Chapter 264

"Well, that's a good suggestion."

Su Ye nodded in agreement.

"Apart from art resources, have everything else been settled?"

"No problem." Wang Yifei picked up a glass of beer and emptied it with a tilt of his neck.

"However, Mr. Su, our department has also conducted an internal test of this game, but it doesn't feel that fun."

"Not fun?"

Su Ye was stunned.

How could Legend of Blood not be fun?

Back in 2000, the game with the highest number of online players could be described as empty.

And even if there is competition from other games due to cheats later on, people will continue to enter Legend of Blood.

The famous tag line "Here's a new version of the ship you've never played before" is exactly that.

There are at least a dozen private servers of various kinds opened every day.

In terms of gold-absorbing ability, the legend of hot blood is definitely the number one.

Such a game was actually summed up by Wang Yifei's sentence "not very fun".

Su Ye was also speechless.

"Don't worry, you'll know about this when the game goes online later."

"For now, let's focus on making the game better."

Su Ye didn't know why Wang Yifei came to such a conclusion. He had already decided to go to the QQ game department tomorrow when he was free, and personally experience the "not very fun" legend in Wang Yifei's mouth.

A meal didn't end until after 10 o'clock in the evening.

Su Ye, who was drowsy, was carried back to his residence by Tang Lili and Wang Yifei.

As night fell, a plane landed in the capital of Big Stick Country.

As a neighboring country of the Longhan Empire with a narrow strip of water, there are quite a few flights to and from it on weekdays.

Keep one round trip a day, and if it is during the peak period, Imperial Airlines and Stick Air will also coordinate to increase the number of flights.

As the most central city in the universe, Seoul is still brightly lit at night.

The figure of Hu Yidao walked out of the airport slowly.

There is no pick-up card and no reception vehicle.

Because he came to the Big Bangzi country secretly, the employees of the Qingyun Technology Bangzi branch didn't even know that the headquarters sent someone to solve the current problems.

At this time, the person in charge of Qingyun Technology Bangzi Branch is hosting a banquet for relevant officials.

How could he know that Hu Yidao had arrived.

When Hu Yidao walked out of the airport, he didn't choose the airport bus or the taxi waiting at the door. He turned left and walked a few hundred meters. When he saw a row of black cars parked by the side of the road, he stepped forward and asked in skillful stick language.

"Going to Jiangnan?"

The black car driver who was smoking saw Hu Yidao's generous body, subconsciously threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, and said repeatedly: "Let's go, 55,000 won."

"Huh?" Hu Yidao stared at the driver unkindly.

"I came here last week, and it only cost 45,000. Are you treating me like a fat pig?"

The driver quickly laughed and said, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now, it's 45,000, please get in the car."

"Well, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Guest, if you go to Jiangnan from here, it will take an hour and a half at the fastest. Even if you are in a hurry, I can't help it."

The driver said with a sad face.

This guest looks very fierce, maybe he is from a mixed society.

But if he took the other way, although he could save about 20 minutes of time, he still had to pay about 10,000 won in tolls.

This is a bit of a loss.

For a moment the driver also fell into hesitation.

"Don't worry about the black clothes, they will charge, and I will deal with it."

"Okay, okay, guests, please get in the car."

The driver hurried over to help Hu Yidao open the car door. Since he knew that the black clothes would meet, he might be able to exempt himself from part of the toll.

If you can use this to get to know some leaders of the Black Clothes Society, maybe you can often go that way in the future.

The car was driving fast on the streets of Seoul, and Hu Yidao didn't say a word after getting into the car.

He kept thinking about the action plan he planned on the plane.

If it is said that the operation of associations is legal in the country of Gou Ri, then in the country of Big Stick, associations are semi-official organizations.

It's just that due to the characteristics of the people of the big stick country, several large associations in their country have always been little known.

The Black Clothes Club is a second-rate club in Seoul.

The main thing is to make money by doing some car bandits and road tyrants. Those industries that really make money, they have no way to get involved.

And Hu Yidao came to them just to get in touch with a dark hand he left behind back then.

Before boarding the plane, he had already turned off his mobile phone. Except for reporting his whereabouts to Su Ye every day, when he was working, he needed to use the unregistered phone card he was going to buy in Bangziguo.

"Guest, we are about to reach Luca of the Black Clothes Club."

The driver of the black car reminded in a low voice.

"Okay, when their people come over, I'll talk to them."

Choi Min Ho has been in the Black Club since he graduated from high school.

To some bigwigs, the Black Club is just a second-rate gang.

But for ordinary people like their family, the Black Clothes Society is a behemoth that they dare not provoke no matter what.

After graduating from high school, Cui Minhao's father even set up three banquets to celebrate the fact that he was able to successfully enter the Black Clothes Club after graduating from high school.

In the blink of an eye, 8 years have passed.

Cui Minhao, who was young back then, has now learned to have all five poisons.

Hearing the sound of a car approaching in the distance, he looked up, hehe, there really was a car coming.

You know, since the Black Clothes Society occupied this only way to Jiangnan Road two years ago, because of the high tolls, few cars still pass here.

That is to say, there are more during the day, and once it is past 10 o'clock in the evening, he can only play cards with his subordinates for fun.

"Stop the car and be inspected."

Choi Min Ho put on a reflective vest and shouted with a traffic stick.

The driver stopped the car, and first bowed deeply to Cui Minhao, who had a fierce face on his face: "Sir, there is a distinguished guest in the car, he is also from our Black Club, and he is going to Jiangnan Road on business, so Come in my vehicle."

"What honorable passenger, come out and be checked."

Cui Minhao said impatiently.

Recently, many people have pretended to be members of their Black Clothes Club in order to avoid the high toll.

"Come out and come out."

Cui Minhao yelled loudly, and the younger brothers beside him were also clamoring constantly.

Hu Yidao in the car smiled slightly, unfastened his seat belt and opened the door.

He nodded to Cui Minhao who was clamoring, and said, "Minhao."

Cui Minhao realized something was wrong when Hu Yidao got out of the car, and he was stunned when he saw the familiar figure.

When he heard the familiar word "Min Hao", he suddenly felt his legs go weak.

"One, one knife Oppa, you, you are back."

The driver of the black car next to him looked at this scene in shock, feeling uneasy.

Fortunately, I refused the help of several black car drivers next to me, otherwise I would have caused a big disaster.

Later, Hu Yidao followed Cui Minhao to the headquarters of the Black Club.

It is said to be the headquarters, but it is actually just an inconspicuous residential building on the Jiangbei side.

Around the left and right are big men with nothing to do, standing in the corner and looking around.

"Brother Jin Ximing, Brother Yidao is here." (Still not used to oppa)

Jin Ximing, who was watching a movie in the room, came out repeatedly.

After seeing Hu Yidao behind Cui Minhao, a round, pockmarked fat face overflowed with a gloating smile.

As for how Hu Yidao saw the deep meaning of schadenfreude, it is unknown.

"Brother Yidao, long time no see. The last time we said goodbye, I haven't seen you for at least a year."

"Quick, quick, sit in the room. I've sent someone to buy beef bibimbap, and it will be delivered later."

Hu Yidao nodded, hugged Jin Ximing blankly, and followed into the room.

When Jin Ximing couldn't see it, Hu Yidao curled his lips in disdain.

Is a beef stone pot available?

I used to hang out with such a person, isn't it a little bit out of place.

During the time he followed Su Ye, Hu Yidao usually went to some large hotels, at least four-star hotels, when he went out to eat.

Even if you eat at a roadside stall once in a while, it is a very unique shop.

In the Big Stick Country, the country known as the center of the universe.

When people receive guests, they actually serve them in a stone pot of beef. It really is the center of the universe, and it has an inner flavor.

"Brother Yidao, do you need any help when you come to Seoul this time?"

Jin Ximing asked carefully.

He still remembers that for more than a year, Hu Yidao, who accepted the mission, came to Seoul and could make several large associations in Seoul bow their heads in minutes.

During that more than a month, Qingxichuan and Hanjiang did not know how many people accidentally fell into the water due to various reasons, and when they were finally found, they were already floating on the river.

If he comes this time, there will be another bloodbath, right?

This time, what will Hei Yi say, and he will no longer participate in it.

The last time Hu Yidao borrowed the name of their Black Clothes Society to do those things, after he left, the Black Clothes Society changed three bosses in a row.

That is to say, he, Jin Ximing, understood in his heart and subdued his brothers in time, and it was only then that he passed a year in peace and stability.

"Have."

Hu Yidao didn't need to look, he could feel Jin Xishan's trembling body opposite him.

"You help me get a phone card in Seoul and give me eight bullets."

"in addition……"

"And tell me the address of this man."

As he spoke, Hu Yidao took out a note from his pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Jin Ximing.

"Zhou Zhiruo?"

Jin Ximing blurted out that as a big brother with ideals and pursuits, he once accompanied his son to learn Long Chinese for about 28 minutes.

"Um?"

Hu Yidao took the note over and looked at it, sweating in his heart.

This is a note he wrote casually from the administration department.

Later, the administrative department sent him the detailed information of the other party, and he recorded it on another note.

I didn't expect to get it wrong.

It was also the first time for Jin Ximing to see such an emotion called embarrassment on Hu Yidao's face.

Can't help lowering his head carefully.

"Here, this is it."

Jin Ximing raised his head and looked at the table after hearing the words.

There were a few crooked words written on the note.

"Zhou Zhilong."

"A member of the Seoul Internet Administration Bureau."

"Phone, 8734****."

this person?

Jin Ximing searched Zhou Zhilong's name in his mind, but found that he didn't remember it at all.

As for Long Hanyu, he could barely recognize some surnames and some special names.

For example, Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji, Yin Susu, etc.

Because when Hu Yidao came over, he used a copy of Yitian Tulongji to relieve the tension during the mission.

After he left, that book became a must-read for the Black Club when they were idle.

"Brother Yidao, I don't know this person."

"However, the phone card and bullets you want can be taken care of."

"Also, are you from Seoul just now, do you need to take a little rest with us?"

Hu Yidao naturally didn't intend to let him tell him some information about Zhou Zhilong immediately.

When will these associations use the high technology of the Internet?

It's normal not to know Zhou Zhilong.

"Give me the calling card and bullets immediately."

"You are here, how can I rest..."

Hu Yidao turned his head and looked around.

This folk house is probably only lived in some impoverished mountainous areas in Longhan.

Of course, this is not to say that poverty-stricken mountainous areas are not good, after all, conditions are limited.

But in Seoul, the center of the universe, there are still people living in such a place, how do you let Hu Yidao live.

Squeeze the upper and lower bunks with a group of big guys?

Still in this kind of house where the leaky house happened to rain all night, I was shivering from the cold wind.

"Ah, this, our place is really a bit rough at present..."

Jin Ximing smiled awkwardly.