Delta: Everyone uses cheats, only I am a Tangren

Song Mu has been evacuated many times using hand cannons, cruise missiles, and incendiary bombs... In short, there are many different ways of evacuation, and there is basically nothing he has not tried.

So the creed that Song Mu has always believed in is——

If the red is not tucked into your crotch, then it is not your red.

As long as you haven't boarded the plane, no matter how much you earn, it's not yours.

One minute later, the countdown ended.

'Confirmed package is on its way, welcome home!'

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Evacuation successful!

Classified Operation: Bakshi

Extraction Point: Doctor Extraction Point

Duration: 00:21:33

This round's revenue: 23,533,415

Total defeats: 9

This round's highlights defeated: 0

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The settlement screen appears, return to the Special Service Office!

Song Mu left the Special Service Department at the speed of light without even having time to clean up the warehouse. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to pause the live broadcast sound, and did not forget to lock the live broadcast screen on his warehouse.

after all……

As the godfather of the Tang Dynasty in the Black Silk Dynasty, Song Mu has a heavy responsibility. He needs to always care about the physical and mental state of the civil and military officials in the court, and throw them into danger at any time.

I found out that Song Mu disappeared at the speed of light.

Even though all the civil and military officials in the court wanted to eat the melons very much, they couldn't. They could only stare and admire Song Mu's warehouse. The more they looked, the greedier they became, and the greedier they became, the redder their faces became, and as they became redder, they began to absorb oxygen.

After breathing the oxygen, I came to my senses and realized I was a brave man again! !

The live broadcast room is very lively.

The group of adopted sons is even more lively. These people are even more outrageous than the netizens. They can't wait to bring a small stool and run downstairs to Song Mu's house to sit and eat melons.

"Brother Yan, Brother Jiang, you two knew our adoptive father the earliest, do you have any inside information?"

Monkey spoke curiously and asked, "For example, the relationship between my adoptive father and the God of War sister... Can we talk about that? Will I be thrown into the Meridian Gate if I talk about it?"

Yanzi said generously: "No, my adoptive father actually has a very good temper."

Jiang Zi didn't say anything. He was busy admiring the little gold coins in the warehouse. Just before evacuating, Song Mu gave him and Monkey several little gold coins.

For example, medals of merit, pure gold lighters, coffee, etc. can easily earn you about 10 times the profit when you take them to the trading house.

Shan Sijun joined the group chat: "This is incredible, brothers! Godfather is so awesome, 23 million! It's really a great achievement... Doctor brother, you are really capable, right?!"

Xi Nono: "So how beautiful are my adoptive father's two sisters? The kind that you can't look at directly?"

Lin Bao: "I'm curious too."

The pressure shifted to Yanzi.

After a few seconds of silence,

Yanzi said, "To be honest, I really didn't notice it at the time, and Lao Jiang didn't notice it either. We were both looking at my godfather at the time, and our minds were thinking about this bitch... No, I mean this handsome guy, how can he be so fucking handsome, and he can even hug and carry one on his back, that's the boyfriend power!"

The little puppy decisively said, "OK, the recording is successful, the throne of the number one persimmon is mine~!"

Yanzi was at a loss.

I'm so horny!

Excluding Song Mu, there are only seven people in this group chat.

Are they already about to start a seven-dragon fight for the throne with only seven people?!

So Yanzi decisively started to talk to Tian Wenjing.

And at the same time.

Song Mu originally planned to rush into the house with big steps, imitating Doraemon's "What are you doing?", but at the last moment he suddenly had an idea and changed to quiet steps, and touched the door.

The bedroom door was not closed properly and there was a small gap.

"Eavesdropping is so shameful!"

"Song Mu, ah Song Mu, you can't..."

Standing quietly outside the door, Song Mu was engaged in a fierce battle between his left and right brain. The Song Mu on the left told him to listen boldly, while the Song Mu on the right told him to go back and continue making money.

But soon, Song Mu no longer had any worries.

"Hurry, hurry, Jinjin, Jinjin, come here and lock my neck. Mumu just evacuated successfully. He said he would come and save me after the evacuation!"

This is Tang Nuan.

"I'm really impressed by you, Miss Drama Queen!"

This is Song Zijin. There is obviously helplessness in Song Zijin's tone, but there is also a hint of expectation, which is very subtle.

Most people can't hear it.

But Song Mu can.

The two God of War actors quickly took their positions, and at the same time Tang Nuan began to make all sorts of grunting noises, panting and howling, which sounded very fierce.

"What are these two playing?"

"A military exercise?"

Song Mu was puzzled, a little confused: "Luckily, I was smart enough to add a live broadcast delay when I started the broadcast, otherwise I would have fallen into the trap..."

"Wait, a trap? Damn, this wave is coming for me!"

Chapter 122 Multiple Choice Questions? Only children make choices!

Just a few seconds, extremely short.

But Song Mu's CPU was already overloaded, and he sorted out his thoughts in an instant. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a premeditated and planned action!

"Don't panic!"

"I'm just an Oscar-inviting god!"

Soon Song Mu walked downstairs quietly.

Then he walked back to the third floor with big clatters and opened the bedroom door very rudely.

"Sister Nuan!!"

Song Muchhuang shouted extremely loudly the moment he opened the door.

At the same time, his eyes froze uncontrollably for a moment... Don't blame him, really don't blame him, eyes are something that sometimes can't be controlled by the brain.

Of course, it is also possible that the brain also wants to see it.

Who doesn't want to see an arms race?

That's so beautiful!

Real men love to watch arms race!

On the oversized sofa in the bedroom,

Tang Nuan was dragged onto the sofa by Song Zijin, and she was the one being suppressed.

Song Zijin locked Tang Nuan's neck with his right hand, and held down Tang Nuan's arms with his left hand, pressing them on top of her head in a very... evil way.

The whole picture looks...

Full of infinite tension!!

The key point is that when the two sisters are put together, the difference in their body shapes is immediately highlighted, making Tang Nuan, who is already a little weaker, even more miserable.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it’s miserable or not.

Song Mu's attention was completely focused on the two pairs of beautiful legs and the jailer, and he didn't notice whether Tang Nuan was really miserable or just pretending to be miserable.

"What are you doing?"

Song Mu finally came back to his senses and pretended to be confused: "Weren't we all fine just now? I've only been playing this round for more than 20 minutes, and you two are already locked up? Sit down quickly, how disgraceful!"

"Sister? Let go first, you're almost turning Sister Nuan into a remote control... No, this is not good for your health!"

Song Zijin almost couldn't hold it in anymore, he stood up with a cold face and sat aside.

Tang Nuan looked aggrieved and moved cautiously twice in the opposite direction of Song Zijin.

He is simply a drama queen!

If he hadn't just quietly explored the place in advance, Song Mu felt that he might have actually believed it.

"What happened, sisters?"

Song Mu sat down in the middle of the sofa, looking at Song Zijin and then at Tang Nuan: "Is it because the spoils were not divided evenly? Or is it because someone stole whose head? It must be one of these two reasons."

Tang Nuan was obviously stunned. She didn't expect that Song Mu was right.

"Let me tell you."

Song Zijin's face was calm as he looked at Song Mu: "We just finished applying the mask and chatted a little about you. Um... what if, I mean what if."

Song Mu nodded: "Then?"

Song Zijin: "If you had to choose one of us as your girlfriend, who would you choose?"

Tang Nuan hummed on the side: "That must be me~~!"

Subconsciously, a Bible verse popped up in Song Mu's mind: When it is difficult to determine the winner in terms of appearance, you must remember that it really doesn't matter if adults suffer a little, but you must never let children suffer.

Not sitting!

The Great Leiyin Temple is justice!