Chapter 128: Wang Dad’s Strongest Fan

When Moxianbao was first established, it relied on the Qing Gang to build its own intelligence network in Songhai City for a long time.

In recent years, the value of the Qing Gang has weakened in the eyes of Moxianbao, and the relationship is not as close as before.

There is a mutual benefit relationship between forces. Once this mutual benefit is broken, the relationship will go away.

As the leader of the Qing Gang, Zhou Jie naturally knows this. Therefore, considering the future development of the Qing Gang, Zhou Jie has been quietly expanding his intelligence network in recent years, trying to maintain his position as the first underground intelligence network in Songhai City. But in recent years... Moxianbao has developed too fast.

However, even if he can't compete on paper, Zhou Jie still found another way. He accidentally heard about the Stone Ghost Mask. And he knew that the maker of the Stone Ghost Mask was the one that Moxianbao had been looking for for many years.

Song Qingshu swallowed subconsciously, because this condition sounded very tempting.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Jie knew that there was a chance, and hurriedly continued to smile and said: "Brother Song, just find a way to control public opinion and suppress Weibo... I only have this one cousin, and I have to protect him no matter what!"

Song Qingshu sighed: "I admit that your conditions are very tempting. But you should know that the leader of the Zhatian Sect has already taken action on this matter. Even if I, Moxianbao, intervene..."

Zhou Jie interrupted: "Brother Song, I can only rely on you for this matter. Just try to reduce the impact of the incident! Of course, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, I will truthfully explain the information about the maker of the stone ghost mask."

This sentence is quite sensible, and finally made Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then I will try my best."

After speaking, Song Qingshu closed the phone, and then fell into a dilemma again...

After all, who should I find better?

Song Qingshu thought about it, and finally picked up the phone again, quickly dialing a series of numbers: "It's me, Song Qingshu. Please connect me to Mayor Ding's call..."

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The cockscomb-haired cousin, the leader of the Green Gang, had just called Song Qingshu for help, and the battle on Weibo was still going on.

It had been four hours since the incident unfolded, and it was almost twelve o'clock, but Weibo was still as lively as it was during the day.

The incident continued to be published, and Wang's father's hot search Weibo "Wang Situ's rage for a beauty" was marked with a "explosive" word on Weibo - when a weak woman encounters a lecherous hand, how to deal with it and how to prevent it has become a hot topic of discussion online.

Netizens forwarded and supported, and even keyboard warriors stayed up all night. As long as they can find a sense of existence in the crowd, they feel extremely satisfied.

But soon someone posted a message online, and at the same time sent a series of angry expressions: "Strange! The Weibo post I just commented on is gone! Even the Weibo posts I posted before, the reading count in the upper right corner has turned gray."

This netizen took a screenshot to express his dissatisfaction.

Soon someone commented below: "I thought I was the only one whose Weibo post was locked! Turns out there are others!?"

"Damn! I found my friends, it turns out I'm not the only one!"

"I worked so hard to write such a long post, why did you lock my Weibo! Support the great Wang Situ!"

This is definitely not just the netizens making a fuss out of boredom, because Wang's father also noticed one thing, he found that both his likes and comments were constantly decreasing. The accumulated likes for four hours were clearly close to 200,000 before... But just refreshed, only 110,000! Half of the amount was deducted!

Wang Ling also found that many comments on the Internet had disappeared.

Some people had sent out human-fleshed addresses before, but these addresses have not been verified, but they were all deleted by Weibo on the grounds of "prohibited information" and disappeared.

Obviously, someone was deliberately blocking the news and wanted to reduce the attention of the hot search.

Dad Wang waited patiently in front of the computer for fifteen minutes, and found that the word "explosion" next to the hot search word had disappeared. Even the ranking dropped two levels, and he watched it drop from the first to the third.

In the study, Dad Wang sat in front of the computer screen, and the ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts.

The cigarettes in the cigarette box had been smoked by Dad Wang.

Wang Ling was thinking about whether to use the ability of teleportation to help Dad Wang go to the supermarket to buy a box.

After all, this was the only thing he could do for his father as a son before Dad Wang found the scum with a cockscomb head by his own ability.

But soon, Wang Ling found that he was overthinking...

Because he saw that Dad Wang got up and took an iron box directly from the bookcase next to him. Ten black cigars were neatly placed inside... Then, he lit one and put it in his mouth.

Wang Ling's heart couldn't help but tremble again... He was shocked to find that Wang's father's dark state had become more and more serious!

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In the study, Wang's father was smoking a cigar.

Wang Ling stared at the cigar and slowly remembered that this box of cigars from Wang's father was a gift from a fan a few months ago. When the express delivery was signed, Wang's father was still typing in the study. Wang Ling went downstairs to help Wang's father sign, so he still had a vague impression in his mind.

However, Wang Ling didn't care at the time and didn't pay attention to what was in the box.

After receiving the iron box, Wang's father kept it and put it on the bookshelf.

From the outer packaging, this cigar does not seem to be so precious, but the material in each cigar is extremely special!

Wang Ling saw through the Heavenly Eye that this cigar alone contains more than 300 kinds of precious natural treasures. Among so many natural treasures, Wang Ling even detected a hint of "Xianglong Grass" from afar! ——This is a restricted-level elixir cultivated by Huaxiu Country, which has the ability to revive the dead... It is also a special medicine used to deal with cancer all over the world! Just a little bit is enough to purify all the cancer cells in the body!

Obviously, these cigars are specially made by that fan! Who can make cigars with Xianglong Grass?

While Wang Ling was still wondering, Wang's father had already smoked half of the cigar.

As Wang's father expected, someone is trying every means to block the news on Weibo. Just now, the topic "Wang Situ's rage for his beloved" dropped several places again and is about to fall out of the top ten.

"Everyone, please forward it again! Help the great god Wang Situ! It's dropped again!"

"This Weibo is really scumbag! It's a black box operation! It's really shameless!"

"I'll forward it! I'll forward it furiously! I'll forward it again! I don't believe it can continue to drop. The number of forwarding is almost 500,000... and it was taken first by an airborne shampoo advertisement! Who gave you the confidence? Rejoice!?"

Netizens felt unfair for Wang's father, but it was something that was obviously operated by someone behind the scenes, and no one could do anything about it...

Looking at these online comments, Wang's father felt that his temper was also rising.

Black box operation?

It doesn't exist!

Wang Ling saw Wang's father turn the iron box containing cigars upside down and opened the lid.

Wang Ling's eyebrows trembled... This cigar box is actually double-opened, and there is a small layer on the back!

Then, Wang Ling saw that his father took out a black mobile phone that he had never seen before from the back of the cigar box.

There was only one phone number saved in the contacts in the phone.

Without thinking, Wang's father dialed the number directly...

After a moment, Wang's father's voice sounded: "It's me, Wang Situ. Please help me answer the call, Chairman Mao's call..."