Comic Cannon Fodder Wants to Be the King of Popularity

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Chapter 41

    César, who could roughly guess what would happen on Xia Zuo's side, didn't panic at all.

    He even wanted to pass the level with his life and take a vacation by the way.

    After all, if you lose san after loading the file, it is really a bit of visual pollution.

    "Meet you again, Mr. Gary." César looked at the man sitting across the table and said with a smile.

    "You don't look surprised at all," Gary said in a deep voice.

    The black-haired boy blinked: "I've completed our deal. If you want, of course you can have some friendly exchanges with me. Isn't this a normal thing?" Gary choked, only to realize that he seemed to

    say asked a stupid question.

    But...

    he glanced at the black-haired boy in front of him with some regret.

    ——It's like regretting your own things, which are about to be destroyed.

    Suddenly, the black-haired boy slightly lowered his head and smiled.

    Gary frowned, clenched his fists vigilantly, and stared at him nervously.

    He saw the black-haired boy carelessly resting his chin on the table with one hand, and said softly, "Excuse me

    " I'll be blunt, Mr. Gary."

    The smile in the black-haired boy's eyes faded away layer by layer, leaving only a terrifying calmness of reason that didn't belong to this world at all.

    "I don't really like... being treated as someone else's property."

    Gary clenched his fists a little more, and cold sweat uncontrollably slid down his back and down his spine.

    ...a horrible sense of oppression.

    It was obvious that the other party was about to suffer, but he still couldn't control his fear.

    "...I'll pay attention next time."

    In the end, Gary said this sentence in a compromise.

    For some reason, McCann's death flashed across his mind, and his rationality told him that he might never see this black-haired boy again. But the intuition is screaming crazily:

    the second administrator is smarter than you.

    Please, please, don't mess with César.

    Who is the prey and who is the hunter may not be a foregone conclusion.

    Gary collected himself and said, "Someone is very interested in your talent...you can make your talent public. Someone will test you." "