don't call me singer

Chapter 639 Call Me King
The following conversation was really a joy for the host and guest.

Wang Dawen always felt that, for some reason, this Pei Guangrong had a very good attitude towards him, even a little servile, and he didn't look like some big boss who could control a market at all.

The other party didn't even stumbling about the conditions he proposed, and even offered to make concessions to the extent that even Wang Dawen felt embarrassed.

Wang Dawen stared at Pei Guangrong a little puzzled, and Pei Guangrong also looked at him with piercing eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Wang Dawen quickly turned his face away.

No, this Pei Guangrong is really ugly...

I really don't want to see his face!
But Pei Guangrong's flattering expression made Wang Dawen really feel good.

It was as if Wang Dawen was some kind of big shot, and Pei Guangrong was so devoted to currying favor with him.

"We will get the approval as quickly as possible, and then release it in theaters. Mr. Wang, please wait for my good news!" Pei Guangrong nodded and walked away.

Wang Dawen closed the door with a dazed expression on his face.

After a while, he called his father.

"Dad, do you have any secrets from me?"

Father Wang: "???? Well... I failed to quit smoking again, but please don't tell your mother!"

Wang Dawen said angrily, "I didn't mean that!"

"That limited-edition figure you put on the table was accidentally broken by me."

"What? It turned out to be you! I thought it was some brat... Wait, I didn't mean to ask this! Do you have anything to tell me about my life experience?"

Am I a troubled Vietnamese prince?
No, Vietnam has no princes.

So I am actually the son of the richest man in Vietnam?
Who am I?

Oh, I'm so curious...

……

On the other side, Pei Guangrong came out of Wang Dawen's room and got into the elevator, and then hissed.

Beside him, several subordinates looked at him wonderingly, wondering why their boss was behaving so strangely today.

Pei Guangrong took out his phone, clicked on a profile picture that looked like a black cat, and sent a message.

"I have done as you said, you can let me go."

"Very good, as long as you are obedient, I will reward you."

"I don't need a reward, I just want you to let me go." Pei Guangrong replied.

"I am omnipotent in heaven and earth. The greatest man in all ages, the foresighted, wise and powerful little black uncle, has always kept his word. If he says he will reward you, he will definitely reward you." The avatar sent a message.

But Pei Guangrong really didn't want any rewards.

He just wants this guy to get out of here!
Besides, don't you feel ashamed to call yourself that?

What is omnipotent in heaven and earth, the greatest in all ages, far-sighted, wise and powerful?
Anyone who calls themselves that is an egomaniac!

But no matter how many slots he has, he dare not spit it out.

Thinking of what happened to him in the past two days, Pei Guangrong only felt terrified.

In the past two days, he didn't know why, and he would pass out anytime and anywhere.

Then after falling asleep, he found himself back in an ancient battlefield.

He was wearing the ancient armor of Vietnam, fighting on the battlefield, and on the opposite side were mighty soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

Before he could figure out what was going on with him, he was slashed on the neck with a knife.

He fell on the battlefield, losing control of his body, he could only feel his own blood gurgling down, gradually staining the land red.

When it was completely dark before his eyes, he felt that he was finally dead, and then in the blink of an eye, he became another soldier again.

He desperately resisted and fought, but a few seconds later, he fell into a pool of blood again. This time, it was the bird's beak gun that killed him.

His entire face was shattered by a gun shot from 600 years ago.

That feeling of being shot in the head by countless things...

For the rest of his life he didn't want to think about it.

But in the next second, he was revived again.

He was sometimes on land, sometimes at sea, and even once underwater.

His wrestling goals vary.

But each time, he died.

He didn't even remember how many weapons he had died under.

Smoked to death by smoke jars, scalded to death by ashes jars, shot to death by crossbow bolts, poisoned by crossbows of medicine, crushed to death by lead bullets, shot to death by rockets, burned to death by fire bricks, pierced by iron arrows, directly smashed by artillery In the process, he was hooked by a sickle, slashed by a machete, and pierced by a javelin...

He never knew that there were so many ways to die on the ancient battlefield!
Every death is unforgettable, but after every death, without even a chance to breathe, he ushered in death again.

Until one time, after waking up again, Pei Guangrong turned around and ran away.

"Which immortal master, please take away your supernatural powers, please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

Then, he woke up with a "wow", and found himself lying on the ground, sweating all over his body, next to his panicked subordinates, who said that he was screaming desperately while sleeping, as if he had a very terrible nightmare.

Sitting at the side, after waiting for a long time, he realized that there was a message lying quietly on his mobile phone.

He didn't believe it at first, but then he went back to experience the "Encyclopedia of Death Methods in Ming Dynasty" again.

It felt like entering eighteen levels of hell...

This time, he really couldn't believe it.

He immediately followed the mysterious man's instructions and contacted Wang Dawen.

All treaties that forfeit power and humiliate the country have been signed.

Now, can he finally escape that terrible nightmare?

Back downstairs and in the car, Pei Guangrong suddenly felt dizzy.

Wait, here we go again?

I have done as you said!
No... please spare me!
What did I do wrong, I'll fix it!

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

That invisible force pulled him into the darkness again.

In front of his eyes, the light flowed.

When I opened my eyes again, it was no longer a battlefield, but a magnificent palace.

In the palace, a glamorous woman, half undressed, looked at him with winking eyes, leaned over and called him softly: "Your Majesty, please let my concubine sleep..."

"Don't come here!" Pei Guangrong trembled in fright, and hurriedly hid back.

I don't know how many times in the past, no matter where he is, he will die in the next second anyway.

Although this is a charming beauty in front of him, God knows where this guy will pull out a knife in the next second and stab him to the core.

After being shouted at by him, the woman was startled, shrank to the side, and said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you all right..."

Pei Guangrong looked at the woman in front of him warily and waited quietly.

1 minutes passed, 2 minutes passed.

not dead.

Then, he found a line of words appeared in front of him.

"Originally omnipotent, the greatest in all ages, the far-sighted, wise and powerful uncle Xiao Hei said to reward you, and he will definitely reward you. Don't worry, you won't die this time."

I won't die?I really won't die?
Pei Guangrong looked at the panicked woman again, and hooked his fingers to her.

"Your Majesty..." The woman immediately broke into a smile and came over.

"Don't call me emperor."

"What's your name?"

"Call me Shuntian Chengyun Ruiwen Heroic King!"

(Note: The Ming Dynasty entered Vietnam and occupied Vietnam for 20 years, followed by the uprising of Le Loi, the founding monarch of the post-Lei Dynasty in Vietnam, and finally became independent after more than ten years of fighting. , Li Li issued an edict, claiming to be the King of Rui Wen Ying Wu of Shun Tian Cheng Yun.)
(End of this chapter)