Rebirth: National Crown Prince

"Captain! These are some of the candidates we have selected. Take a look."

Chu Jun took the candidate information, looked at it, and then said calmly: "These people have good qualifications, and their skills are just above average. However, if you want to join our Xingyao, you have to accept the many tests of our Xingyao."

Ye Qing curled his lips: "Captain, I'm afraid they won't be able to pass the hand speed test."

When it comes to hand speed, Chu Jun thought of that long live man. His hand speed never seemed to be at full strength. He didn't know what hand speed would be like when he was at full strength.

Chu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little expectant in his heart.

"You go to training first. I'll call you if anything happens."

"good."

Seeing that the person had left, Chu Jun took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat with his finger.

Chu Jun: Are you there?

Ding dong——

The young man's eyes were raised slightly, his thin lips pursed, and he looked at the information above, his cold and delicate face looking thoughtful.

His fingers tapped on it.

Long Live Lord: Yes.

Chu Jun: Xingyao will start campaigning the day after tomorrow. This is my phone number 189xxxxxxxx. I will pick you up then.

Starshine? Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. As a hacker, he knew about the Xingyao team. This Chu Jun seemed to be very famous in the e-sports circle. I heard that he was the captain of the Xingyao team.

"What's wrong?" came a slightly low and magnetic voice.

I saw the young man walking out with a satiated look, not at all lazy or indifferent like before.

Mo Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and then slowly said: "Someone sent you a message on WeChat, and I helped you reply."

information? Wan Zexi raised his eyebrows, thinking it was from Mr. Chu.

Sure enough, when he saw the mobile phone number sent in the message and the candidate for joining the team, his lips raised.

My fingers immediately typed and sent it,

Long Live Lord: I’ll let you know when the time comes.

Originally, Chu Jun was a little surprised as to why the other party had not received any news for a long time, but until the other party sent the news, Chu Jun was inexplicably relieved.

"When did you fall in love with e-sports?" Mo Yuzhuang asked casually.

"It's just out of interest. Now I feel like I quite like it," the young man's eyes were bright, "Xiao Yuyu, we should be wanton while we are young so that our youth will not be wasted."

Looking at the young man's wanton and bright face, Mo Yu couldn't help but twitch his lips. He really liked seeing the young man looking so energetic.

——

"Sure enough." Looking at the results of the appraisal above, Wan Zexi's dark pupils became increasingly dark and bottomless.

"Prince, this alone seems not enough." Xiao Hei thought for a while and said.

Wan Zexi glanced at him, "Of course it's not enough. The people in the Wan Group have already been under Wanda Mao. Moreover," the young man walked to the window in a dignified and elegant manner, "If he waits for him to climb The higher it goes, wouldn't it be more interesting for me to tear him off hard?"

Insidious enough.

The little black-faced man's face was paralyzed and he was slandering in his heart, but he said: "Well, I also find it very interesting."

Wan Zexi glanced at Xiao Hei, ignored his duplicity, and continued: "Wanda Mao is very cautious, but at this time, he must feel proud because he has a chance to win!"

Imagining the other party's smug and crazy face, his eyes turned cold.

"Xiao Hei, believe it or not, he will take action soon."

"I believe whatever the prince says."

Wan Zexi glanced at Xiao Hei again. What he said didn't sound right.

"Xiao Hei, I still miss your cold and respectful look when you first started following me."

"Prince, I am also very cold now."

"No," Wan Zexi shook his head, "You are becoming more and more fond of complaining about me in your heart."

"..."

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"Wan Zexi!"

A familiar and arrogant voice sounded.

I saw Wan He walking over with a serious look on his face.

"What? What are you doing?"

"Wan Zexi, I haven't settled the accounts with you yet for what happened last time!"

"Last time?"

"Oh~" Wan Zexi suddenly looked like he had a sudden realization, "You mean that maid costume." Before he finished speaking,

"Wan Zexi——"

"Don't be so loud, I can hear you."

Wan He's eyes were fierce and resentful, "I would tolerate you before, but this time is different. You think you are still the crown prince of the Wan family. Let me tell you that a good-for-nothing idiot has simply insulted the position of the heir of the Wan family."

The young man's face became increasingly pale, until he was expressionless.

"And that old immortal, wouldn't it be better if he died as soon as possible? There's no way he's still alive -"

"boom--"

The young man raised his leg and kicked the opponent cleanly into the wall.

The dark eyes became increasingly bloodthirsty and cold, and a murderous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wan He, tell me again, my grandfather can scold me just by you."

The slender legs stepped hard again, "Ahhh! Wan Zexi, you beast."

The further down the leg goes, the more you can hear the "clicking" sound of the bones cracking.

"Wan Zexi, let me go, ah ah!"

Looking coldly at the other person's face turning pale and dripping with cold sweat, a sinister and evil smile appeared on his delicate and beautiful face.

"Tell me," a demonic voice sounded in Wan He's ears, "if I cripple your legs, would you still be the heir to the Wan family?"

"Wan...Wan...Wan Zexi...what are you going to do?" Wan He endured the pain, gritted his teeth and stared at the handsome young man in front of him who looked like a demon.

"Crack——" The sound of bones breaking completely.

"Ahhhh, Wan Zexi, you bitch! You bastard!"

Wan Zexi looked down at the whining Wan He, "Today I just ruined your leg. Next time I hear you scold my grandpa, I can't guarantee that your other leg will be safe and sound."

"My legs...my legs...you bastard bitch, you have to die..." Wan He's eyes were cold and hateful, and he kept cursing at the corners of his mouth.

The young man raised his lips wickedly, "If you offend me, I'll take away one of your legs. You should be lucky that you still have life."

"He'er! He'er! My He'er!"

"Mom...my legs, my legs, were crippled by that bitch. You must avenge me and don't let that beast escape..." Seeing Wanhe's face in unbearable pain, Zhang Banggu felt bad. .

This was her only son. When she heard that her son's legs had been crippled, Zhang Banggu felt like a thunderbolt!

Seeing that Zhang Mangu's eyes were no longer pretending to be malicious, Wan Zexi just curled the corners of his lips slightly.

"What's going on?" Wanda Mao's voice came.

As soon as Wanda Mao entered, he saw his son looking pale and fainting from pain being held in Zhang Banggu's arms.

When Zhang Banggu saw Wanda Mao coming back, he immediately shouted: "Wan Zexi has broken the legs of our only son." He looked at the indifferent young man with resentful eyes, "You are so young." How can you be so cruel, he is your cousin after all, and you actually broke his legs, your heart is too vicious."

"Wan Zexi!" Wanda Mao's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"You crippled my son's leg, and you have to pay the price. I hope you don't blame me as an uncle for being ruthless."

"Come here, arrest him." Wanda Mao's eyes flashed with a hint of evil.

Now that his plan was almost completed, he no longer needed to endure the beast in front of him, but what he didn't expect was that the other party actually disabled his son's legs, and he wanted to pay for it with Wan Zexi's life.

Wan Zexi looked at the man in black who rushed up, his delicate face like a devil had an evil look on it.

He easily kicked the man in black far away with a single lift of his leg. He moved quickly and casually as he was surrounded by several men in black.

"Bang bang——" Several men in black staggered and were kicked to the ground by the young man.

"waste!"

Looking at the man in black who was knocked to the ground by the boy in a matter of seconds, Wanda Mao couldn't help but curse.

Looking at Xin Chang's back as the young man left, Zhang Banggu suddenly cried and shouted: "Husband, you must avenge He'er. He'er can't have his legs crippled for no reason. Wan Zexi must pay with his blood." Price." His eyes were full of resentment and hatred.

"Prince!" Aunt Xue's surprised voice sounded.

Wan Zexi stopped and said with a hint of apology: "Aunt Xue, the Wan family has been a little uneasy recently. I just broke Wanda Mao's son's leg. He will definitely not let it go, so I can't stay here anymore." Stayed."

"How... could this happen..." Aunt Xue looked panicked.

Wan Zexi's eyes darkened and he said seriously: "Aunt Xue, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Aunt Xue sighed, "I hope the prince is fine."

Hearing this, Wan Zexi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"Aunt Xue, do you want to go out with me?"

"I also want to go out with the prince, but I don't want Miss Soul to be here, so please forgive me."

All spirits?

Wan Zexi thought of that innocent and spiritual girl.

"That's fine." After saying that, the young man turned and left.

Standing on the spot, Aunt Xue looked at the slender jade-like figure, her eyes suddenly murmured in a trance: "It looks like...it really looks like it!"

That slim and tall figure back then was also so determined...