True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Luo Wenbin didn't want to take action against Chuguang Media so quickly.

In his plan, at least after the International Film Festival is over, he will target Chuguang Media.

After all, there are too few international superstars under Tianxing Entertainment compared to Guangming Media at the beginning.

If it weren't for Times Media behind it, Skywalk Entertainment would not be able to develop to the scale it is today.

The explosion in the O continent university town gave Luo Wenbin the hope of suppressing Chuguang Media.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

As a businessman, Luo Wenbin not only would not be soft-hearted, but would instead make up for it.

The most important thing is that Chuguang Media will never be allowed to stay.

This cooperation between Chuguang Media and the General Television Station has established the name of China's No. 1 Entertainment Company.

"Okay, Mr. Luo." The secretary nodded, "Everything is at your command."

"Let's start with Shang Yaozhi." Luo Wenbin said lightly, "He has no black material, so we will make a set for him. Now, as long as there is a screenshot on this network, many people can believe it."

Netizens who eat melons are not like fans, who will go to the bottom of things and look for evidence.

As long as the rumors are strong enough, no one will pay attention to the truth.

The top management of Chuguang Media suffered heavy losses, and they certainly didn't have time to take care of them.

Shang Yaozhi is an important artist of Chuguang Media and must be destroyed first.

Originally, Luo Wenbin wanted to recruit Shang Yaozhi. After all, there are not many talented and good-looking artists in the entertainment industry now.

But Shang Yaozhi didn't even see their people, so he refused.

If you can't own it, you can only destroy it.

"clear."

The secretary left the office and went down to prepare.

**

Meanwhile, Norton University.

The vice-principal has been wandering around in the alchemy and astrology systems these days.

Although he doesn't know how to alchemy, he has done a lot of tricks to Norton, and he still has some theoretical knowledge.

These two SS-level academies have not recruited new students for a long time, and the vice-principal is also very worried.

Alchemy is good, and there are very few people with divination talent.

After the vice-principal came out of the Astrology System, he was going to go to the Mechanical Department where Wen Tinglan was.

The head of the admissions department rushed over at this time, out of breath: "Vice-principal, something happened! Something big!"

"What's the matter?" The vice-principal poured him a glass of water and hurriedly reassured him, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

"ISC International Finals, you know? There was an explosion there, and many people were buried." The director of the admissions department finally took a breath. "Several students we are particularly concerned about are at the center of the explosion!"

The vice-principal's expression changed: "Hua is also there?"

"Yes, Ying Zijin, she's here." The head of the admissions department wiped his sweat, "The drone went late, only to observe that she was buried underneath."

At this moment, the vice-principal panicked and wanted to go to O Continent University Town immediately.

But he knew that he would never be able to go out.

Many people were staring at him.

To be precise, not staring at him, but staring at the divine calculator.

Although the hostile forces have not yet found out who the divine calculator is, they have never given up.

Norton University and the Laurent family are the targets of their surveillance.

And these hostile forces would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

If he dared to go to the scene now, Ying Zijin would be directly labeled as "suspected divine operator".

At that time, it will be more dangerous.

"Immediately, send the school's rescue team out! The most elite one." The vice-principal shouted, "Save people! Save them all!"

"As long as people are rescued, I allow you to use all equipment!"

His fingers were shaking.

Ying Zijin can never do anything.

If she had something to do, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself, not to mention that Norton would come back at that time.

The head of the admissions department took a deep breath: "I have already sent someone over, but the time is too urgent. Even if the latest aircraft is activated, it will be two hours later."

In two hours, a lot can happen.

Norton University is 4,000 kilometers away from the University City of Continent O.

If there is no new aircraft developed, it is impossible to pass in a short time.

"Professor Joseph, the transmission network between your Mechanical Department and the outside world has been disconnected." The vice-principal remembered the most important thing again and made a quick phone call, "Don't let Classmate Wen know about the explosion."

With Wen Tinglan's temperament, once he heard the news, he would definitely go crazy.

"I'm afraid it's too late." On the other end of the phone, Professor Joseph obviously knew what was going on in the outside world, and he smiled wryly, "Tinglan has been watching the live broadcast for the past three days and is also following other news, he should know You know it, it's useless to cut it."

Norton University has an intranet and an extranet.

The intranet connects all the confidential information of Norton University - alchemy, astrology, high-tech hot weapons.

There is no student number on the intranet, it is impossible to board.

In order to prevent attacks from hostile forces, the external network will be closed at any time.

"Then stop it." The vice-principal's expression became unusually sharp, "You tell him that his sister won't let him have an accident."

"If he's doing it for his sister's sake, he'll go out after Norton University, or he'll just send the target up to be beaten."

He didn't know if this explosion was aimed at Ying Zijin.

The only thing that can be determined is the young geniuses outside.

Ying Zijin just happened to be in it.

The vice-principal went through the list of all the hostile forces in his mind, and did not find a force that matched the bomb attack.

Who will be targeting so many people?

"Take me to the commanding room of the school." The vice-principal got dressed and strode like the wind, "I will command remotely."

**

On the university town of Continent O, the explosion that lasted for two hours finally stopped.

Rescue teams have been dispatched.

Fortunately, the scope of the explosion was not particularly wide, and most of the injured were injured.

The rescue team was divided into three batches to rescue people in turn.

Soon, many students and professors who were buried below were carried out, put on stretchers, and immediately sent out of the city.

The death toll was lower than expected, with nine in all so far.

"Captain, there are still more than a dozen people on the list." A team member said, "Let's survey this area, and the number of deaths should not increase."

"Speed ​​up." The rescue captain wiped his sweat, "Every death is a loss to the world."

Who are the people buried underneath?

The genius of every country.

It was a premeditated attack.

The team members did not relax, the survey of the survey, the open road of the open road.

Just then, a faint white smoke came out.

A team member's arm was eroded in an instant, and the white protective clothing became a piece of charred black.

"Poisonous gas!" Seeing this scene, the rescue captain's expression changed, "Retreat, retreat!"

Explosion always brings something like poisonous fog, so they put on protective suits.

Just in case, all wearing A-level protective clothing.

But now, under this unknown white fog, the A-level protective clothing was eroded so quickly.

The rescue captain estimated that the entire protective suit was completely eroded, and it only took a few minutes.

This is unheard of in their rescue career!

"But Captain, there are a few more people." A team member took a few steps back, "Not all the people on the list were rescued!"

"You can see clearly that this poisonous mist came out of the ruins." The rescue captain took a deep breath. "The people inside can still live?"

He ordered again: "Retreat and send the other wounded out first."

**

outside the university town.

Mr. Zhong watched the stretchers come out one by one, but there was no Ying Zijin.

The nerves he had been tensing up couldn't hold it any longer.

When the explosion happened, he was on his way to the hotel that Fu Yunshen had booked.

Because of the distance, he was immediately taken out of the city by the guards.

"Tian, ​​Tianlu." Master Zhong grabbed Ying Tianlu's arm, his voice trembling, "Zijin, she, she will be fine, right?"

"No, absolutely not." Ying Tianlu tried his best to calm his breath, "Grandpa, she is definitely fine, trust her, the rescue team is inside and she will come out."

"No, I'm not at ease." Mr. Zhong shook his body and pushed Ying Tianlu away, "I want to go in, I want to go in and save her myself!"

Ying Tianlu firmly held down the old man Zhong and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

He was about to go in just now, but was stopped by Mr. Zhong.

Now it is Mr. Zhong who wants to go in by himself.

But they really can't help much, and if they go in, they will only add to the chaos.

Ying Tianlu took a few steps and wanted to see the situation in the city.

But I saw the rescue team rushing over.

They put more than a dozen stretchers on the ground, and the students and professors on the stretchers were unconscious.

Ying Tianlu stepped forward, still not seeing Ying Zijin.

His eyes changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "Is there no one? My sister hasn't come out yet! Why did you guys come out?"

"There is a poisonous mist inside." The rescue captain took off his completely blackened protective suit, and finally took a breath. "The road can no longer be seen clearly, and there is no way to rescue it."

If they weren't running fast, the protective suits wouldn't be able to support them out.

Ying Tianlu's body froze in disbelief: "What did you say?"

And poison smog?

Mr. Zhong also heard it, he almost knelt down, and burst into tears: "Please, please save my granddaughter, she is inside, she must be alive, you go in and save her!"

"I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you save her."

What storms has he experienced in his life?

Mr. Zhong has always been bold and daring, and will not be afraid.

But this time he was really scared.

He couldn't imagine what Ying Zijin would do if something happened to him.

"Old man, we know you are worried, but we have nothing to do." The rescue captain couldn't bear it, and had to say, "The poisonous mist is too strong now, you have seen it, the protective clothing can't bear it, and you can only die when you enter. ."

"and--"

After a pause, he still didn't say the last sentence.

This kind of poisonous fog, the detection machine can't detect what it is, but wearing protective clothing can resist it for five minutes.

How long can a mortal body last?

I'm afraid most of it is hopeless.

There are precautionary measures in the university town, but this time they had no warning at all.

Now most of the people have been rescued, and the remaining few can only be sacrificed.

Mr. Zhong's body shook, but he finally couldn't bear it, and fainted instantly.

"Grandpa!" Ying Tianlu's expression changed, and he hurriedly supported him.

Immediately, the accompanying doctor stepped forward and carried Mr. Zhong to the stretcher beside him.

There was cries all around, and there were people screaming.

After Zuo Li comforted the students, he also stepped forward and gritted his teeth: "What poisonous mist is it?"

The rescue captain shook his head: "It was not detected."

"Give me the protective suit." Ying Tianlu gritted his teeth, "Give me a few more pieces, I'll change them if I can't stop them. If you don't look for them, I'll go in and look for them."

"It's impossible." The rescue captain looked serious and refused without thinking. "You don't have time to change at all. We also did the test when we left."

"When the skin is exposed to the air for a quarter of a second, the gas enters the body."

"I'm not afraid." Ying Tianlu didn't back down, he looked directly at the rescue captain, "You guys are afraid of taking responsibility, right? In this way, if I die, I'll bring it on myself."

For the sake of this, the rescue captain was forced into a helpless situation.

He turned his head and instructed the team members: "Give him ten A-level protective suits."

"DEATH."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

Several people were stunned.

Ying Tianlu took the protective suit and turned his head.

When he saw that the owner of the voice was Wen Fengmian, he couldn't help being stunned: "Uncle?"

"This is the DEATH poisonous mist, which will damage people's lungs, stomach and all organs." Wen Fengmian's expression was unusually calm, and his words were clear, "A-level protective clothing can't stop it, I know you have an S-level protective clothing. "

"You give me this S-class protective suit, and I'll go in. No one knows this poisonous mist better than me."