Gamers Are Fierce

"Shit, nonsense."

The witch snorted coldly and hugged her hands in front of her, not paying attention.

She is now in 53rd place. During training in the team, she often hits Lost Control and Taihao, and occasionally can get ten minutes and eight points from Ambori and Crazy Burning.

Although the top ten in the ranking is another world, it is a bit nonsense to say that after fifty, you can't even touch the sixth place Su Nisheng.

Abel himself is the eighth, so big as Su Nisheng, the sixth?

Doesn't it mean that Su Nisheng is better than losing control? There is a bug in the game system?

"It's not nonsense."

Next to Abel, a young man in a suit, short black hair, blue eyes, and a tiny diamond-shaped blue crystal inlaid between his brows smiled bitterly and said: "You haven't experienced the feeling of encountering her.

The terrible experience of being completely suppressed and having no chance of returning the phone, I only experienced it when facing Michael.

I even have some doubts whether she is our current player..."

The young man who spoke was Cain ranked thirteenth, also from the Prometheus laboratory, and looked somewhat similar to Abel.

Could it be brotherhood?

"..."

Hearing what Cain said, Taihao subconsciously squinted his eyes. After thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled gently: "This is actually a good thing, isn't it?

The more powerful, the more likely we are to grab food from Michael's mouth. "

"I'm afraid Michael won't let all of you comfortably advance."

A dark-skinned man with a short stature of less than one meter six, wearing a pale squinting mask and a torn scarf, whispered in a neutral voice: "Wait...

Michael really believes in the publicity of the Global Occult Coalition, and he won't be merciful. "

This [Reproductive Equipment Isomorphism] from the European Heavy Industries Group, whose voice has been reduced, obviously does not recognize the syndicate's optimism.

The two sides were not speculative, and fell silent for a while.

"Ah, it's late."

As if thinking of something, David raised his head and smiled: "We have something to do, so we will leave first. See you at the stadium."

"Ok."

Taihao nodded, watching the back of David and others leaving thoughtfully, and after a brief exchange with out of control, he took the junior and junior sisters to leave the street and walked towards the mall.

Before leaving, the witch stopped and took a look at Li Ang. He clearly recognized the figure in the white coat that took the leftover watermelon peel from the face mask of the dragon head. It was Li Ang—but they didn’t come over to talk to each other. degree.

"Hey, what are you looking at, let's go."

Burning fire violently called the witch, the latter turned around and screamed "coming", holding on to the completely inexistent head, hurried to catch up.

"What did you look at?"

Kuangganhuo has a good relationship with the witch (mainly because the two people are similar in height, so I don't have to look up when talking with her), and asked casually: "Meet an acquaintance?"

"I can only say knowing."

The figure in the white coat of the dragon head flashed through the witch's mind, and slowly said: "Li Risheng, do you know?"

Burning fire blinked, "Who?"

The witch said helplessly: "The owner of the Wushou Furnace shop."

"Oh, that person."

With the impression of Burning Fire, he tilted his head and said, "That shop is quite profitable, and the owner himself has advanced to the third round.

I watch the information released by the Watchmen Association. He may be in the top 70?

what happened? "

"I think the temperament in him is getting more and more strange..."

The witch frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty: "I wonder if he bought the [Cthulhu Handmade Clay] I wanted before..."

"Oh, it's the prop that conveys the power of faith, isn't it?"

Burning fire nodded wildly and waved his hand indifferently, "Didn't the teacher say it? At this stage of the killing game, there is no way to light a sacred fire by yourself, even if it is divine and accumulated full of divine power, it cannot become a demigod. .

Players who are not demigods can hardly participate in the first fifty battles, right?

It doesn't matter if there is one more piece or one piece of clay. "

"Ok..."

The witch nodded, but still couldn't erase the figure in the white coat of the dragon's head.

I always feel that something is wrong...

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"Is it gone?"

Li Ang spit out the watermelon seeds, then took the leftover watermelon into the sodium ring, took out a paper towel and wiped his palms, and said with some regret: "I thought they could fight."

"You can't fight."

Wan Li sealed the knife and flicked the smoke, and said relaxedly: "This is the game square, with the largest urban management. And they have no reason to fight. There really is a dispute. I'm afraid other forces will die in advance."

After all, Wanli Fengdao lowered his head, looked at the mammoth hood, and said with a smile: "Is it true? This is the world of the top ten. The Special Affairs Bureau has the top three cold water stones, the top six but Su Ni was blown to the sky Sheng.

What do you always want to do to add a Sword King Court with only the 24th highest place?

Why don't I teach you? "

"This is loyal to Kendo!"

The mammoth stalked his neck and said: "Swordsmanship has unlimited potential. When you practice it to the depths, flying flowers and fallen leaves can be used as swords.

Moving mountains, downfalling the sea, descending demons, suppressing demons, imperial gods, picking stars, breaking the river, destroying the city, opening the sky, a sword comes to life.

And, don’t you even miss the top 100? Can you start a sect to teach people? "

"It's not enough to teach others, it's more than enough to teach you."

Wanli Fengdao flipped through the white smoke, patted the mammoth's head, turned his head and said to Li Ang, "Brother Li, if there is nothing wrong, we will leave first, take him to the King of Swords Court for a test and report. "

"it is good."

Li Ang nodded, UU reading www. uukanshu.com waited until the Wanli Sealing Knife and the Mammoth Head disappeared on the corner of the street, then took out the mobile phone, while scanning the webpage, walked towards the game square.

The players who originally stood here eating melons and watching the show have almost dispersed at this time.

There are also a large number of new posts on the forum, all discussing the meeting between the syndicate and the members of the European Heavy Industry Group and the content of their conversation.

"The FBI and Prometheus openly ally? Is this reasonable? Is there a king? 》

"Abel, who is ranked eighth, said that Su Nisheng, who is ranked sixth, can't beat him? Is the strength span of the top ten players really that big? 》

"That year, eighteen, the square and the streets, standing like myself. At that time, I swear with tears, everyone, you must see me"

"Uuuu-sama Cain is really in love, he is handsome, he speaks softly and nicely, and no one can **** him from me! 》

There are endless posts of this kind, and people from the Watchmen’s Association ran back and forth to reply to posts. I am very sorry that I did not even be able to photograph this historic scene.