Doomsday: PUBG System

I don't know when, there was a sloppy, beggar-like man standing in front of the restaurant.

The reason why he is determined to be human is because Xiang Jing can feel the human breath from him.

However, with this appearance and the rancid smell comparable to that of a zombie, he would have to be killed as a monster when he went out.

The man was unkempt, his messy hair covered his entire face, and his clothes were in tatters, but his **** eyes were staring at Xiang Jing.

To be precise, staring at the food on his table.

The next moment, that person usually charged in when he was crazy, with crystal clear saliva coming out from the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes was close to crazy.

Xiang Jing frowned slightly, and when he entered, he picked up the stool on the side and threw it out.

The stool that was supposed to knock him out was unexpectedly twisted by the man and cleverly avoided.

In just such a short time, he was already close to the table, and he did not know how long he had not washed, and his black coal-like hands grabbed the food on the table.

The corner of Xiang Jing's eyes twitched. If this makes him feel good, the meal will be in vain and his appetite will die.

Seeing that he was about to touch the plate, Xiang Jing directly exploded with a strong aura, pushing the bowl in his hand towards his chest.

When the powerful force erupted, the person had no chance, and was directly shocked and flew out, lying on the street outside.

Xiang Jing retracted his hand, looked at the black fingerprints on his wrist, and raised his eyes to the man lying on the ground outside.

At the moment, he was ready to push the person out, but he didn't expect his palm to flip quickly, sliding over the edge of the bowl and buckling directly on his wrist.

If Xiang Jing hadn't directly exploded and shook him, the next move would be to catch him by turning his wrists, but Xiang Jing would not be able to catch him.

What surprised him was that this man was obviously weak, but his skill was very good, and he was obviously a practicing family.

The man lay on the ground for a while before sitting up and patted his own brain. The moment he was just a little confused.

The pain also made him awake a lot, and when he looked into the restaurant, the madness in his eyes had subsided, replaced by laziness.

But Kalazi, who still had the corner of his mouth, betrayed his true thoughts.

Xiang Jing sat down, took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and raised his hand to indicate the opposite position.

Then he poured out a pile of peanuts, took out a bottle of Laobaigan, two small wine glasses, filled with wine.

The aroma of wine is overflowing, mixed with the unique aroma of the food, deeply stimulating the nerves of the person at the door.

Seeing Xiang Jing's behavior, he was not welcome, and walked into the restaurant in three steps in two steps, pulled out a stool and sat down.

With a chopsticks and chili fried pork in his right hand, he raised his head in his left hand and drank it.

After smashing his mouth twice, he took another bite of fried pork with chili, which looked like he was going to heaven.

Xiang Jing filled him with a glass of wine and picked up his own glass.

The person on the other side knew, hesitated a little, and also picked up the wine glass. The two of them touched and drank at the same time.

Xiang Jing picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and suddenly asked, "How come it's like this now."

If it is the first time to meet, it must be the first question about the source of the name, but Xiang Jing's question does not seem to be the first time I have met this person.

The man stretched out his chopsticks hand for a while, cast a casual glance at Xiang Jing, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know me?"

Xiang Jing smiled, pointed to his chest, and said deeply, "Heaven 49, don't hurt your life."

"Snapped"

Mo Shangsheng put his chopsticks on the table again in trouble, with a clear voice, then took a sip from the wine glass, his lazy eyes became extremely sharp, and he stared at Xiang Jing closely.

The atmosphere at the dining table instantly became very depressing, and the needles dropped.

For a moment, Mo Shangsheng said positively, "I haven't seen you."

Xiang Jing shrugged and said, "This is also the first time I have seen you in person."

To be honest, if it wasn't for the data analyzer, Xiang Jing couldn't help but who this person was, and didn't expect to meet him here.

"you know?"

Mo Shangsheng suddenly asked three words.

Xiang Jing nodded calmly, "I know."

Without a trace, he clasped his ten fingers tightly, with the back of his hand facing out, and raised his thumb, and then merged his **** with his right hand, and tapped seven times on the left chest.

Seeing Xiang Jing's series of actions, Mo Shangsheng's face suddenly changed, his eyes rounded, and then he got up and knelt down.

Xiang Jing dragged him, shook his head and said, "Get up and talk."

Mo Shangsheng sat in his position again, but compared to the laziness and pretentiousness at the beginning, at this moment, it was like a pupil who had just started elementary school, sitting on the stool with his back straight and motionless.

Xiang Jing waved his hand to relax him and poured the wine again, but this time Mo Shangsheng took the initiative to pour the wine.

Wanting to die just now my attitude towards Xiang Jing, I couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat, feeling a panic in my heart.

"You, why are you here?"

After drinking a bottle of Laobaigan with Xiang Jing, Mo Shangsheng was not as cramped as before.

Xiang Jing smiled and said, "I should ask you this."

Mo Shangsheng thought for a while, and told Xiang Jing everything about himself over the past year, even dating back to the peaceful era.

Xiang Jing thought for a while and wanted to ask, "Is the previous network still there?"

Mo Shangsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's all gone, working so hard for so long, and it's all overturned overnight."

Xiang Jing looked at him and asked, "I just need to establish an intelligence organization here, how about it? Are you interested?"

After Mo Shangsheng heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded heavily and said, "As long as you need it, you can take this life."

"Serious"

Xiang Jing toasted and said, "With your ability, you shouldn't be so inactive. I'm still waiting for you to re-cover the entire world with the Internet."

Mo Shangsheng raised his glass with respectful hands and bumped Xiang Jing together, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "We must fulfill our mission."

Xiang Jing followed up and made a few more dishes, so that Mo Shangsheng had a full meal, and then asked him to go clean.

Half an hour later, a young man with half-length hair and braids behind his head watched as an ordinary young man came to Xiang Jing.

This kind of people can't remember at first sight, they belong to the kind that can't be found in the crowd.

Xiang Jing nodded in satisfaction, and being able to meet Mo Shangsheng here solved his major problem with intelligence organization.

If you talk about intelligence information, among the people Xiang Jing knows, he feels that he ranks in the top five and is by no means an ordinary person.

Xiang Jing attached great importance to the establishment of an intelligence organization and personally took Mo Shangsheng back to the city.

Summon Linyuan Corpse King and Forestry Li Qiang and let them cooperate fully.

Of course, this matter must be kept strictly confidential, as if it had never happened.

An intelligence organization is a secret organization that collects and provides information in secret, coming and going without a trace, and whereabouts are unpredictable.

Even if you know it exists, you just can't figure out where it is.

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