Rampant Online Games

Chapter 1893

"You can get one hundred thousand dollars by killing this Huaxia's favor and disgrace once?"

"Isn't it true that as long as you keep killing him, you can get unlimited rewards of one hundred thousand dollars?"

"Who is this flattery? Why does he make this netizen so angry?"

The teenager was quickly attracted by this post. After browsing around, he found that many people left comments on the post.

Some people clamored that after the servers were merged, they must chase and kill this favored person without surprise, until he drops to zero level and quits the game.

Some people also say that No Surprise is China's number one God of War and one of the most powerful enemies in the Japanese server.

There are also people who say that it is the number one god in China who is not surprised by favor or humiliation...

In short, there are many rumors.

A strong interest appeared on the boy's face.

"Since ancient times, our empire has been closely related to China. The Chinese people take credit for it and feel that everything belongs to them. Little do we know that our empire has surpassed them in many traditional skills..."

As an islander with strong self-esteem, the boy naturally has a general affection for the Chinese.

"From this point of view, when the server is merged, I have to kill this favor first."

A strong fighting spirit flashed in the boy's eyes.

...

Hell's Kitchen in Manhattan, USA.

This is the most famous slum in the United States.

No matter day or night, it is full of racial conflicts and various criminal scandals.

At this time, in an ordinary one-story house, You En took off some inferior and mottled game helmets, spit chewing gum on the wall, and cursed: "Damn the storm, I have maintained the dungeon before finishing it, are you looking for death?"

Throwing the helmet on the bed angrily, the black boy stood up, and the black boy with dreadlocks next to him looked disappointed: "Isn't it Eun? It's my turn to play, and the server is under maintenance?"

"Heath, you can't blame me for this, it's the work of those bastards from Stormwind."

Eun waved his hand, this is a slum, and anything over three hundred dollars is considered a luxury.

Storm Company's heaven-exclusive helmet sells for as much as three hundred and fifty dollars.

For Yoon and Heath, this is a sky-high price.

However, the two grew up in an orphanage, and were cultivated into nondescript "geniuses" by the cruel society.

They rely on the money earned by stealing and robbing junior students, and devote themselves to the game of heaven, just to forget the cruelty of the real world.

After a period of development, the account jointly created by the two became the top ten bosses in the US server ranking list.

However, due to lack of money and no help from the team, their equipment is not very good.

Although they are somewhat famous now, they are not top players.

"Damn Storm, for wasting my time playing games, I hate these bastards!"

Heath scolded furiously.

Eun shrugged: "It's okay, Heath, after the maintenance these few days, we can log in to World Sea and explore places such as Chinese server, Japanese server, and European server!"

Heath barely quelled his anger: "Those so-called high-end players have taken over the best resources in the US server. Poor people like us can't beat them. It would be great if we could go to other servers to rob and occupy resources."

He looked at the messy low-rent housing: "Yuen, I really want to move out of here, we have to rely on the kingdom of heaven to make some money, otherwise I'm worried that one day I'll be shot to death by those niggers!"

"You're a nigger too."

Eun originally wanted to complain, but when he remembered what he saw on the forum just now, his eyes lit up and he said, "Heath, to tell you the truth, just now I saw an opportunity for the two of us to rise up!"

"Um?"

Heath was visibly curious.

"It's like this, the local tyrants who don't know where they are, they are offering a reward to a Chinese player named "Pride and Disgrace"."

After You En roughly explained it, Histon became excited: "You mean, you can get a reward of 100,000 US dollars for killing this Chinese bastard once?"

"That's right, not only that, as long as we are capable enough, we can kill this Chinese bastard infinitely and become millionaires and multi-millionaires!"

You En almost roared, and Heath was also very excited, but he questioned: "Who is the one who issued the reward? Does he really have so much money?"

"It's an anonymous account, but don't worry, the forum has reviewed his credit value. This person must be a credit user. Since he has money, he can definitely take it out. Let's just kill that bastard Chinese bastard." !"

Eun took out two bottles of Coca-Cola left over from last night's drink from the refrigerator, and after giving one to Heath, the latter raised the bottle: "Come on Eon, whether we can move out of this damn place in the future depends on this Chinese bastard Already!"

"Cheers to the Chinese offal after the merger of the global servers!"

In the sound of "Qiang", the chips intertwined, and the two teenagers in the slums saw the future from Chu Jing.

...

A skyscraper near New York Times Square, which is the headquarters of the famous Warcraft Club in the United States.

The World of Warcraft club is similar to the guild of the national service.

They use their abundant funds to recruit experts from all walks of life, and are active in various popular games of Meifu.

The strength of the club is enough to squeeze into the top five in the United States, very strong!

The twenty-eighth floor of the skyscraper belonged to the studios of the members of the Warcraft Club.

In the space of thousands of square meters, there are soft sofas, space electric

Competing chairs, various desktops, notebooks, and helmet-mounted computers.

In the middle of the studio, there is a suspended large-screen monitor.

A video that shocked Meifu just now was playing on the monitor.

——Jack Jones, the former president of Storm Company, announced his resignation, and the second shareholder, Johnny Johnson, announced his appointment and gave a speech on Storm's official TV station.

"Everyone, I am very happy to represent Stormwind and serve as a server for the majority of players in the United States."

"About our company's future policies..."

Johnny gave a long speech with a very exaggerated smile.

Warwick the Werewolf, the president of the Warcraft Club, stood up. He is not a werewolf, but a white man with a beard and a wolf's head tattooed on his arm, who is over 1.95 meters tall.

He got his name because his race is "Werewolf" in the Kingdom of Heaven game.

Warwick's tall body is very straight: "About the matter of Jack Jones' abdication, don't you all have the inside story?"

The club has thousands of offline members.

But so many people gathered together, but no one said anything.

Warwick frowned slightly: "According to what I know about Jack Jones, he is very arrogant and obsessed with power. After the merger of the global servers, the world's major game companies will secretly compete for the game Kingdom of Heaven."

"For major companies, after the establishment of the global server, we have to fight openly and secretly, and kill each other. For Storm, this grand battle has just begun. Jack Jones is supposed to expand its territory, so how can it be possible to retreat behind the scenes? Among them, for sure It's tricky, don't you have so many people, don't you have any news?"

The more Warwick talked, the more impatient he became. There are so many people in the club and many high-level games. Are they all trash?

"Mr. Warwick, to tell you the truth, when Leonard and I were drinking yesterday, he said that he and Jack Jones seem to have some intersection..."