The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

The members of the law enforcement team are like Chinese New Year today.

One by one, they are dressed in colorful and colorful, and they are more beautiful than a group of peacocks.

Everyone standing together, have not forgotten to compare and step on each other:

"Hey, Lao Huang, your hair is as stiff as those socks that haven't been washed for three months! How much hairspray did you use? Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like a cockscomb!"

"Heh, why do you find a mirror to look at yourself, what are you wearing? My eyes are almost blinded by you!"

"What do you know! I read the guide, and this is Wang's favorite color!"

"..."

The few monsters were relentlessly comparing each other, when they saw a small and old figure walking slowly towards this side with a cane, and he could only see his face clearly when he got close.

Huang San touched Da Chuan's elbow next to him: "Hey Da Chuan, do you think this old man looks like Lord Xiong?"

Da Chuan was still immersed in the beauty of his clothes, imagining the picture of Wang seeing himself in the vast crowd of demons, he was shocked immediately when he heard the name, and stretched his neck: "Huh?"

As he said, he followed Huang San's gaze and looked over: "Damn it!"

At this moment, reporter Yin Wu's camera was also aimed at the oncoming old man, and the little monsters who were watching the live broadcast felt excited:

[It's really Master Xiong! 】

[Yes, oh my god! !Master Xiong is here!Our monster clan has been saved, woo woo woo]

[The law enforcement team really disappointed everyone, Master Xiong, hurry up and uphold justice for us! 】

[Master Xiong, hurry up!beat 'em up! 】

Lord Xiong really wants to beat someone up now.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that this group of flower peacocks turned out to be the backbone of the law enforcement team.

Look, what are you wearing here!

Red, yellow, gold, silver...

Are you trying to blind him?

And that mohawk head that is about to rush to the sky, and the smell of cologne that can be smelled from far away...

Master Xiong felt like he was going to pass out, half from being angry, and half from being smoked.

He quickened his pace, blowing his beard angrily, and strode up to these little boys.

Huang San's eyelids twitched, rubbed his hands, and greeted him with a smile: "Hehe bear—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the top of his head was violently swung by the crutch: "Ouch!"

Huang San subconsciously covered the top of his head.

Damn, his hairstyle! !

The little monsters in the live broadcast room were full of applause:

[Master Xiong is mighty! 】

[Brother Xiong cowhide! ! 】

[Hahaha good fight! 】

[It's fine to bully my group of little monsters, but how dare you be shy in front of a thousand-year-old monster like Master Xiong?Hehe, I see this group of law enforcement team, it’s no wonder if they don’t lose their skin today hahaha]

Huang San touched his hairstyle with a big hole in it distressedly, carefully pulled out the strands of hair one by one, and stood upright again, then he breathed a sigh of relief, licked his face bitterly He smiled and said, "Hehehe, Master Xiong, come as soon as you see you come, and bring any presents."

Master Xiong snorted coldly: "Come on, I still don't like your New Year's Eve meeting! Let me ask you, did you read the post I posted on the Yaoshuo app?"

Huang San made a bitter face: "Hey, Lord Xiong, after reading it, how dare we not read what you posted! It's just that this is not the case..."

Master Xiong glared: "Asshole! You mean my induction is wrong?"

"Oh no, it's not..."

"The weather during this period of time is so weird, and the fluctuation of spiritual power is also quite abnormal. Your law enforcement team really didn't notice it at all? Or, do you really want to find His Highness?"

Huang San didn't agree this time: "Master Xiong, how is this possible! How could we think so?"

All the monsters in the law enforcement team turned serious and nodded in unison.

They are not stupid!

Everyone doesn't know how much they want to be with Wang!

Master Xiong was too lazy to argue with these peacocks, so he frowned directly: "Okay, don't do Tai Chi with me, let me ask you, where is that little leopard Ren Bai gone! Tell him to get out!"

He said this bluntly, and the audience fell silent for two seconds.

The reporter Yin Wu who clearly heard this sentence at the side also shuddered, and sighed softly: "Oh my God, only Lord Xiong of the Monster Race today dares to call Captain Ren a little leopard!"

【yes!As expected of Lord Xiong!If it were another monster, Captain Ren would have rushed to bite him! 】

[Is it a legal society now?]

[Hehe, the legal society is a joke. When masturbation participated in animal friends, it was clearly a serious violation of the law. What happened?Forget it, what kind of legal society is only for people like me]

[Brother, your number is gone [狗头]]

【…】

Just as the demons in the live broadcast room were discussing heatedly, a thin figure in the camera slowly walked towards the demons of the law enforcement team, then stopped and looked at the short and thin old man opposite: "Master Xiong, long time no see."

Master Xiong snorted: "Why, you are not welcome?"

Ren Bai smiled slightly: "How come, Lord Xiong is willing to show his face, it is naturally a blessing for our law enforcement team."

The ugly look on Master Xiong's face eased a little, and he was about to speak, but Ren Bai smiled and added, "However, this is the annual meeting held by Shengtian Entertainment, a subsidiary of our law enforcement team, and it stands to reason that we cannot bring The magic weapon came in, I hope Lord Xiong will be sympathetic and hand over the magic weapon."

His voice was neither salty nor weak, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing. Although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes.

Master Xiong's face darkened suddenly, he squinted his eyes, and stared straight at Captain Ren in front of him with his shining small eyes.

Reporter Yin Wu's eyes were widened by the aura of the two of them, and her voice trembled slightly: "My God, so, Lord Xiong really brought the magic weapon here today?"

The Yaozu have cultivated their health and well-being over the years, and all the documents issued in recent years have clearly stated that internal fighting is prohibited, one is to protect human beings, and the other is to preserve the damaged strength of the Yaozu.

Even martial arts fighting is not allowed, let alone bringing magical weapons to the annual meeting of the law enforcement team.

If what Ren Bai said is true, then Master Xiong is going to...

The eyelids of all the monsters twitched, and Master Xiong said in the next second: "Yes, I do have a magic weapon."

He paused, and then snorted coldly, "Originally, I came from afar and should abide by the rules and unload the magic weapon, but you lead your law enforcement team to destroy the rules of our demon clan first, so why should I obey?"

Ren Bai raised his eyes: "These are all rumors. I can assure Lord Xiong that during my tenure as the captain of the law enforcement team, our team absolutely obeyed the law and never did anything to break the rules."

Master Xiong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Well, you boy, do you not admit that you have done a good deed? First, you let your law enforcement team's relatives use demon powers in animal shows to gain benefits, and then cover up and pamper this person, and continue to work in the human race." The society does whatever it wants, and it also includes it in a company affiliated with the law enforcement team, offering generous treatment and filling its own pockets! Tell me, is there such a thing?"

Ren Bai calmly said: "No."

"You fart!" Master Xiong was almost pissed off by his shamelessness, "I investigated clearly, what's your name, Song... Song Song Song..."

Master Xiong used to be arguing quite aggressively, but he is getting old and has a bad memory, so he hasn't figured out why after a long time.

He was in a hurry when he suddenly heard Huang San's trembling voice in surprise: "Song, Song Yan is here!"

Master Xiong's eyes lit up: "That's right, that's him! Song Yan!"

"What, Song Yan is here?" He frowned, "With me around for a day, this kind of relationship is absolutely not allowed to enter the venue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a brown folding fan shook from his sleeve.

Master Xiong turned his wrist neatly for half a circle, and the folding fan fell steadily into his palm.

With a bang, it was opened suddenly.

Reporter Yin Wu looked at the complicated and simple patterns on the fan, her eyes suddenly enlarged, and her voice changed with excitement: "This is... the Demon King Fan?"

The so-called Demon King Fan, as the name suggests, is the magic weapon owned by the Demon King, and it is also the only magic weapon left to the world after the king sacrificed it 9000 years ago.

After a period of chaos, the Yaozu formulated various rules and established a law enforcement team as a supervisory agency. The fan of the Demon King is temporarily kept by the respected Master Xiong. In case of special circumstances, there is no need to report to the law enforcement team. , the artifact can be used.

[Fuck! ! !It's really the Demon King's fan!O relic of our king! 】

[...In my lifetime, I was able to witness this legendary artifact with my own eyes. 】

[The demon life is perfect, woo woo woo]

There was an uproar in the live broadcast room, and all the demons were excitedly discussing the legendary Demon King Fan. After a while, they suddenly realized that it was wrong!

What's the matter with the monsters at the scene?

The only magic weapon left by the king!

Why is everyone acting like they didn't see it?

Not only did he not respond, he didn't even give Master Xiong a look. He just stretched his neck and looked impatiently at the door.

Lord Xiong, who showed his unique move but no demons paid attention to him: "..."

All the monsters in the live broadcast room:?

What is there to see at the door?

Can it be even rarer than the Demon King Fan? ?

The big guys are unconvinced and indulged with the demons on the scene?looked at the door together.

Then, I saw a... little foot?

All the monsters on the scene took a deep breath in unison.

All the monsters in the live broadcast room:? ?

Damn, what's the point of breathing with a foot? ? ?

Get sick!

Immediately afterwards, a slender and straight leg came into everyone's field of vision.

At the same time, the monsters at the scene continued to take a deep breath.

All the monsters in the live broadcast room:? ? ?

Although it's pretty good-looking, but... what the hell does this have to suck? ? ?

Therefore, it was rare for the live broadcast room to be quiet at this moment.

No one is discussing the Demon King Fan anymore, everyone just wants to know who this person is!

All the monsters watching the live broadcast held their mobile phones and stared at the screen without moving.

In the next second, everyone stared silently at the beautiful young man who just walked in from the door, and they all uttered a puzzled:?

Song? ? ?Inkstone? ? ?

In the camera, Song Yan didn't feel anything wrong at all, entered the infield of the annual meeting full of energy, and greeted people he knew with a smile.

The gazes of the monsters in the live broadcast room slowly shifted to the members of the law enforcement team.

Ren Bai stood where he was, smiling softly at Song Yan.

Dachuan tidied up his golden gown, and smiled at Song Yan with a rippling smile.

Huang San secretly poked and took out the mirror to examine the shape, then raised his head in satisfaction, and smiled happily at Song Yan.

Even the three Pingtou brothers who are as upright as a mountain...

All the monsters in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to look directly and covered their eyes, many little monsters were aggrieved:

[Oh my god, what is the origin of this Song Yan!Why, one by one, seeing him is like turning into a monster? 】

[What else can I do!It must be a descendant of a certain big monster! 】

[This year's annual meeting is also very delicate. Shengtian Entertainment hasn't held an annual meeting for several years. Why did it start immediately as soon as masturbation came in?Everyone carefully taste]

[Grass, is this annual meeting just to curry favor with Sy? ? ?Corruption!So corrupt! 】

[I'm dizzy with anger!It's fine to give sy the green light every day, but it's a big deal that he didn't even find the demon king to clean up sy's dust? 】

[Everyone, don't be angry, don't we still have Master Xiong!Lord Xiong even took out the Demon King fan, this is to exercise special law enforcement powers! Sy is miserable! ! 】

【…】

Yup!

And Master Xiong supports justice for them!

Master Xiong directly took out the Demon King fan, and said that he would never allow a relationship like Song Yan to enter the arena, no matter how powerful his backing was, so what?

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Master Xiong at the side again.

Very well, Master Xiong still stood erect with his small body, holding the Demon King fan.

Although the posture is a bit stiff and the face is a bit dull, but...

Everyone is in a state of excitement now, and they don't notice these details at all. They only see Song Yan moving to the infield little by little, surrounded by many peacocks from the law enforcement team.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, it's getting closer!

All the monsters in the live broadcast watched Song Yan getting closer and closer to Lord Xiong step by step, and finally stood still in front of the latter, holding their breath.

At the same time, in the camera, Song Yan looked at the thin old man holding his fan stiffly, and asked cautiously: "Well, old man, are you... very hot?"

All the monsters in the live broadcast room: "..."

Everyone was silent for a second, and came to a unified conclusion - [Provocation!Naked provocation!Damn it! 】

[Let him be proud for a second, anyway, this guy will soon see how powerful the Demon King Fan is [smile]]

[Ah, ah, Lord Xiong is mighty!Come on! 】

Just as the barrage army was excitedly pushing, Master Xiong replied dryly with a serious old face on the screen: "No."

In the next second, a kind and touching smile appeared on his originally gloomy face, and a pair of cloudy old eyes suddenly lit up like lit candles.

Then, he arched his back, took a step forward tremblingly, and took another half step back in fear, shaking his hands, he brought the fan to Song Yan, and slapped it lovingly a few times: "...I'm afraid you'll be hot .”

All the monsters in the live broadcast room: "..."