The mysterious Dark World official website headquarters, in the database.

Aying looks in her forties, with long hair and thick glasses, and is thin. She is wearing a black dress and is sitting in front of the computer and quickly enters instructions. She performs a series of complex processing on the portrait. After the processing is completed, he quickly uses it to compare and search the portrait information in the database.

The computer screen scrolled quickly, but after comparing it for nearly an hour, almost all the database data portraits were compared, but no similar portraits were found, which undoubtedly made him frown together.

"It's so hard to find? Are you mistaken? I've used the fastest instruction writing and method..."

Looking at the scene where there was no intention of stopping, Aying couldn't help but frown together, stretched out her palm and grabbed her hair, and spoke helplessly.

"Swish!"

As his words fell, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Damn, no?"

When he returned to his seat after going to the bathroom and looked at the scene of stopping scrolling on the computer, he suddenly became stunned, and an incredible voice came from his mouth.

Because the most similar photo he found in the computer database that he used to compare and search for... was the leader of the King's Palace and the tyrant of one of the four emperors!

It is no wonder that Aying was so shocked and surprised, because the similarity between the two, facial features and bones reached 70%.

Aying knew very well what this meant...

This is not an ordinary photo comparison, but a detailed comparison of his facial features and even his face and bones, which is definitely an accurate and detailed existence.

Everyone is a unique existence. Even if there are two people who look very similar, the data comparison of their facial bones and facial features will never reach a same rate of 70%. The maximum can only reach 67 or 8. In this regard, they have done countless experiments and data collection and comparison.

Now that I saw such search results, Aying knew very well what this meant. It is very likely that it means that the current Crazy Lord is the tyrant of that year, and the tyrant did not die under the nuclear explosion that year.

This discovery made Aying shocked!

"Who moved my computer just now?"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Aying looked at his colleagues working around him and asked in a deep voice.

No one answered, everyone was busy with their own affairs.

Aying asked twice again, but still no one answered, which made him frown.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to reconcile and search.

This time, Aying did it more meticulously and took longer. She only got the result after two hours, which was no different from the previous result.

"Swish!"

Looking at the search comparison results, Aying subconsciously swallowed, gritted her teeth and rushed towards Shaniko's office with a hurried rush. This news was too important.

"Bang!"

The dull collision sounded, and the door of Shaniko's office was bluntly opened by Aying: "Sir Shaniko, the result of the comparison of facial data and portrait bones of the Crazy Lord you sent me in that photo is coming out..."

"Who is it?" Looking at Aying's anxious look, Shaniko was slightly surprised. She knew that Aying was one of the most calm people on the entire Dark World official website. It was hard for her to imagine who could make him lose his composure.

"Sir Shanico, you'd better watch it yourself!"

Aying took a deep breath and handed the notebook to Shaniko, and respectful words came from her mouth.

"This...how is this possible?"

Shaniko slowly took the notebook. When she saw the comparison and analysis data above, she was stunned and an incredible sound came from her mouth...

My god, how is this possible?

The Crazy Lord turned out to be the tyrant of that year? This made Shaniko really hard to believe.

"Is the data wrong?"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Shaniko raised her head and fell on Aying's body, and spoke in a deep voice.

"There will definitely be no errors. I have compared and analyzed them twice. Lord Crazy Lord is..."

Aying spoke with a serious look on her face, but unfortunately before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shaniko's voice: "I understand. I don't want anyone to know this news except the two of us. Do you understand?"

Since the Crazy Lord was the tyrant of that year, and he deliberately hid his identity, Shaniko naturally wanted to help him keep it absolutely confidential and it was impossible to leak the news.

"I understand!" Aying nodded solemnly.

"In addition, use all resources to push the content of the post of Lord Crazy Lord to the mobile phone of every user who has registered our Dark World Official Website ID as soon as possible!"

If Shaniko didn't know why Lan Feng asked her to push such a message before, then she would now know it clearly, because this was the codeword that Lord Tyrant summoned his former brothers!

"Yes!" Aying bowed and spoke.

"In addition, let the guy sent to the Phoenix Wu Bar in Heilongcheng come back, I want to go there in person!"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Shaniko spoke again in a deep voice.

"That... beautiful Miss Shaniko, your outfit is very good... If you can, come here to pick it up tonight, maybe there will be a wonderful night and surprise!"

Thinking of Lan Feng's previous words, a moving smile and yearning appeared on her beautiful cheeks. She never thought that one day she would receive a date invitation from Lord Tyrant...

Maybe, it was a really wonderful night!

As for surprises, maybe I only know them after I have been there.

As Shaniko's words fell, she had already stood up and walked out of the room and began to prepare and dress up carefully for that wonderful night.

Lan Feng never expected that his joke would be taken seriously by Shaniko, which led to him having an extremely enviable affair...

Heilong City, Fengwu Bar.

Lan Feng looked at the old-fashioned bar gate ahead with a complicated expression, and his heart was filled with deep emotion.

As Huofeng and Violet disappeared, the Fengwu Bar they once operated also became a bit bleak from the original lively and hot. In addition, wars were everywhere, and the Kings Palace ruled by Limia was cruel and unruly, and fewer and fewer people came to Fengwu Bar to enjoy it.

Lan Feng shook his head, put aside the chaotic thoughts, and then walked into Fengwu Bar with a step.

What I heard when I walked into the bar was not the extremely hot and bloody DJ music, but the low and soothing light music. There were only seven or eight people sitting in the huge bar, and the bartenders inside were also dozing off at the front desk of the bar, looking depressed and depressed.

During the war, people no longer had the enthusiasm and leisure they had before, even those who were accustomed to fighting every day in a chaotic dark world.

The ancient starry sky country founded by the alien race is like a sharp sword mounted on their throats, while the King's Hall ruled by Lemia is like a fish bone stuck in their throats. Who is still in a mood to live leisurely and entertain?

Everyone was also particularly nervous because they didn't know how long they could enjoy a peaceful life, when the war would burn over their heads, and when the King's Temple led by Limia would be conquered again!

People vaguely remember the scene when countless wars broke out in the last time the King's Palace led by Limia. That shocking battle was even more intense than the Black Sea battle when Lord Tyrant fought against the Abyss of Hell. Tens of thousands of people died. If it weren't for the time Cronos, the God of Time, and the Black Dragon and the others disbanded the organization in time, and did not fight against the King's Palace army led by Limia, and voluntarily gave up their territory, I'm afraid there would be more people who died.

"My man, have a glass of Fengwu Roland wine!"

Lan Feng walked to the front desk of the bar and sat down, looked at the dozing bartender and spoke lightly.

"Sir, please wait!"

After hearing Lan Feng's words, the bartender who was dozing off gradually came to his senses, yawned, stretched lazily, and then gradually entered the working state.

After a while, a glass of bright red wine was handed to Lan Feng, and respectful words came from the bartender's mouth.

Lan Feng nodded gently, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine was still the same as before, but for some reason, Lan Feng always felt that there was a little less smell.

He raised his head and looked down on the bartender, and slowly spoke, "Man, why do you look so depressed everywhere now?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, a hint of vigilance appeared on your guy's face. He looked around and said slowly: "Sir, you don't know... Since the death of Lord Tyrant, Limia, the logistics minister of the King's Palace, won the throne of the King's Palace, commanded the King's Palace to fight everywhere, and wars broke out everywhere. Even in the dark world, people will live in poverty."

"Our Black Dragon City was originally ruled by the Eight Demons Black Dragon, but now it has fallen into the hands of the King Hall... The original Black Dragon City lord, Lord Black Dragon City, was even captured. Now the city lord of Black Dragon City is one of the most powerful gods under the four gods and fourteen blades in the King Hall. Under his rule, Heilong City has long lost order. Wars and tortures occur every day. People in the city are worse than death. Tell me who else has the leisure to run to the bar to drink and have fun?"

Lan Feng spoke in confusion with a frown.
Chapter completed!