Chapter 330.1

Looking at Woodward, accompanied by Tom, going through the relevant entry procedures, Wang Jian nodded slightly.

If twitter can really achieve the prospect described by this legendary reporter.

So the equity incentive promised by myself, though painful, is worth the money.

In order to protect his interests in the publishing industry and fight against the traditional media, he did his best.

But compared with that, what is the rich n generation, who easily gets one of the traditional media giants of globegroup, doing?

Because of the success of I'm so rich, little Bronfman has been forgotten by the public about the sale of DuPont shares, and has been called "the most insightful successor of the old money family" by the media.

At present, he has released the news that he wants to go deeper into the music distribution and television media industry, and launch the acquisition of other established media enterprises.

"Alas, I really envy this kind of rich family with a golden key."

Looking at the newspaper, Wang Jian sighed, "it's so easy to pry into powerful resources that others can't imagine."

After a period of growth, he fully understood why he could stand in today's position as a young Chinese.

On the one hand, it is because of the style of Goldman Sachs.

However, the real reason why this fake and inferior version of "knight in white" has no unnecessary small moves is that he has the support of the writers.

These supports can bring the greatest convenience to the development of literary websites.

Why do writers support themselves?

In addition to the shadow of capital behind, what's more important is the identity of the same writer!

"So, we still have to continue to code and maintain the identity of the writer." Wang Jian shook his head with a bitter smile and took out the outline of King Arthur.

"Even if the pure writing income, already cannot compare as the website big shareholder to bring the income for oneself."

In the previous plot, he introduced the first generation submarine, posing as "Loch Ness monster".

Well, this can be regarded as Wang Jian's conscious catering to Bermuda, District 51 and other Western mysticism.

"The selling point of this book is that modern technology overwhelms magic mystery, so we need to strengthen some description of this aspect."

Wang Jian thought about it for a moment, and began to "crackle" on the keyboard.

Soon some readers found that King Arthur, which had been stopped for a few days, finally began to update.

……

Although the marching order of the paladins was startled by the sudden appearance of monsters in the lake.

But the pious faith of everyone can resist this small impact.

Not to mention the commander nicknamed "Guardian" and the "Saint" disguised as a man, even the vice commander from the inquisition, the notorious "fraudster", soon regained calm.

"Adjust the formation and enter the defensive state." The commander gave orders in a loud voice.

"There is no evil that can defeat us as the beloved of God!" The fraudsters are also shouting encouragement.

Hearing this, the saint turned her head and glared at the treacherous man.

The deputy commander shrugged his shoulders in a completely indifferent manner.

"We are all the people of God. Are we all equal before God?" He thought about the theory that his teammates often publicized and disdained.

"Then why is it that we are the only ones with supernatural power besides witches who take refuge in demons?"

"We are God's most cherished people? We have never been the same species as those Untouchables!" The deputy chief usually carries out such propaganda to his own team.

Under the influence of the sense of honor and being recognized, his team is far more powerful than other teams, and even has the trend of becoming an independent group.

The commander found that the other side had no sign of attack, so he was ready to take the initiative.

"Blessed by the light, change to combat." With an order? There was a flash of white light on the members of the order.

"Protect my left and right wings." The commander ordered to the two deputies and then called out, "Knights charge!"

"Ah? You are the main force again!" The deputy commander snorted and then yelled: "the light gives me strength? Go!"

I have to say that his team is really strong.

With the head of the team taking the lead, the forces directly under the deputy head of the team have already shown signs of catching up with and overtaking each other and becoming the main force.

"Combat effectiveness is never said, but fought." The deputy commander looked at the approaching commander and felt a little proud.

Just at this time, suddenly there was a "boom", something exploded beside him.

"Elevation 45 degrees, launch!" Small guns belonging to Arthur's forces, buried in the woods, launched an attack.

At the same time, the monsters moored on the Loch Ness also showed a black gun barrel.

"What is it?" The deputy commander yelled."This should be Prince Arthur's secret weapon that I heard before!" The commander responded loudly, "you go to the ambush point, we continue to charge. Is there a problem?"

"No!" Turn left with the team leader.

"Ha, I finally got the chance to fight independently. Don't let me down, Prince Arthur

"How's it going?" Arthur draws out his mechanical sword and prepares to fight himself.

He asked the former mathematician, the current artillery commander, "after the enemy is dispersed, can the strength of the artillery scatter their sacred shield?"

"The big caliber guns produced in an emergency are all on Loch Ness. Even in the face of two Cavaliers squadrons, it should not be a big problem

"And we..." The commander raised his head and carefully observed the enemy's situation after a volley. "We need the cooperation of the firearm team."

"These secret weapons are troublesome. Especially this kind of violent noise, it's really annoying. " The deputy commander made great efforts to control the frightened horses and maintain the state of charge.

His body, but also from time to time splash because of being shot, and automatically lit up a white light.

But the deputy commander didn't notice that when he charged, the soldiers behind him were decreasing bit by bit.

At this time, several spherical objects that would explode flew head-on.

"Boom", "boom", "boom" after three, the deputy head of the horse was completely killed.

He himself fell to the ground, and for the first time the shield of the light became incomplete.

"Leave me alone, keep charging!" The deputy commander wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cried out.

At the same time, prepare to wait for an opportunity to find a war horse and continue to fight.

However, except for the more violent explosion, he did not get any response from his companions.

Even the usual "Hallelujah" did not ring in my ears.

The deputy commander looked back doubtfully and found that the whole battlefield was like the flesh and blood hell described in the Bible.

There are a few horses that have lost their masters, running in disorder under the bombardment of artillery.

The groans of pain, set off by countless broken limbs and arms, are even more terrifying.

This Did you lose?

The servant of God, lost to the devil who took in the witch?

No, I won't!

The deputy commander struggled to stand up, dropped the knight's spear, pulled out his sword, and started a personal charge.

"I am the darling of God!" He yelled and tried to run.

"Prince, the barrel has overheated. We need Musketeers as the main force."

Arthur looked at the lone charge and nodded slightly.

"A volley!" The commander pointed to the deputy commander and yelled.

"Poof..." With a burst of white smoke rising, the only still standing Paladin fell to the ground.

At this time, his shield of the holy light has been completely smashed, in a completely defenceless state.

Even the blood left behind began to turn from gold to red because it exhausted its sacred power.

"Get ready to close up and clean up the battlefield." At Arthur's command, he was ready to turn away.

However, the lonely charge, once again stood up.

"100 steps, 99 steps..." While the deputy head of the team was struggling, he counted the distance.

"Stop!"

"Don't go there!"

Two slightly loud shouts sounded in my ears.

The deputy commander looked back and found that the commander with a broken leg and the "Saint" who was pressed down by many soldiers and horses were shouting anxiously.

He grinned a little, turned his head and went on firmly.

"Second volley!" Cried the commander.

With the sound of "poof", the deputy commander fell to the ground again.

Just a moment later, he stood up again.

However, the speed of getting up this time is not as fast as just now.

And its moving speed, even black death patients are not comparable.

"The third volley!"

"The fourth volley!"

The deputy commander got up again and said, "20, 19..."

"The fifth time..." The commander raised his arm and was ready to order again.

"Forget it." Arthur grabs his arm and whispers.

Because he has found that the target of the other side is not the soldiers, but the small guns.

“3、2…”

The deputy commander finally hobbled to the front of the weapon that defeated his team.

He felt that his consciousness began to blur and he had some difficulty breathing.

However, the deputy commander still looked at the things in front of him curiously.

Even with shaking hands, gently stroking."Zi..." The sound of smoke, came a smell of barbecue.

It's just that the taste doesn't cause appetite, it just makes people feel sick.

"This Is that the devil's weapon? " The deputy commander murmured: "we have been abandoned by the Lord?"

"No, it's not the devil's weapon, it's the technology's weapon."

"You are not abandoned by the Lord, but by the times." Arthur came to him and said calmly.

"Technology and the times Is that right? " The deputy commander used all his strength to send out a question.

After that, he aimed his whole head at the barrel and looked in.

With the release of the deputy commander's hand, the sword fell to the ground.

With the sound of "Zi", he fell on the barrel of the gun.