Ding Rinrin
Just then, Ah Hao’s cell phone rang.
Master is master Yang Li.
Give it to me
Took the phone Li Ling face with nai smile way little life
Lingge is me Wu Shiyin said on the other end of the phone. Lingge, how is this girl? I also arranged lunch for you. It depends on Lingge’s own business.
Depend on you when I am a stallion.
Li Ling dark scold a continued, don’t give me this kind of chat later, I don’t have that much free time.
er
Wu Shi, the McLaren sports car behind the BMW, spoke for a while. Everyone wanted to have dinner with Tianer, but Li Ling had no interest at all. If he hadn’t just seen Li Ling’s lasting fighting power not long ago, Wu Shi really wondered if he was forbidden or desired.
Hang up the phone. Li Ling lay in the seat and half squinted and muttered, I don’t know if William Bidehao changed his number.
Just as Li Ling was going to call William Bidehao to inquire about Stuart Haoyang’s information, Bai Lingyin suddenly sounded.
The master system seems to feel the other system.
What Li Ling’s expression changed and his consciousness instantly entered Wan Ku.
Looking at the wan ku machine with dignified eyes, Li Ling asked, It’s a super mecha system.
No, Spirit shook his head. What is the system is still difficult to determine, but it is definitely not a super mecha system.
Super dude is not sure Li Ling one leng super dude is omnipotent in his heart.
Master, I have long said that when we came to earth, we suffered a lot of trauma, and many systems were already facing collapse. Just now, the superdude system felt that the system should be on the verge of collapse.
Is the owner of the system in the center of the fans? Li Ling frowned and wanted to find out the owner of the system from thousands of people. This is not a simple matter.
Master, although the other party owns the system and is about to collapse, the system will eventually be owned by the other party. In short, the owner of the system can’t smell it silently. Spirit’s eyes are like black gems, flashing with wisdom.
sweet son
Li Ling’s eyes flashed with a sharp light and whispered, She suddenly rose six months ago, and I was almost the same when I got the Super Wan Ku series.
The master Tian Er has a great suspicion. If she gets the system, it is likely to be a super star system, said Bai Linglow.
How to determine whether she has the system
A drop of her blood
good
Say Li Ling quit Super Wan Ku Tong.
With a wink, Li Ling picked up his cell phone and dialed Wu Shihua.
Lingge, do you regret it? Wu Shi’s hey hey strange smile sounded on the other end of the phone.
I want all the information of Tianer, including the information before her debut.
Ling Ge, you are not serious, said Wu Shiyin. I have already checked the background of Sweet Son, but I can’t find a strong force behind her at all, otherwise I would have strengthened her.
Really? Li Ling’s eyes narrowed. Where does she live late?
Brother Ling, do you want to
Don’t think I have something to ask her.
Hilton 66 Presidential Suite
hmm
Hang up the phone. Li Ling said to Ah Hao, Go to Hilton.
yes, master
Looking at the scenery passing by the window, Li Ling narrowed his eyes and said, If you are sure that Sweet Son is the owner of the system, should I kill her?
It’s the master, Bai Baiyin said indifferently. Every system is hostile. Even if you don’t kill her, the owner of the other system will definitely look for her. The most important point is that if she really owns the super star system, then from her current state, the super star system has lost 99% of its ability.
Let Li Ling kill a girl who is tied with chicken feet. He really has some resistance.
Sighing in my heart, Li Ling decided to make sure whether Sweet Son has a super star system first.
Soon the BMW stopped outside the Hilton Hotel.
No sooner had the car been painted than they came running.
Lingge, you want to be serious Wu Shi’s eyes sparkled with excitement and whispered, Sweet son, although this bitch is an international superstar, there may be someone behind her, but you guys are not vegetarian. Lingge, don’t worry, if there is anything, we will stand together.
pa
A slap in the face fan Wu Shi’s forehead Li Ling shook his head with a wry smile. I said, Little World, what the hell is in your brain?
Isn’t it? Wu Shi said, clutching his forehead. Then what are you doing asking about Sweet Son’s address?
Talking about music
Who can I trust?
Hao, go and get me a room.
yes, master
Li Ling