bailing asked curiously. "You see that."

......... "Dear Tits, I'm doing live broadcasts for you by the West Lake. Yes, it's West Lake in Qiantang. There were many bloody incidents in this area last night. What? Why are there so many people around? Haha, because that divine Qiantang has been completely destroyed, and the safety problem of Qiantang has been solved, otherwise how dare I stand here. I know everyone is very concerned about the situation here. I just took the high-speed rail in the afternoon. Thank you!! Thank you for this anchor who loves to eat shit, thank you boss! The anchor doesn't like to eat shit, let me state it first. I'll interview a few locals in Qiantang now."

Around Qiantang West Lake, there is a crowd of people. A little famous anchor is doing a live broadcast, preparing to make a wave of traffic popularity. "This young lady, sorry, I am an anchor, and I am in the live broadcast. I want to interview you."

The anchor stopped a girl and said with a smile. The girl did not refuse. She nodded in a daze and glanced at the anchor's mobile phone screen. There were hundreds of people online. She subconsciously combed her hair. "We all know that something big happened in Qiantang last night. A mysterious transformation man wiped out a lost power here alone. As a local in Qiantang, how do you think about this matter?"

"Of course it's a great pleasure. Those people are very bad, very bad."

The girl said angrily. "I have a best friend who had a serious car accident because these people were racing on the street last month. She is still lying in the hospital!"

The anchor focused on the key points and was obviously satisfied with the girl's answer. "Thank you for the old antique light sign! Thank you boss! The boss is really particular. I will first give gifts and then ask questions. It is about Blood Cloth. How do you locals think of Blood Cloth, a transformer?"

The girl had a serious expression, "Bloody clothes are the heroes of all of us Qiantang people. We deserve it. He did something that no one dared to do."

The number of people online has been rising, although not many. "Yes! Now people across the country want to know about Blood Cloth. Do you have anything to share with us about him?"

The girl pursed her mouth, thought for a while, and said, "He is very handsome and has a good figure."

"..." The anchor was speechless for a moment, but when he saw that a few people started to give gifts in the live broadcast room, he instantly noticed the topic of concern to netizens. "Now there are only a few blurry photos on the Internet, and the shooting angle is not good. How do you know that he is very handsome?" The girl seemed to be interested in the topic of Blood Clothes. She smiled sweetly and said, "He appeared for a short time. Maybe the witness disappeared before he could take out his phone. It was good to take a picture. But many of us in Qiantang have seen it with their own eyes. There is a cleaning aunt in our company. She happened to see Blood Clothes on a windowsill last night. She heard that Blood Clothes were very handsome and were so melancholy handsome. The aunt was moved at the time and said that Blood Clothes was a hundred times more attractive than those young and fresh people on TV."

The number of people in the live broadcast room is already thousands, the anchor's heart is pounding, and the screen is full of "Continue! Don't stop!"

, more and more people are giving gifts. "What you are not exactly right!"

A middle-aged woman who was joining the fun at the side entered the live broadcast screen, with an expression of internal intelligence, and said seriously, "I tell you, Blood Clothes is not that kind of melancholy handsome, but a fairy who fell into the world. Moreover, he has a thousand faces. Different people have different looks when they see him. This is not something I'm talking nonsense. Both security guards in our community saw with their own eyes. The blood Clothes they saw were completely different."

The anchor was in a state of ecstasy because the number of people in the anchor room had exceeded 2,000, and everyone's attention to Bloody Clothes was far beyond his imagination. "Oh, do you like Bloody Clothes so much?"

The middle-aged woman glanced at the netizens in the live broadcast room and said disdainfully, "Don't think about it, the blood-clothing is also from us Qiantang people. You outsiders can't rob us Qiantang girls. If I could be 10 years younger, I would definitely be obsessed with him. Who doesn't love such a great hero? Aren't beauty a hero worthy of a hero?"

"Haha, this sister, what you said may not be true. Female netizens across the country will definitely have a chance."

The anchor didn't want to anger female netizens from other places, so he hurriedly came out to fulfill his sentence. This sentence instantly attracted a gift from a group of female netizens, which made the anchor calm on the surface and was already full of joy. More than ten meters away from them, a young man got out of the taxi, walked through the densely crowded West Lake Pedestrian Street, and disappeared. Liu Xiao stood on the huge sycamore tree, covered in blood, as if the killing god last night. He put a mask on his face, then jumped up and landed on a street light in the pedestrian street. After holding his hands, he waited quietly. In the live broadcast room, a netizen posted, "Look! Look! What is on that street light!!"

No one noticed it at the beginning, but soon, more and more people began to frantically flood the screen! "Blood Clothes! Blood Clothes are behind you!!"

"Turn around quickly, the bloody clothes are behind you!"
Chapter completed!
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