Rebirth Game Tycoon

Lu Menglin didn't expect this young man to be so infatuated, but it sounds okay, but it's absolutely impossible to do it.

Because he has signed an advertising contract with China Unicom, "Game Time" will follow up the report throughout the whole process. If the three companies merged at this time, I am afraid it will be a side effect and it will be difficult to control by then.

Fortunately, Jiang Jinghong's mind was not confused, his big eyes blinked twice, and he smiled and said, "Zhu Kun, thank you for your kindness. But it is not necessary."

"Why?" Zhu Kun was stunned, because he could not think that he had already made such a big concession, why Jiang Jinghong refused to agree.

"Because your strength is not good! We are going to win the championship and we don't have time to play with you."

Jiang Jinghong's few words with a smile made the audience in an uproar.

Zhu Kun was also annoyed, and he was so wronged in his heart, he was ashamed and skinny to this extent, this Nizi would have to say such hurtful things, too much, too much!

Except for Team Menglin, everyone else on the scene turned their eyes to Zhu Kun, waiting for his response.

Zhu Kun's smile gradually solidified, and his eyes became gloomy.

"A woman is like a horse. You need to bring a whip when you go to see her!" When Zhu Kun's mind somehow came up as if it were Nietzsche's words, he made a direct decision.

"I am a very elegant person, never swearing, let alone swearing. So... Qiangui, you go!" Zhu Kun said blankly.

Before he finished his words, the muscular man who had been standing behind Zhu Kun suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed, "What shit Menglin team?"

"Miss Jiang, from which ravine did you find these mountain cannons? Do they play games? Ask them to participate in the EOV competition on our behalf. Isn't that a clear way to beat the young and old men in the face of our capital?"

"Since you don't want to join the team, don't blame our buddies for being unjust. With your strength, dare you come to a few rounds? Those who win go abroad, those who lose, shut up! The masters we invited have won. The champions of the East China Competition, don’t want to kill you!"

This Qiangui speaks faster and faster, his mouth full of spitting stars flying around, dare to believe that besides practicing bodybuilding, he is probably from a cross talk family, right?This mouth is sharp and sharp, which is too bad.

And that young master Zhu Kun, pretending to be calm, looked at Jiang Jinghong, letting go and let his attendants perform to their heart's content.

Qiangui’s mouthful of mountain cannons, deflated and cursed, made Jiang Jinghong distraught, but he couldn’t tell them back. To fight with this kind of follower, whether you can fight or not, just stand up here. The scene loses half of the time, which is too low.

Lu Menglin and the child were also amazed, but they didn't expect that the rich master in the capital still had this kind of advanced gameplay.

People don't scold others, find a follower to scold you, they don't hit you, they use money to throw you down.

Seeing Jiang Jinghong's expression getting more and more ugly, the young master Zhu Kun raised his hand, and Qian Gui's behavior was immediately stopped.

"Forget it, that's enough! Let's save my little sister Hong. What do you think of Deep Blue Game City?" Zhu Kun asked the other side without expression.

The bald boss in Deep Blue Game City knows, and quickly stood up and said with a fist: "Since your Menglin team refuses to join the team, let's speak on their own merits! Our Deep Blue Game wants to learn from you, the winner Have the final say."

The words of this big bald head are also pertinent, although he knows that he has been sold by Zhu Kun, he is biased there, but these words really can't fault it.

At this time, someone on the Deep Blue Game side stood up and took the initiative to walk towards Lu Menglin and the others.

This person is tall and thin, with sunken eyes, a pair of black-framed glasses, an iron chain slung around his waist, and an arrow-shaped tattoo on the tiger's mouth on his left hand, which looks quite social.

The thin and tall man first walked in front of Lu Menglin, looked at him with a smile, and then moved a half step behind Sun Xiaopang.

Snapped!This thin and tall pair of withered palms rested on Sun Xiaopang's shoulders, looking very familiar.

"Hey, little fat guy. Let's meet again! It seems that you didn't lose enough last time? Would you like to send some more money to my brother?" The thin and tall smiled.

Sun Xiaopang was put on his shoulders by the opponent, his eyes were blank, and he stared straight ahead blankly, but his body kept trembling slightly, just like a swing.

Because he recognized this person, this person who once brought him extremely painful memories, existed like a nightmare.

That was half a year ago, when Sun Xiaopang was most enthusiastic about the King of Fighters game. His skills were good, and he played well in several game halls near the school, and no one could stop him.

So this also made him slightly swell, and felt that his King of Fighters was indeed already very powerful.

Because Sun Xiaopang has no strengths other than playing games, his academic performance is not good, and people grow fat. He usually looks carefree, but in fact he is still sensitive and low self-esteem. He will only feel it when he is playing games. Confident and consider yourself to be strong.

At this moment, he met the man behind him.

At the beginning, that person was also in the game hall. In this way, he patted his shoulder from behind and told him if he wanted to play a game.

In the first two coins, Sun Xiaopang was very comfortable to win, and the opponent had the strength, but it seemed that his concentration was insufficient. He made a mistake at a critical moment, allowing him to easily win.

Then the other party said again, play another round, do you want to bet a bit bigger, five hundred yuan.

Who is Sun Xiaopang?He is more or less a child of a cadre. Of course, he dismissed this provocation, and naturally retorted: "It's better to bet a thousand yuan! Five hundred yuan is also a bit bigger?"

The opponent agreed. This round was very difficult. Sun Xiaopang tried his best and finally cut off the opponent's two characters. Seeing that victory was in sight, he was turned back by the opponent's desperate situation. Kill, let him lose so badly.

After this round, the opponent's attitude was very gentle, and instead of asking him for money, he smiled and said, "Would you like to gamble again? You just won a good risk. This time I will give you a chance to comeback."

Sun Xiaopang was not convinced, and he was only a little bit close to winning. It was just a matter of luck that he lost. Based on his experience, it is easy to think that.

So they played another round, and then in this round, Sun Xiaopang lost again without any suspense.

Sun Xiaopang, who had already lost his red eye, was teased by the opponent time and time again in a situation where he could only be won.

Before he knew it, he had lost six games, that is, he owed the opponent six thousand.

When the opponent refused to fight again, Sun Xiaopang still stubbornly pestered the opponent to fight again, until he was slapped in the face and then he recovered.

The other party is a gangster, so many people present to testify and ask him to write down the IOU, owing a total of 6,000 yuan, or the kind with interest.

For ordinary people, this amount of money is almost equal to one year's income, and even the children of cadres like Sun Xiaopang can't afford it.

This happened for a long time. In the end, under the mediation of several so-called bosses, Sun Xiaopang borrowed money to lose 4,000 yuan, and spent more than 1,000 yuan for a dinner. This settled the matter.

And he also knew the name of that guy, Cheng Long.

High-level King of Fighters like Sun Xiaopang have been pitted by Cheng Long in this way, at least in double digits.

Despite the fact that this guy is notorious, his ability to fight the King of Fighters is well-known in the entire capital circle. In the last Deep Blue Game City King of Fighters competition, he also took the championship bonus.

Now, this Cheng Long appeared behind Sun Xiaopang again, patted him on the shoulder in the same way, and successfully evoked Sun Xiaopang's most painful memory hidden in his heart.

"I...I..." Sun Xiaopang was too nervous to speak.

At this time, Lu Menglin gently stabbed the child sitting next to him with the tip of his elbow.

"I'll fight you!" The child Zhou Zhuojun glanced at this guy who was much taller than him, and said loudly.

"You? The kid is going to fight me? Haha! It's really like what Brother Qian said, a bunch of mountain cannons, I don't know how high the sky is!"

"Little boy, you have to bet five thousand against me, do you dare? Why do you fight with me?" Cheng Long shouted proudly.

"Five thousand is too little, so let's bet ten thousand! Add another one. Whoever loses will strip naked and go naked for a lap, dare you?" Lu Menglin said with a smile beside him, as if he was joking.

"You? Looking for death!" Cheng Long turned his head abruptly, staring at Lu Menglin fiercely.

Lu Menglin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and smiled: "What do you look at? The little kid you said is my apprentice. Only if you win him can you be qualified to fight me!"

As soon as this sentence was released, everyone present stared at Lu Menglin intently.

Everyone thought about how old this kid is!The tone is so crazy?

Even the child himself was taken aback and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

In his opinion, it is not afraid to take off his clothes and run naked, but he bet 10,000 yuan but it is not for fun. He has no money, and Lu Menglin shouldn't have either.

Jiang Jinghong frowned, leaned over and whispered in Lu Menglin's ear: "That guy is Cheng Long, I know him, and he is known as the King of Fighters."

"Can a child do it? You're almost the same!" Jiang Jinghong added.

However, Lu Menglin smiled and replied: "What are you afraid of? We are not moneyless. Anyway, the child is not an adult, so it's a big deal to go out naked, and bet this is not a disadvantage."

The people who were present with his two sentences could hear clearly, and they couldn't help but curse this kid secretly for how mean!

Cheng Long is in his early twenties, and the kid is at most a junior high school student. Whoever loses and whoever runs naked, he can think of this wicked idea.

"How? You can just fight hard, we can afford to lose!" Lu Menglin grabbed the child's neck and said with a smile.

The child grimaced and shook his head: "I don't, I don't want to lose!"

"It's okay, I'll be watching by the side, and then I will be the coach to point you." Lu Menglin smiled.

He also didn't avoid people with these words. It's just that the others in the room were all disapproving when they heard it, and they felt that this Lu Menglin seemed unreliable. It is estimated that Jiang Jinghong was mostly fooled by him!

Everyone knows that when the King of Fighters arcade battles, the rhythm is very tight, the timing is fleeting, and the opponent will be beaten to death by the opponents if you are careless. How can you have the time to accept off-field guidance, unless the low hand can't play It's almost the same.

"Okay! Then go to my place to play two!" The bald boss in Deep Blue Game City laughed heartily.

When it comes to this, there is no room for both sides to change, only to see the truth by their ability!