You pervert! ! !

Father's request is Nangong Ji's heaven.

Now he feels that the sky is about to fall, and he seriously suspects that the bad brother is taking revenge for himself.

"But, I live in someone else's house, so it's not convenient to record..."

"Really." Zhao Chenghuai's tone was relaxed, and he glanced at his lace shoulder straps, "I see that it's not inconvenient for you to video chat with me now."

Nangong Ji: ...

Because Yu Heng was busy with a meeting at night, Zhao Chenghuai unilaterally finalized the video call, which ended quickly.

Holding Tasia's mobile phone, Nangong Ji, who got a new mission, felt that he couldn't live through this day.

Why isn't dad coming back?

Is he going to ascend the throne and become king!

The poor little girl opened the door in dejection. Tasia dutifully waited at the door and took the phone that ended the call.

"Does Mr. Zhao have any new orders?"

"Yeah." Nangong Ji was depressed, "I finish writing the composition every day, and I have to video read it and send it over."

Today, his biological mother's loyal bodyguard Tasia has completely become Zhao Chenghuai's eyeliner.

Not only do he braid his hair beautifully every day, but he also ensures that he can complete the task at all times.

Completely immersed in the joy of raising a little princess, only Nangong Xie felt bitter.

Without the little cub cared for by his father, he would be listless when he sat back on the sofa.

Even a pink and tender nightdress can't complement her pretty face.

The living room reverberated with the broadcast of social news, Ye Zhennan looked at him nervously, for a moment he didn't know how to express his concern.

Because, their Ye family does not have a little sister, only a big sister.

With such a weak and sensitive Sisi, he didn't dare to talk too much when he sat beside her, and he didn't dare to approach her, and he didn't know if he could comfort her under such circumstances.

"Sisi, did something happen to brother Huai?" He asked tentatively.

The cute little girl glanced at him, grabbed the toy shark and held it in her arms to shield her face, "It's okay, watch TV."

— When he heard the voice, he complained in a low voice, as if he had been wronged by calling Zhao Chenghuai.

Ye Zhennan frowned, turned on his phone, and quickly sent a message.

"What should I do, Sisi is suddenly very depressed."

A complaint from the younger brother of the Ye family jumped out of several cousins ​​and cousins ​​to chat with him online every minute.

"Did you bully Sisi?"

"Good boy, dare to bully my daughter, you wait to die!"

"There are still 10 minutes to get off work. I will go directly to Brother Yang's Mortal Kombat, and take Guai Sisi home by the way."

Ye Zhennan was still typing, when he saw the tough sisters questioning him.

"How dare I bully Sisi. It was Sisi who answered the phone call from God KING and was very unhappy. Uncle Yu probably won't be able to return from his trip to Siberia for the time being."

The rhetoric that the uncle and nephew of the Ye family got was very good.

Xiao Sisi and nanny Tasia are not in the city all year round, and they finally came to find their father during the summer vacation, which was missed by Perfect and his father and brother.

Now, father and elder brother take KING God to live freely abroad, and the left-behind children think, how could they not feel sad.

Seeing his younger brother's words, the sisters were heartbroken to death.

Back then, Sparrow God's baby, Sisi, captured the hearts of their beloved little princesses.

Finally, when Sisi came to Ye Shaoyang's house, before they could form a group to play with their sister without a trace, they heard the sad news about the little cutie.

They only hated Ye Zhennan for being a piece of wood!

It's fine if you don't know how to play house with your sister, but why can't you even coax others!

"Ye Zhennan, didn't your father teach you how to make girls happy?"

"I overestimated you. I thought Sunflower Junior High School's school grass must be superior. Why do you have a face?"

"Forget it, Ye Zhennan will only run with his boss. Listen to my sister, bring the baby out to play. On Saturdays, we will have a fantasy fairy tale city in the shopping mall. Little girls like this. You are responsible for bringing people out."

The sisters chattered and yelled "bring it out, bring it out, bring it out", as if they were going to hold a meeting between the Ye family sister and the Sisi sister on Saturday.

Ye Zhennan was a bit preoccupied, but he was really not familiar with the business of taking care of his younger sister, and he was afraid that he would not be good enough to Sisi and the boss would be angry.

So, even though he felt that the cousins ​​in the chat group were scary, he silently conveyed the kindness of the sisters.

"Sisi, do you want to go to the Fairy Tale City event on Saturday?"

"what?"

Nangong Yin hugged the shark toy, squinted slightly to look at the younger brother, suspecting that the younger brother was out of his mind, "What is it?"

Ye Zhennan patiently explained: "It's just in a shopping mall, where there are a lot of fairy tale activities. You can play house, play with dolls, and pretend to be a princess."

Nangong Ji: ...

If he was wearing trousers, he would kick them over now to teach the younger brother to be a man.

"I don't want to go." Nangong said fiercely.

How can Ye Zhennan say something that sounds super catering to Tasia's preferences?

In Ye Zhennan's eyes, the cute little sister hugged the pink shark and said this, which seemed to be an act of anger.

He remembered what his sisters said, and continued to persuade:

"A lot of cute little princesses will come that day, as well as Prince Charming from fairy tales."

"Sisi, you must be bored at home all day. You can make many friends when you go out, and go to a beautiful castle that only exists in fairy tales."

"Besides, the mall was full of pink and tender ones that day, you - you will like it."

Nangong Ji: ...

He is really not interested in castles, princesses, horse kings.

But Ye Zhennan was as persistent as a ghost. He was 13 years old, so how could he speak the persuasive tone of a 23-year-old adult.

Holding the toy shark, he felt nothing but pain.

How can this miserable day end? Even if he finds out all the information about Andre Gruss and Duge, he can't do anything about them.

Because, Tasia stared at him all the time, as if the bad brother put Ye's eyes on him.

Obviously he has a computer, but he can't give full play to his strengths, break up the hunting ground from the outside, and help his father go home as soon as possible...

Seeing his dejected look, Ye Zhennan couldn't continue persuading him.

I had no choice but to say: "Anyway, the event will only start on Saturday, if you want to go, just let me know. It's not far away, at the MV mall—"

Suddenly, Nangong's eyes brightened!

"Brother Ye!"

His voice was cloyingly sweet, "Is it our MV mall here?"

Seeing his expression, Ye Zhennan finally got a little emotional, and said with a surprised smile: "Yes, it only takes half an hour to get there!"

Of course he knew it would only take half an hour!

Before being caught by his father, Nangong Ji would go to the secret base hidden next to the MV mall every day and work hard.

Now, he thought of an excellent solution.

It can not only escape Tasia's surveillance, but also solve the problem of hunting grounds.

As long as the hunting ground is in chaos - a pot of porridge, he can rescue his father, take off his women's clothes, and return to the happy summer vacation!

Nangongxi regained the light in front of his eyes, threw away the shark toy, and threw himself on the babysitter.

"Tasia, I want to go to the fairy tale event."

Sweet like a real childish princess.

Yu Heng, who was sure that he could enter the dance floor, had a very busy life in the hunting ground.

I learned dance etiquette with Zhao Chenghuai on time in the morning, and I was busy with teleconferences in the afternoon and evening.

After the hunting ground re-installed the public network, the video conference can be opened smoothly.

The follow-up game functions of "Awakening" are perfected through continuous exploration, waiting for Yu Heng's final decision.

"This won't work, can PVE have two options of team and single player, not all players are willing to seek team formation in every instance."

"Don't make social functions so complicated, give players enough freedom, and they will help give the best modification direction."

Yu Heng has finalized PVE and social interaction, but he is still cautious when facing the last daily task setting.

Simple and easy daily tasks can increase the player's sense of belonging to the game.

However, the planning plans submitted by Su Qing in front of him are complicated and messy, incorporating various daily tasks of the current popular online games.

What made - a competitive victory.

What wins with a specific game character.

What kills a specific game character while using a specific game character.

The text is simple, but it secretly captures the necessary conditions for players to "win".

Countless players who are keen to complete their daily routines will continue to restart the battle for a victory with complicated conditions to ensure the online rate of the game.

However, Yu Heng thought about it and said, "This is not good."

Everyday obsession with victory, even just one, increases the suffering of the defeated.

He once promised that to be an online competition that can be happy no matter whether he wins or loses, he cannot violate his original intention in these details.

"I have an idea."

In the sunny hunting ground, Yu Heng whispered about his vague concept, "Daily missions are made into two modes of victory and failure. Let the failed Elian star people realize the pain caused by the invasion of the earth's territory. and injury."

"Let the failed human beings re-learn the training skills and knowledge related to game characters."

"But..." Su Qing raised an objection at the other end of the meeting, "The daily failures of Ai Lian and the earth are all from the perspective of the earth, isn't it a little unbalanced?"

"What we want is imbalance." Yu Heng raised his eyebrows and told him with a smile, "Although the game has set up many reasons for the Ailian people to invade the earth, for players, we will always be the guardians of the earth. The intruder is always the intruder."

Don't accept wrong things just because of sympathy and pity.

Not to mention that just because the players chose the Ai Lian camp, they should not be led to rape.

Frequent "Awakening" production meetings were held in every corner of the hunting ground with strong signals.

Yu Heng didn't seem to be at all afraid that the content of the internal meeting would be leaked in the hunting ground.

Whenever there are attendants passing by, he will even order tea naturally, like a leisurely guest, enjoying the meticulous service of the hunting ground.

Zhao Chenghuai leaned against the pillars of the castle, listening to Yu Heng and Su Qing communicating with each other through the Internet.

"Awakening", a game with high expectations, after the simple 3V3 competitive mode was tested internally, various game modes promised by Yu Heng were quickly added.

Winners have the growth path of winners, and losers have a warm harbor for losers.

The tavern has become a transit point for relaxation and connection. Dozens of small games are waiting for players to explore.

Zhao Chenghuai stood aside, feeling extremely novel.

In the hunting ground where the winner is king, such a gentle and kind project was born.

I don't know what kind of expressions many monarchs will show when they know about it.

At the end of the meeting, Yu Heng stood up and flexed his waist.

— Turning around, I saw the bad brother watching leisurely, waiting for him to have time to dance.

"Come, come." Yu Heng, based on the principle of making the best use of people, called the young brother to come and help, "Help me with my shoulders and waist, thank you!"

Zhao Chenghuai is not as ruthless as Zhao Chishen.

He obediently walked over and stretched out his hand obediently.

Yu Heng's shoulders are thin and thin, and his fingertips can completely cover them with a light grip.

But with a little force, Yu Heng will make a low and comfortable sound.

Zhao Chenghuai moved his fingertips, stroked his neck and shoulder blades slightly, and exerted force with his fingertips, he could control all the whispers of the person in front of him.

Yu Heng seemed completely defenseless, enjoying his pressure.

Zhao Chenghuai—Hands along the thin shoulders, across the back, and fell on the waist.

Yu Heng's waist is in the palm of his hand, very thin and thin, it seems that a light force can make Yu Heng make a sound of wanting to live and die.

Before he could even try to conceive in his mind, he was interrupted by a low voice.

"Yu Heng."

The annoying Doug, with Andre who got in the way, appeared in the castle's open-air promenade.

Yu Heng was enjoying his bad brother's personal massage, these two guys - come, my brother actually stopped.

He was very dissatisfied, looked at them with narrowed eyes, and asked, "Why?"

Duge had a gloomy face.

Andre had suffered a few punches from Yu Heng and was more familiar with Yu Heng. He took the lead and said, "We want to know how you want to cash out the bet for the dinner."

As a companion, he only lost one foot.

Duge will be miserable, with no hands and feet, no one left, and no way to renege on his debts.

Yu Heng was so full of "Awakening" that the aliens were fighting the earthlings, and he had no time to pay attention to the game of their severed limbs.

He raised his eyebrows and said: "When I am free, I will naturally ask you to honor it."

"No." Duge gritted his teeth, his voice seemed to come out of his throat, "The king told us that we must honor it today."

His gaze passed through Yu Heng, and he saw Zhao Chenghuai who was leisurely and carefree.

The vicious and cruel hunting ground king never knew how to play debt games, but he could call them to the scene with a single sentence and let Yu Heng decide their life or death.

Yu Heng dropped his palm on the chair and sat back down again.

It seems that the decisive and ruthless temper of the Hunting Ground King is undoubtedly Alexander Wang. Otherwise, he is so eager to cash in on their bets and has a temperament that is keen on watching dramas.

Whether Mr. Nangong hated to bargain with Lao Wang, or Mr. Nangong tried to buy Lao Wang, there was no good end.

What the mysterious Mr. Wang likes most is to make a bet that never changes.

On the spot, immediately, immediately, Mr. Nangong's hands and feet were to be cut off, and he was taught to be a man.

Yu Heng sat on the chair, raised his chin slightly, and carefully looked at the two monarchs in front of him——

Andre has blond hair and blue eyes, with a cold and serious expression, just like Mr. Nangong's grown-up copy, and he even instigated the little cub to fight bears to commit crimes. It is difficult to vent the anger in Yu Heng's heart without punishment.

Duge has black hair and gray eyes, and his face is full of reluctance under the pressure of the hunting king. He is arrogant and domineering, and has raised a bunch of wild beasts waiting for opportunities to retaliate. It is difficult to guarantee whether he will take revenge in the future if he is not punished.

"Oh." Yu Heng propped his elbows lazily on the chair, spread out his hands, and made a "please" gesture.

"Then honor it."

Surprise floated in Andre's indifferent eyes, "Now? Here?"

"I would like to bet and admit defeat." Yu Heng said in a relaxed tone, telling the desperate bet with the desperadoes, "You are the ones who want to gamble, and I will definitely fulfill you, which is regarded as respect for the monarch."

The words were extraordinarily terrific, with fearless sarcasm.

Andre saw this vicious guy clearly, no wonder his son was trained to be obedient, he was a master trainer, with tricks written all over his body!

"Yu Heng, my hand is worthless to you, but last week at the dinner party, I won against an interesting guy, you definitely need him."

Andre tried to accurately grasp Yu Heng's major interests, "His name is Mengskate Schneiderlin, and he is from the United States—"

Before he finished speaking, Duge's eyes turned fierce, and he took out a sharp knife.

The sharp blade was unsealed, shining with a cold light.

He held it tightly in his hand, staring at Yu Heng angrily, "You want my hand!"

The sharp knife was raised high, as if it was about to chop at Yu Heng.

But he suddenly threw himself on the low table in front of Yu Heng, and stretched out his left hand, as if he wanted to chop off a piece of dead meat on a chopping board!

"Dug!" Even the indifferent Andre yelled out in shock.

He reached out and grabbed Duge's wrist to prevent the incompatible monarch from doing stupid things.

"What are you doing? Yu Heng is not that kind of person!"

"Ha!" Duge sneered and struggled, "Let go of me, isn't it just your hand? Give it to you!"

Andre held it firmly, not daring to let go.

Yu Heng, on the other hand, stood on the sidelines in this lively drama.

"Andre, let him cut it." His calm words made Andre's blue eyes glow with fire.

"Yu Heng—"

"Let go." Zhao Chenghuai's cold and indifferent tone became the calm second person in the farce.

Finally, Andre gritted his teeth, hated Yu Heng, and let go of his hand.

He and Du Ge seem to dislike each other, but the entanglement of the monarch's interests and the friendship he has spent with him on the hunting ground for many years made him feel cold-hearted for no reason.

Without anyone's obstruction, Duge's hand-slaying action should be extremely smooth.

However, he held the knife, pressed his hand, and looked at Yu Heng fiercely, losing the sudden impulse just now.

"Why, you dare not make a move?"

Yu Heng's smile is kind and gentle, like a kind father.

He grabbed Duge's wrist without much effort, and took the sharp knife away.

With such a thin and short blade, it is possible to cut fruit and Tesuji.

It is too difficult to cut off a hand.

Yu Heng's eyes were always soft, and he said with a smile, "You are afraid of losing your hand, but you are afraid of being punished more cruelly."

"Dug."

He held the knife and gently placed it on the table.

"You are so greedy for life and afraid of death that you don't even dare to face a nine-year-old child's dagger in a duel. What are you pretending to be a brave man and playing a life-exchanging game with me?"

The author has something to say: Nangong Ji: I want to rescue my father!

Andre: My dear boy, help Dad.

Nangong Ji:?Not this dad!