When Mo Immortal Castle had first been established back then, it had relied on Green Gang to build its own intelligence network in Songhai city for a long time.
Over the years, Green Gang's value in Mo Immortal Castle's eyes had weakened, and their relationship wasn't as close as before.
Between the forces, there was originally a layer of mutual benefit relationship. Once this layer of mutual benefit balance was broken, the relationship would drift apart.
As the leader of Green Gang, Zhou Jie was naturally well aware of this. Thus, out of consideration for Green Gang's future development, Zhou Jie had been quietly expanding his own intelligence network over the years in an attempt to secure the throne of Songhai city's number one underground intelligence network. But Mo Immortal Castle's development had been too rapid in recent years.
However, even if he couldn't win on paper, Zhou Jie had still found another way. He had inadvertently asked around about the stone ghost mask. He also knew that Mo Immortal Castle had been looking for the maker of the stone ghost mask for many years.
Song Qingshu subconsciously swallowed, because this condition indeed sounded very tempting.
On the other end of the line, Zhou Jie knew he had a chance, and hurriedly continued to say with a flattering smile, "Brother Song, you just need to think of a way to control public opinion and suppress Weibo … I only have this one cousin, so I have to protect him no matter what!"
Song Qingshu sighed. "I admit that your condition is very tempting. But you should know that the head of Exploding Sky Sect has already made a move. Even if my Mo Immortal Castle intervenes … "
Zhou Jie interrupted him. "Brother Song, I can only rely on you in this matter. Just try to reduce the impact of this incident as much as possible! Of course, whether we win or lose in the end, I will tell you everything I know about the maker of the stone ghost mask. "
This was quite sensible, and Song Qingshu finally nodded in satisfaction. "Very well, I'll try my best."
After saying that, Song Qingshu closed the phone, and then fell into a dilemma again …
Who on earth should he look for?
Song Qingshu thought for a while, then finally picked up his phone again and quickly dialed a number. "It's me, I'm Song Qingshu. Help me answer Mayor Ding's call … "
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Mohawk Head's cousin, the leader of Green Gang, had just called Song Qingshu for help when the battle on Weibo continued.
It had been four hours since the incident, and it was almost twelve o 'clock, but Weibo was still as lively as it was during the day.
As the incident continued to be published, Father Wang's trending Weibo post "Wang Situ in a Rage for a Beauty" had already been marked with the word "Explode" — when a weak woman encountered a lecher, how to respond and how to guard against it became a hot topic online.
The netizens were reposting and expressing their support. Even the keyboard warriors were staying up all night. As long as they could find a sense of existence in the crowd, they would feel extremely satisfied.
But soon, someone posted a message online, along with a series of angry emojis. "Strange! The Weibo post that I just commented on disappeared! Even the views on the upper right corner of the Weibo posts that I posted before have turned gray. "
The netizen took a screenshot to express his dissatisfaction.
Soon, someone commented, "I thought I was the only one whose Weibo post was locked! So there are other people!? "
"F * ck! I've found allies. I'm not alone! "
"Why did you lock my Weibo after painstakingly typing such a long post?! I support Guru Wang Situ! "
This definitely wasn't the netizens making a fuss out of boredom, because Father Wang had also noticed that the number of likes and comments on his post was continuously decreasing. After four hours of accumulating likes, it had clearly been close to two hundred thousand … but when it refreshed just now, there were only one hundred and ten thousand left! Half of it had been deducted!
Wang Ling also noticed that a lot of the online comments had disappeared.
There had been some people who had previously sent out human addresses. These addresses had yet to be verified, but they had all been directly deleted by Weibo on the grounds that they were "prohibited information."
It was very obvious that someone was deliberately blocking the news in order to reduce the number of trending searches.
Father Wang waited patiently in front of the computer for fifteen minutes, and noticed that the word "Explode" next to the trending searches had already disappeared. Even his ranking had dropped two ranks in a row, and he could only watch helplessly as it dropped from first to third.
In the study, Father Wang sat in front of the computer screen, and the ashtray on his desk was already full of cigarette butts.
He had already smoked all the cigarettes in the pack.
Wang Ling was wondering if he should use his teleportation ability to help Father Wang buy a pack from the supermarket.
After all, this was the only thing he could do for his dad before Father Wang relied on his own abilities to find that mohawk scum.
But very quickly, Wang Ling realized that he had been thinking too much …
Because he saw Father Wang get up and directly take down an iron box from the bookcase on the side. Inside were ten black cigars neatly arranged … Father Wang directly lit one and put it in his mouth.
Wang Ling's heart couldn't help trembling again … he was stunned to realize that Father Wang's dark state was getting worse and worse!
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In the study, Father Wang puffed on the cigar.
Staring at the cigars, Wang Ling slowly remembered that this box of Father Wang's cigars had been a gift from a fan a few months ago. When he had signed for the express delivery, Father Wang had still been typing in the study, and it had been Wang Ling who had come downstairs to sign for him, so he still had a vague impression of it.
But at that time, Wang Ling hadn't paid much attention to what on earth was inside the box.
After receiving the iron box, Father Wang had put it away on the bookshelf without touching it.
Judging from the packaging alone, these cigars didn't seem to be very expensive, but the material inside each cigar was extremely special!
Through his Heavenly Eye, Wang Ling could see that this single cigar contained more than three hundred precious treasures of heaven and earth. Among all these treasures of heaven and earth, Wang Ling could actually detect a hint of "auspicious dragon grass" from afar! This was a spirit medicine that had been cultivated in Huaxiu nation, and had the ability to revive the dead … it was currently a special medicine used in the world to treat cancer! Just a little bit of it was enough to purify all the cancer cells in the body!
It was very obvious that this fan had specially made these cigars! To actually use auspicious dragon grass to make cigars, who on earth was this person?
While Wang Ling was still puzzled, Father Wang had already smoked half of his cigar.
As Father Wang had expected, someone was now doing everything they could to block news on Weibo. Just now, the topic "Wang Situ in a Fury for a Beauty" had dropped several places, and was about to drop out of the top ten.
"Everyone, repost it again! Help Guru Wang Situ! It's dropped again! "
"This Weibo is really trash! It's a shady operation! It's really shameless! "
"I'll repost it! I'll repost it! I'll repost it again! I don't believe it can keep dropping. Almost five hundred thousand reposts … it's been stolen by a shampoo ad that popped up out of nowhere! Who on earth gave you the confidence?! Piaomu?! "
Netizens all felt that it was unfair for Father Wang, but there was nothing anyone could do when it was obvious that someone was manipulating things from behind the scenes …
Looking at these online comments, Father Wang felt his temper flare up.
Manipulating things from behind the scenes?
No way!
Wang Ling saw Father Wang turn the iron box that contained the cigars upside down and open the lid.
Wang Ling's eyebrows twitched … this cigar box actually had two openings, and there was a small layer on the back!
Right after that, Wang Ling saw Father Wang take out a black cell phone that he had never seen before from the back of the cigar box.
There was only one phone number in the contact list on the phone.
Without thinking, Father Wang directly dialed it …
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