I'm not a savior

Chapter 191

"Who can shut that shit up?! He's talking nonsense over there, so no one is going to stop him?"

Among the towering buildings, a middle-aged man in a bathrobe was holding the table in front of him with one foot and one foot. His body exuded a little heat, and he seemed to have just come out of the huge bathroom. Next to him was a pair of twins who were also wrapped in bath towels, curled up in fear. It seemed that the three of them had bathed together just now.

Too bad it's not a hearty nightly multiplayer followed by an exasperating lunatic declaration after the shower.

At this moment, a virtual projection screen is floating in front of this man, and on the screen is Zuo Si’s announcement accompanied by the explosion while laughing wildly. He walks forward amidst the flames and vibrations, as if surrounded by a beautiful garden. He waved his fists passionately, as if those fists could literally hit the enemy's skull.

In fact, although the punch did not hit the enemy's head, it almost hit the heart of the old man wearing a bath towel. He directly opened another communication and yelled into it:

"I sent so many people over! Are you fucking shit eaters?"

"Boss, there is nothing we can do."

The guy on the communication side is a guy who looks a little glib, but no matter how glib he is, it seems to be useless now.

"You should have seen it, that bastard didn't know what he ate, and now he can knock back the missile with one punch. The woman next to him is even more terrifying. Just now, he chopped the drone in half with a single knife. Boss , let me tell you the truth, even if two teams of heavy firearms are sent to carry out regional suppression, they will probably not be able to deal with those two guys, because just now a team of soldiers was directly beaten to the ground!"

"Fucking hell."

The entrepreneur in the bath towel spat again, and he rubbed his head, feeling troubled.

"Boss..."

Seeing that his boss was at a loss, the glib guy hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth:

"Actually, there is another bad news."

"What?" The boss raised his head, and his temples began to jump up there.

"You can ask the network center directly."

The man connected to the network center while talking, and soon a huge and bright bald head appeared in the camera.

The big bald head was covered with sweat at the moment, and he kept wiping the sweat off his forehead while looking nervously at the boss.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Up to now, the boss has completely lost the thought of multiplayer sports. Wherever he sits now, he looks completely hopeless and miserable.

"Well, boss..." The shiny bald head wiped his forehead again, and then said in a trembling and crying voice: "It's gone crazy on the Internet now."

"What the hell?" The boss's eyes widened. He stared dumbfounded at the big bald head in front of him, and the expression on his face became more and more distorted.

After taking several deep breaths, the boss stood up suddenly, and then pointed to his back.

There, the huge sky projection continued, clearly revealing its own influence.

"Are you talking about that to me? Are you talking about that to me?"

The boss's breathing became extremely rapid, and he almost squeezed out such a sentence through the gap between his teeth.

The big bald head nodded with his face crossed.

"Fucking comparison!" The boss immediately jumped up, "Do you still want me to teach you how to do it? Intercept! Block! Put advertisements! Play movies! Play music! Don't let those guys see this scene! Block! Lock it down! Lock it all down! Damn it! Fuck his grandma!"

The boss was almost going crazy with anger, he kept jumping and screaming, wishing he could punch the big bald head in front of him to death.

"Boss, we tried." The bald man himself looked like he was about to cry, "We have intercepted it from the very beginning, but Zuo Si seems to have more powerful anti-interference measures in his hands, boss , we can't do it!"

"I didn't hire you to listen to those who are not sure!" The boss was going crazy. He wandered around the room, pulling his hair, widening his eyes, and gnashing his teeth. "You are fired! You All my mothers have been fired!"

He roared almost like a roar, and then coughed.

The two people in the communication didn't dare to say a word. They lowered their heads there, watching their mouths and their hearts. They were all like well-behaved children, and they didn't dare to move.

The boss sat on the bed, took several deep breaths, and finally asked a little tiredly:

"How about those guys down there?"

"The mood is very bad, and there have even been strikes."

The other side of the communication sent such an answer, and the boss continued to gnash his teeth.

"Strike, strike, I give them work so that they can consume and not starve to death. This is already a great gift, but they are still on strike! Do these guys want to starve to death? Put all the strike guys in All of them are on the dishonesty list! No one can be left!"

He rubbed his temples after scolding.

"Contact the PR, I want to hold a press conference that will be broadcast live on the whole network, hurry up, the sooner the better, the sooner the better! I only give you 15 minutes! Hurry up!"

His angry voice made the two under him immediately arrange it, and these people naturally knew what would happen next.

The PR wars are about to begin.

Although the two don't know whether this public relations war can be won.

At present, the Endo Company has started to pour dirty water on Zuo Si. This is the most commonly used method in the public relations war. The people are always ignorant and ignorant. As long as the upper levels let them see what, they can only see what.

But this time, this kind of dirty water seems to be useless.

More and more supporters began to appear under this video that was released on the whole network. It seemed that even the dirty water machine running at full capacity could not stop so many users.

In this case, is it possible that a press conference can reverse everything?

Most people have the answer in their hearts, but no one dares to say it.

They can only expect to be able to reverse, but no one knows whether they can actually do it.

A sense of uneasiness gradually spread.

(End of this chapter)