The Max Level Boss is Too Cruel

Chapter 165: Second-rate goods

 Once you enter a world-class competition, if you win, you can get a reward of 1 million yuan. This is a huge temptation for Feng Ling, because she is poor, very poor, very poor!

 After logging into the game, the news about Feng Ling has already exploded.

Some people poked at her from morning to night, as if they were afraid that her account would be blocked by the system at some point.

Feng Ling typed a few words while feeling ashamed.

Jiuyue: I'm back.

 The next second, the faces of several people’s profile pictures lit up.

Feng Ling: "..." She had reasonable doubts that they didn't play the game at all!

Dead Man’s Box: Woohoo, boss, I miss you so much! !

 Shenren’s father: Boss, do you know what kind of life we ​​lived when you were away? Poor, pitiful, pitiful!

Smart Erxiu: Boss, I miss you so much. I think about you every day and every second. If you didn’t come, we would have no motivation to live. Fortunately, you still remember us! !

                             Ma Ma! ! Have you finally remembered your baby? ! ! !

 Feng Ling: “…”

**** off! !

 She is only eighteen, so she is not attacked by this group of idiots! !

Jiuyue: Let me give you points.

 Hunter: Mom, are you ready to butcher that piece of meat again?

 It's quite innocent to say.

But Feng Ling just wanted to beat him, probably because he was a second-rate guy.

So, in the next second, the bad guy was killed by Feng Ling's skill.

　　The kind without hesitation and without the ability to resist.

Jiuyue: Have you not played games recently?

The **** boss struggled to get up and said: No, Mom, we have been very diligent recently.

Jiuyue: Is this the result of your hard work? ? ?

 Three greetings are quite spiritual.

Several people looked at each other, feeling that they were despised.

 Feng Ling, yes, don’t doubt it, she just despises it.

If you can't even catch one of her moves, how can you compete in the national competition? !

 She was thinking about whether she should take these idiots to play games.

 If she didn't bring them, she would have to find new ones, which would be quite troublesome. In the end, after weighing the pros and cons, Feng Ling decided to take them with her first, and then change them if they didn't work.

After Feng Ling told them his plan, several people were very excited. It seemed that 1 million was within their reach, and they did not realize that their boss disliked them.

Feng Ling listened to the excited voices of a few idiots in the voice, and was embarrassed to attack them. With their current level, let alone going abroad, they may not be able to win domestic competitions.

However, if you go abroad to win, two domestic teams will join forces to represent China.

 These few…

Feng Ling took one look and shook his head, forget it, it’s okay if you don’t want it.

Jiuyue: From now on, you have to conduct devil training.

As he said that, Feng Ling opened his own voice, "Father of God, you still play the warrior, Erxiu, you play the assassin, the box, you the mage, the second-rate, you the meat, the first competition is about to begin. , I will take you to fight when the time comes. During this period, you must master all the skills you can master, do you understand? "

The bastard: "I understand! But Mom, your voice sounds great!"

Snapped!

 The next second, Feng Ling turned off his own voice system and typed one word, get out.

The gods looked at each other and said in their hearts, what a fool! No one else is so stupid!

No wonder the boss lets him play with meat, maybe because he thinks his IQ is not good enough for other things.

 (End of this chapter)