Your own world is in my system.”

Lao Jiang flicked his finger and said in a cold tone:

"Come on, call the boss."

"I think you just deserve a beating."

Mr. Ya's tone became unhappy, and he clenched his fists and said:

"Don't forget, when the Lord of the Wasteland makes a comeback, I will have to help you fight. With your poor martial arts, a stronger Lord of the Wasteland can kill you.

That's why I should be the boss!”

"Since ancient times, I have only heard of the brain that commands the hand, and I have never heard of the hand that controls the brain in turn."

Lao Jiang refused to give in.

He retorted:

"You have saved you a world, and I have saved the stars within your eyes. It is no need to say more about who is more capable. You quickly calm your ambitions and honestly assist me.

And, didn't you say it?

We are responsible for this matter. You are the one who is inferior to one person and above ten thousand people, why not do it?"

"The same goes for you."

Mr. Crow grinned:

"You lower your head, isn't it just above all tens of thousands of people? I am a hero from a martial arts world. How could I treat you badly with such loyalty?

Call me "Boss" and I will take care of your business in the future. Whoever dares to bully you will be the first to cause trouble for him."

"Who dares to bully me among these stars?"

Lao Jiang curled his lips and said:

"It's too late for them to flatter me."

The two fell silent at the same time.

A few minutes later, Mr. Ya clenched his fists, and Lao Jiang made a random move, Xuantian Sword Artifact and Yan Zhan flew over. Seeing the fire fighting for the first seat and about to begin, a white light appeared in front of the two of them.

The white dog with goggles shook his head and squatted between Lao Jiang and Mr. Ya. It barked twice and said:

"Don't fight you two, Raven is welcome!"

"Um?"

The two of them looked at the white dog at the same time. The latter shook his tail, raised his paws and pointed behind him. A magic-shaped crimson door slowly opened in the yard of Lao Jiang's family.

The white dog whispered to remind:

"You two are better off changing formal clothes. The four bosses are there. The other three are easy to talk about, but the Death God is an elf nobleman and has strict requirements on rules and demeanor.

The soldiers of his Dan Blade Legion all have two sets of dresses to wear...

He hates those people who are not well-dressed and sloppy in appearance the most. They are talking about you, Jiang Xia, hurry up and change your clothes.

In addition, don’t argue with you who is the boss of the project.
Chapter completed!