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The latest news headlines of "Dao" software: The man with a 40-meter sword becomes the "King of Firepower"!

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Yesterday, the Yin Qi of Suoyaojing in Huaxia Xiangchu Province broke out, the future heir of the Wang family who had been hidden for thousands of years was born again, this time he was not holding a 40-meter sword, but his demeanor was still the same. He was holding a kitchen knife to chop wires. Sparks flashed all the way.

It is reported that that night he held a yo-yo, raised his head to the sky and shouted "My life is up to me" and turned into a "firepower boy king". With a quick lightning strike, the ghost's mother exploded and the ancestral grave collapsed.

It is also because of his leadership that he led a group of "Firepower King" teammates to support other positions, accompanied by "Firepower King" teammates' 30 basic yo-yo moves, the ghosts retreated, and the yin qi broke out in the lock demon well. land.

In this battle, the future heirs of the Wang family became famous, even more prosperous than the battle of Miaoshan, and added another title - the young king of firepower!

At this point, this report is over, and I would like to express my thanks to the insiders who provided the information, thank you, and also thank the "Firepower Boy King", it is great to have you in Huaxia!

In addition, at the request of people familiar with the matter, the future heir of the Wang family has performed brilliantly in guarding the eruption of yin in the two wars. She has a good admiration for him and is preparing the future heir of the Wang family to form a fan club. The name of the club is now solicited.

Anyone who wants to join the club can call the following numbers and apply to join.

Phone XXXXX.

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After a cursory look at the news, Wang Ping couldn't take it any longer when he saw the first half of the news, rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth.

What the hell, what kind of shit wrote this.

He couldn't help complaining to Shangguan Jianguo and others.

"What kind of poor writing is this? I seriously doubt that the person who wrote this report is a novelist who has transformed himself? Try to be a fool."

Hearing this, several people in Shangguan Jianguo could not laugh or cry.

But Mr. Wang Ping, you did kill ghosts with a yo-yo, but also, this report is fictional, they haven't heard what Mr. Wang Ping shouted about my fate.

Speaking of which, this sentence seems to be a commonly used phrase in novels. No, that person is really a transformation of the novel author.

Afraid that Wang Ping would take a 40-meter knife to chop the person who wrote this news, Shangguan Jianguo said quickly.

"Although it's nonsense, Mr. Wang Ping, after all, you are famous. Now you are famous, and there are women who set up fan clubs for you. Hey, I'm envious."

In the end, Shangguan Jianguo, who was supposed to comfort him, envied Wang Ping.

Not to mention him, even the reckless man Lu Hongwu, as well as Zhang Hao and Xu Jiefei are all envious.

It is also in the ghost exorcism world. Why is Mr. Wang Ping so good, and he and others want to have a fan club.

"club?"

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, but he didn't read the second half of the news, and immediately looked down at the phone.

After reading it, Wang Ping turned a displeased face like flipping a book, turned into a smiling expression, and said in surprise.

"Hey, there really is a club, am I so famous now, can I be a grass powder monster?"

Everyone: "..."

Knowing that he was famous enough to have fans forming a club, Wang Ping was extremely inflated, and he had the urge to shout "My man with a 40-meter knife wants grass powder".

After some chat, everyone got up after eating and continued shopping.

This time, Wang Ping didn't plan to go back to Pengcheng early. Anyway, Dad couldn't come back for the time being, and Lao Chen didn't find the ghost exorcism list in Pengcheng.

So taking this opportunity, Wang Ping intends to play in Longshan County, Xiangchu Province before leaving.

Anyway, the cost of going back is reimbursed by the government.

Longshan County is very lively, no worse than Pengcheng, and there are more girls.

There is a saying that is good, the girls in Xiangchu are hot, Wang Ping watched it all the way, and he felt the same way, the girls are so hot, and the clothes are so hot.

"Hot girl hot, hot girl hot, hot girl hot."

Wang Ping hummed a song and walked to the street with Shangguan Jianguo, Zhang Hao and others.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

In the lively street, there was a sudden sound of suona, which came from afar.

In addition to the sound of the suona, there are drums and gongs, and the momentum is very loud.

Wang Ping and others were stunned.

This is not some festival music, this is mourning music.

Just thinking about it, the street where Wang Ping was located became noisy, and the people on the street spread out to both sides of the street, leaving the street empty.

In the blink of an eye, the bustling streets vacated an empty road, and the scattered people had an expression of avoidance.

Wang Ping and others also avoided the street and looked towards the street ahead.

On the street in front, a pair of people were ushered in. Those people were dressed in burlap and filial piety. The two who led the team first, one held a black and white photo frame in both hands, and the other held a paper crane.

In the rear, there are a lot of people, and there are eight strong men carrying a coffin.

This is someone mourning, the mourning team is traveling...  

The mourning music was played, and yellow paper was scattered all over the sky, forming a strange scene in this lively snack street.

Shangguan Jianguo frowned and looked at the funeral crowd with Wang Ping.

Shortly after the funeral team passed, before Wang Ping could speak, a voice came from behind.

"Pharaoh, how many is this?"

"Six."

"Did you die so much? This is the rhythm of summoning a dragon, hahahaha"

"Shenlong, don't talk nonsense, be careful to be beaten."

"Damn, now the whole street is talking about it, and there is no shortage of me. Your arrogant child also said that this is the gourd baby to save the grandfather. ."

"Did my baby really say that?"

"Yes, by the way, Old Wang, don't let your arrogant child play with that broom star, it might also cause bad luck."

Wang Ping looked behind him, and the speakers were the owner of the snack bar behind him and the owner of another snack bar next door. The two were young, only in their twenties, not much older than Wang Ping.

"Two brothers, what are you talking about?"

Wang Ping walked in front of the two and said.

"Come to two cages of steamed buns, what do you sell there, and share the characteristics of your store."

The two bosses who didn't want to tell Wang Ping about other people's funerals changed their expressions when they heard that Wang Ping was going to visit the store and told Wang Ping what they knew.

The performance of the two people gives full play to what customers are God.

The former shop owner said in a stern voice.

"The mourning team that passed just now was the family of Yao Chengjun who owns a hotel here. The hotel of Yao Chengjun's family is very large, and it is the largest on our side. It is family-run. In recent months, six people in Yao Chengjun's family have died."

"Looking at the photo of the funeral team today, it seems that the person who died was Yao Chengjun's second uncle."

"You said that it's okay to die alone, but now six die at once. No matter how you look at it, I feel very evil. Now many people are saying that Yao Chengjun's family will die, all because Yao Chengjun adopted a broom star, and this is the bad luck. ."

"Because it's too coincidental, since Yao Chengjun adopted the little boy a few months ago, the little boy is like a broom star. Yao Chengjun's family has died one after another."

Hearing the shop owner's words, Wang Ping said.

"I'm afraid this is not a broom star, but a Conan."

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