Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Report the order! CaiGou, are you mute?!"

"Point B, point B! Come quickly, we're just one shot away!"

"Your father is here too...day! Son of a bitch, didn't you say he was just one shot away? I killed him with 97 points of blood!!"

In the choking smoke, hundreds of computers were lined up.

On the broken sofa in front of the computer, people were holding cigarettes in their left hands and holding the mouse in their right hands, with red eyes. From time to time, some people cheered or cursed.

Whenever they are so angry that they drop their mouse or keyboard, they will get a "friendly" look from the checkout counter.

There are also people who wear earphones, with hoarse rock music playing in the low-quality earphones, but they can still clasp their feet and express their feelings to their online dating partners who do not know the gender of each other.

——This is an underground Internet cafe that allows minors to enter.

People of different ages and situations gather here with all their noisy joys and sorrows.

In the last row of seats in the Internet cafe, a group of people gathered around and shouted.

Gudong... Gudong...

Lu Mingfei looked at the "GG" played by the opponent, put down the mouse in his hand and took a sip of Coke.

On the screen, his twelve human cruisers focused their Yamato cannons and fired, turning the opponent's nest into a pool of blood.

The brothers behind him seemed even more excited than him, saying "master" and "awesome", but the simplest words were their highest praise.

"Master! This micro-management is really a master!"

A man holding a cigarette put down his mouse and walked over, looking at Lu Mingfei with admiration in his eyes.

He subconsciously reached into his arms to take out a cigarette.

But after seeing Lu Mingfei's childish face, he suddenly stopped, picked up the Nutrition Express on the side and forced it into Lu Mingfei's arms.

"Master, cut another plate and ask for advice?"

"There's still me and there's me. It makes my hands itch."

"Brother, why don't you come over to the teaching bureau? We'll cover your internet fees!"

Almost all the people playing StarCraft in this Internet cafe gathered behind Lu Mingfei.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei is the most dazzling person in this Internet cafe.

"No, no, I can't help but ask for advice."

Being the focus of everyone's attention, Lu Mingfei scratched his head in embarrassment, but he was still a little happy in his heart.

This was the tenth person to challenge Lu Mingfei today. The first nine people were also beaten to the point of submission by him.

No one expected that this boy with droopy eyebrows and a wretched face would just kill them until they were defeated.

The most intolerable thing is that sometimes in order to drink Coke, he will switch to his left hand to hold the mouse, and drink Coke with his neck tilted up without delaying his abuse.

For interstellar masters, this is simply an insult!

For example, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were discussing swords at the top of the Forbidden City. Ximen Chuixue came without a sword but carried a rake, and Ye Gucheng was still beaten to pieces.

In this situation, those with a good psychological quality will clasp their fists and say they are convinced, while those with a weak psychological quality will want to kill themselves on the spot.

"Come on, brothers, let me have another round with the masters!"

Just when Lu Mingfei was about to restart the game and start playing the teaching match.

Jingle bell~

The rusty bell on the edge of the door rang, and the rainwater slid down the glass, leaving a few wet traces.

"...Typhoon Dandelion is moving rapidly and has hit my country's coastal areas. The Central Meteorological Observatory upgraded to a typhoon red warning at 10 o'clock this morning. Heavy rainfall will continue..."

The radio at the front desk was broadcasting the weather, and the cashier girl lying there was disturbed from her sleep. Her face was filled with the resentment of beating a worker, and she looked up at the door impatiently.

But when he saw that person, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Turn on the machine."

The man turned his back to the cashier girl and glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was in the last row of the Internet cafe: "Let's open machine 56."

As he spoke, the man turned around, opened his wallet, revealing a thick stack of brand-new banknotes that smelled of ink, took out a red note from it and put it on the cashier.

At the same time, the cashier girl also saw the face wearing black-rimmed glasses.

It was Jiang Shouyun who went to the bank after leaving the arena.

However, compared to how sharp and powerful he was in the arena, he now wears glasses and his messy black hair slightly covers his eyes, looking much gentler and more normal.

"Um?"

Looking at the silly-looking cashier girl, Jiang Shouyun realized it, frowned and said, "Are you new here?"

"Huh? Ah, yes, sorry!"

The cashier girl came to her senses and took the money with some restraint: "I just came to work the day before yesterday, and the boss is my uncle."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes slightly and secretly glanced at the man in front of him, with an inexplicable blush on his face.

Some people should be in such dirty Internet cafes filled with smoke and dim lights. Only here can they get the attention and respect of others.

But some people, it seems like they should be in the school library having an innocent love affair with their girlfriends.

Even if you are surfing the Internet, you should sit in your own study room filled with books, make a cup of warm coffee, and chat with your friends about interesting things in study and life.

In the eyes of the cashier girl, Jiang Shouyun is someone who shouldn't appear in an underground Internet cafe.

Even though he deliberately concealed his appearance, especially his eyes, his gentle and plain temperament was still incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the Internet cafe.

Even the small basket with "Supermarket Promotion" printed on it is very pleasing to the eye, making him look more like a good family man.

But Jiang Shouyun didn't pay attention to her strange gaze.

Quietly, he squeezed into seat 56, which was the empty seat next to Lu Mingfei.

Before the old friends gathered in a circle could curse, Jiang Shouyun patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder: "How long have you been waiting?"

Lu Mingfei was frightened and trembled. When he turned around and saw Jiang Shouyun, he drooped his eyebrows and said something bad: "Hey, Mr. Jiang, are you done with everything?"

As he said that, he looked at the group of interstellar brothers behind him and said angrily that we would be here today.

When everyone saw the "master"'s friend coming, they all went back knowingly.

Jiang Shouyun turned on the computer and said casually: "Aren't you in a hurry to see our little benefactor?"

Lu Mingfei, a sophomore at Shilan High School, is considered his younger brother. The first time they met was at an Internet cafe.

The high-spirited "Road Master" met Jiang Shouyun, who was playing StarCraft at the time.

He casually asked for a fight, but was beaten to death.

After that, he shamelessly approached him for another round.

After going back and forth, Lu Mingfei didn't know how much Nutrition Express and Internet fees he had lost to Jiang Shouyun.

He can be regarded as one of Jiang Shouyun's few "friends" here.

"What kind of sponsor? The grievances are pretty much the same. Also, can you not add the word 'little'?"

Lu Mingfei looked horrified and complained: "Little gold master, little baby, little cherry blossom...these names are a bit gay, don't you think?"

"Besides, I can't bear to be called your sponsor."

Hearing these last resentful words, Jiang Shouyun raised his eyebrows and looked Lu Mingfei up and down.

Jiang Shouyun didn't look back at the computer screen until he stared at Lu Mingfei until goosebumps appeared on his skin.

"What other gossip did you discover?"

Although it is doubtful, it is very certain.

"...I don't quite understand what you mean." Lu Mingfei's eyes slowly drifted to the side.

But after holding on for a few seconds, he scratched the back of his head and sighed: "Okay, okay, I just want to ask, haven't you become a little goddess yet?"