I Am The Strongest Player In History!

Although he said very cool lines.

Although the bullet did hit.

but……

The alienated deacon was still unscathed, or so it seemed.

Being prepared, she just stretched out her hand that looked like an ordinary woman's and caught the bullet.

Despair grew in the hearts of Burns, Daimei and others, their bodies trembled, and death was closer than ever.

There is no doubt that this is a gap in strength that cannot be bridged no matter what, not even with Dian Wen's resourcefulness.

"Um……"

Dianwen made a nasal sound.

"Now you should know the difference between us, right?"

The alienated deacon flicked his tail, forced the Predator back, then looked at Dian Wen and spoke.

It seems that she is more willing to talk to Dianwen, a primate, than to the Predator, a creature of her own kind.

"yes."

Dianwen silently put away [Killer's Scream] and then called up the menu interface.

"Stupid girl, where is the complaint option? What kind of trouble are we going to have when there is a BOSS of level 30 or 40 in a two-queue game between us, two dozen-level players? I want to complain to the Wanyou system!"

"How is that possible!!! Are you nervous at all?!!!"

Perhaps because of fear, the silly girl yelled in a voice she had never heard before, hoping to vent the trembling panic in her heart.

"Alas, Brother Wen is really in trouble this time. He has obviously opened the hidden main line."

"Brother, please run away quickly. The system will not set impossible tasks. There is hope for you if you are alive!"

"Ahh! Even if I know that I am not really dead, I don't want to see Brother Wen being killed!"

"Haha, I've said it a long time ago. This Dian Mowen is just a sensationalist. I'm sorry you still think he's so awesome."

"The bitch upstairs, how dare you reveal your address!?"

"Damn it, I can't stop the keyboard dog!"

[Drinking alone by the lake permanently removes the right of citizen ID: 485794 to speak in this live broadcast room]

The live broadcast room went silent, and then a few seconds later, a barrage like a blowout appeared.

"Fuck, fuck! Permissions!!"

"Isn't it true that only level 80 anchors can use the authority?? Could it be that the rich woman is...!"

"No, there is another possibility..."

Drinking alone by the lake: "I have endured it for a long time. From today on, whoever dares to ask questions in this live broadcast room, don't blame me for being rude!"

The domineering speech of this wealthy woman aroused a wave of enthusiasm from Dianwen fans, and also caused many people to speculate about her identity.

In the imperial capital of City B, in a luxurious villa.

A beautiful and petite woman with an angry look on her face was tapping the table with her jade-white hands clenched into fists.

The table, made of the strongest metal in the world, was slightly dented by the knocks of her white jade hands, and the outline of a fist appeared.

Definitely, this kind of performance can only show that she is very strong, but when it comes to level 80 anchors, she is still far behind.

So, apart from level 80 anchors, what other possibilities are there to have permission in the system's live broadcast room?

The maid standing nearby persuaded with a cold face: "Your Highness, please calm down, this is already the fifty-second table you have broken."

That’s right, royalty!

Moreover, the system only gives three such permissions to each country. As for who is assigned to them, it is up to the royal family to decide.

The princess in front of her, who was drinking alone by the lake, was one of them.

As she said, she has endured it for a long time, as a viewer who has been watching the live broadcast for five years.

The only thing she left behind was the title of "female rich woman", and she never showed her authority, just to prevent others from knowing her royal status.

But today, for Dianwen... she made an exception for the first time in five years!

"Uh huh! What should I do, Xiaoyue? Brother Mo Wen is going to die!"

Her Royal Highness the Princess turned to look at her maid with tears in her eyes.

"Your Highness, this is not something we can change."

The maid still tried to persuade her, but there was a strange expression on her cold face.

‘Your Highness, looking at the body proportions and skin firmness that Dian Mo asked, he is probably one or two years younger than you. Is it really okay for you to call me brother? ’

Looking at her princess with a loli body shape and a royal sister figure, the maid sighed helplessly in her heart.

The words were divided into two parts, and after getting the affirmative answer from the stupid girl that "there is no option to complain", Dianwen smiled.

"Oh, is that so..." He grinned evilly and whispered softly: "Refuse all doubts, or be confident that there is no bug, so there is no need to accept doubts."

As I once said, when he smiles like this, it means he has grasped the key point.

"I see……"

While muttering to himself, Dianwen walked towards the direction of the alienated deacon calmly and unprepared.

At the same time, two actions were performed in his hands.

1. Close the live broadcast.

Second, take out the [Electromagnetic Pulse Grenade] and smash it on the ground.

"Damn it! What's going on? Brother asked, is the internet disconnected?"

"You are stupid, this is the system, how can it be disconnected?"

LGD-Wei: "Brother Wen turned off the live broadcast."

As the anchor, Gao Dewei said this, it must be uncontroversial, so the live broadcast room was plunged into various speculations, worries, and confusions.

A full ten minutes passed like this, and there was no sign of the live broadcast being started again, and the live broadcast on Daimei's side was not started from the beginning to the end, so no one knew what was going on on Dianwen's side.

At this time, some hidden trolls naturally jumped out, but with lessons learned from the past, they did not dare to be too presumptuous and could only pretend to be fans and set the pace.

"It seems that Brother Wen knew he was going to die and didn't want us to see him."

"Hahaha, that's right. This will affect Brother Wen's divine status."

"Damn it, don't think you'll be fine just by pretending to be a fan."

"The fact is that 'Ask Brother' has indeed not broadcast live again."

LGD-Wei: "It seems you are not afraid of being banned."

"Haha, what am I afraid of? What I said is true, and I didn't complain. The authority of 'that person' cannot be used casually. There is a system above them."

Faced with such a blatant provocation, even though Dianwen fans gritted their teeth, they were indeed powerless to refute.

But Gao Dewei frowned. There was no other person who knew this well except the anchor, but he had no impression of the "Taotaotaotao" ID.

At this time, Taotaotaotao villain spoke again as if he was successful.

Taotaotao: "Hahaha, let's disperse, there's no need to wait."

However, reality was like a joking palm that slapped him hard late.

The dark live broadcast camera lit up.

**********

Yesterday, I was too involved in playing Killing Angel, so I missed one update. This is force majeure, and everyone must understand it, right?

Ahem, ahem, in short, I passed the level. The game is not bad, but the feeling of a horror game is very weak, and it feels like a mouthful of dog food.

Therefore, if I want to write it, I will probably make relatively big changes. I already have an idea and I plan to write it in the fourth or fifth game.

However, whether to write down the specifics, I will hold a poll in a few days to take a look.