Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Instead of choosing a location in Cloud City, they chose an open location outside Cloud City. That's what Han means. He understands the upstream, so he can't take it lightly on this guy who has quite the capital. But Gu Fei didn't think it mattered, even if he had just met the club headquarters for drinking and singing, so what? If the other side dares to be rude, it is they who take their own destruction.

Gu Fei has absolute confidence, patience and perseverance. Even if he was unfortunately killed into a doll when he was carrying hundreds of PK, he would resolutely reclaim his rank to fulfill his goals. Online travel does not completely kill the opponent, which puts a lot of strain on the other person's mind. Who isn't? Can't they destroy Gu Fei completely? And Gu Fei is such a powerful opponent, even if he falls into the ranks, once his mind and mind are focused on the ranks, his upgrading speed is absolutely comparable to that of any player. From this point of view, it is also immortal. In fact, it is Gu Fei's opponent who is under more pressure.

Outside Cloud City, the two met first and waited together for the river to come up. Gu Fei asked about the studio side again. Han's son was saying that he was almost there, and the nitrite root came to the news. The content was to thank Han's son for the promotion of this comparison.

“Yes,” Han said to Gu Fei.

“Oh?” Gu Fei didn't know anything about this from beginning to end.

“The guys at the studio went to the prison to negotiate for the Passive Spandex, there was water depth and Yuko and others watched, the problem shouldn't be too big.” Han's son said “the problem is small”, which of course means that this studio is genuinely sincere, not as calculated as five nights.

Once Gu Fei heard about the depth of the water, the guy who wouldn't look at the studio vertically was staring, but he could still talk things down. The attitude and sincerity of the other party seemed really amazing, and even the depth of the water couldn't pick out the problem.

“That's all we can do here at the studio, and our main focus is on the games.” Mr Han said.

Gu Fei nodded, he was really helpless to the studio, people were businessmen, force and nothing could deter him. What can Gu Fei do if he is stronger? In fact, in Moon and Night City, Yingqi wanted to do this. Heard that the Ten Congregational Alliance was coming to smash the scene, they replaced the PK-protected level 10 figure to see the business. Turns out, Yunnan is so gangster! If you can't kill your boss, kill your client, throw garbage in the store, graffiti on the wall, etc. The people who made Inky do nothing but curse her, and eventually shut the store down.

“Now Dance is also going offline to prepare some contractual stuff, and we are going to start organizing personnel issues on our side.” The nitrite root sent a message to Han's son. He is also smart, although some have no idea what the stakes are between these people. Han said he was not familiar with Hundred Centuries, but helped to make such a big deal, but he didn't know he could get a penny out of it. And all he asked was for Yuntang to take the opportunity to dig Inky's corner and hit them. This requirement is not easy to write even in the contract, but in the negotiation process, the three people on the Hundred Centuries meridian side attached great importance to this commitment. Nearly three hours of negotiations have meant that the parties are engaged in how to implement this issue. When the problem is finally resolved satisfactorily, both sides are relieved. At least it was supposed to be the most important profit distribution direction in the contract. On the contrary, it went very smoothly. The three owners of the studio were quite clear. The people who dig Inky were the only chips they could provide in this business, giving people a talk about the development of the studio, its potential, its future, and so on, all the same as they didn't hear.

So once the deal was finalized, the nitrite root rushed to Han's side of the table. He really couldn't figure out who was in charge of this bunch of people, and he didn't know who to show the best to. Clearly, the direct partner is Passion Sutra, but this guy seems to be the least influential one... In the negotiation process, the deep water is familiar with the operation of the studio, relatively insightful. But when I talked about it, this guy wasn't even a very bad guy. When it comes to Han's son, he hates the look on his face. The three bosses are really confused and very confused. In all this time in the gaming business, I've never seen so many strange and complicated relationships.

As Yuntang studios, they don't care what they're not, fulfill the terms they negotiate with each other, and that's what they do. Studios are a parasitic industry, in which murder and robbery are not illegal, there is no room for small mixed vests, and competitive means have always been despicable and dark. By contrast, it's quite a war thing to hire someone to jump with an open gun, even though you have to dig up a lot of people, which is a little poisonous.

“How are you going to proceed with this personnel issue?” Mr. Han asked casually.

“Oh, what do you think?” The nitrite root is like a random answer.

“My opinion is, first, fast and second, accurate. Quickly, in order to avoid a counterattack, it is right to minimize leakage of information. In order to do both, material preparation is indispensable. Targets need to be tapped in Inky's position, treatment, preferably personality, and relationships can be better understood. From top to bottom, the more key people at the core, the more digging you have to do.” Han's son replied.

The nitrite root took a deep breath and replied: “Are you interested in studio development? ”

Mr Han smiled when he received the message and replied: "Then I don't think I will work for anyone else. ”

“Then I hope you never do well...” said Nitrogen.

“Hope so!” Han's son responded, and at this time, both Gu Fei and he had seen the upstream figure, so he greeted the nitrite root and stopped talking.

“You two are so careful, about this far away, you're tired of me.” The spring breeze greeted me when I came up against the river. The scene was whether or not it was nonsense. I was tired in the game, but it was impossible to walk so many steps would be tired, but it was possible to walk annoyingly.

“It's a tough situation!” Master Han laughed.

“Now it looks like the forced ones aren't here.” The upstream also laughs.

Gu Fei looked at these two and found it really interesting. Although Han is familiar with upstream, but upstream like he said, if there is a capital, he doesn't quite understand Han's taste. These two guys, Han's son, have been mixing songs about alcohol for so long, said to walk away at critical moments; the reflux is now standing on the wall for so long to see the wind direction before standing out. It's embarrassing to mention these things, but they don't mention them at all like they don't know these things. The joke is very touching, and the word hypocrisy has been interpreted by the two of them as ultimate. Ben was the two people who used each other, but they all looked like Dayi Rin Yiyang.

In the course of the conversation, the Reverse Flow first strongly condemned the despicable actions of the Mahjong and the Black League to reward the dark hands, and seemed intentionally and unintentionally to reveal some second-line level 4 or 5 clubs behind the two clubs, apparently also as participants in the siege. In the backflow mouth, they are all shameless, no gameplay personality, and should be deleted before addicted to the nasty.

Later, the backflow indicated that he had long been unable to watch the behavior of this pile of people, and had been actively organizing people for the past half day, looking for the right time. Now, the wind is finally off course. Oh, no, the time has finally come. The upstream demonstrates his willingness to do justice and to wipe out these cloud city scum altogether, even at the expense of the entire congregation.

And Han's son, on his side, said that he had seen the chairman have an upright heart when he was singing about wine. Almost with his knees, he had predicted that, as the wind went in the wrong direction, oh no, when the time came, he would do everything in his power to stand up and lead him to the upright one thousand and fifty and set an ethical example for the players of Cloud City.

Of course, in Han's style, there is absolutely no shortage of cynical tones between the lines. But upstream, as if he could not hear it, humbled Han's son's high praise, and repeatedly stressed that he helped this time, really only for the sake of the word "justice”, surely will not greed any good.

Mr. Han heard, but said that, although Chairman River did not take despicable care for the benefit of greed, he raised the flag of justice against him in a noble act, and very much against the sky could not help but reward him.

The upstream look was serious, and he said that his honest heart could not be measured by any good.

At this time, many of the people who participated in the negotiations had vomited, and Gu Fei could not bear to finally say it. He criticized Han's son for insulting the great Chairman of the River Stream. His attempts to corrupt the Chairman of the River Stream with his interests were highly immoral.

Han's son listened very carefully, but he hasn't arrived yet and argued. He hastily came out to explain to Han's son. Finally, he talked about some of the high places of the chairman, which is a stressful issue. Although he did not intend anything, he had to make a statement to the other 1,049 members of the congregation, and to that end, the upstream indicated that he was willing to sacrifice some personal bars.

Hence, Han's expression was sombre, as if touched by the upside of the reflux, and he told Gu Fei that since the reflux chairman had completely abandoned his personal image in order to go to the club, we must be complete.

Gu Fei left only one sigh of sigh, as if he could not speak touched by the upstream spirit.

At this time, Han's son went upstream to discuss how to return the favor. In a noble posture before the backflow, he looked like a stripper, and began an inch-to-inch struggle with Han's son. Every time you ask for it, be sure to lock your eyebrows and say how one thousand and forty-nine people are doing for the club...

The people who come up against the current have hidden far away to blame themselves for wasting their time, and they fear that they will have the urge to leave the club if they listen again.

Gu Fei continued to listen with his sword beside him. Half an hour later, the peeling between the two was the result. Son Han promised to give advanced VIP treatment in downtown areas of the Upstream Club. Compared with the treatment advantages enjoyed by junior VIPs and ordinary users, reference can be made to the starting Chinese language network. (Coughing...)

For this condition, the backflow was finally very painstakingly accepted. However, he also expressed concern that the very counterproductive Chairman was still in prison and was temporarily unable to appear for the presidency.

In response, Han's son simply said lightly: “The chairman is a sword ghost. ”

The backflow went up and shut up. The character of the sword ghost has been deeply ingrained. As long as it really helps, how can a swordsmith be the one who regrets it? However, after having talked to himself about a bunch of conditions, it was only Han's son, not the Sword Ghost. After a moment of silence upstream, he finally said that the Sword Ghost was in jail and it was extremely necessary for him to visit him.

Gu Fei couldn't help laughing. Compared to Sword Ghost, Han's character is such a piece of shit! Speaking for half a day, people don't believe much, they'd rather go to jail and look at the Swordsmen nod their heads.

Mr. Han didn't feel comfortable about it. After smiling and saying "should”, he hurried up the river and took someone to visit the prison. Gu Fei still couldn't bear to remind him: “Will there be trouble with many people at the dungeon door? ”

“Huh, they dare!” Back up the river, this will play the hegemony again, the cow slammed a sentence and then went.

Mr. Han smiled and said to Gu Fei, “Those guys are dealing with you and you're burning your head. At this time, they're going to provoke the backflow, unless they're crazy. ”

“If they want you to think as much as you do that the reflux is a wall-headed grass, and it's going down by now, then they're not crazy and they're crazy.” Gu Fei said.

“Hmm...” Mr. Han began to think again, as if Gu Fei had already sensed that a despicable plan was under way.

The mouth of the dungeon, upstream only brought a few random people. He is also a big celebrity in Cloud City and knows a lot of people. The news quickly reached the ears of the two enemies, the black index finger and the clouds, when the flow came up, with no one paying attention. The two of them really understood the backflow to the top, and as soon as this guy arrived, the eyes revealed a god of hatred and apprehension.

The situation at hand is really very bad for them. It's very counterproductive to just use one trick, and in the end, it's definitely them.

Guys in the dungeon can't live online, and killers like Gu Fei are running out. Their bunch of players can't stop at a few points every day, and the players who practice outside are discouraged. It's only been half a day, it's been torn like this. If the guys in jail take a break from sleeping at home for a week, they tens of thousands of people have to collapse? And it's obvious that this is happening. They can't go to the dungeons in the clouds. They've already sent people in to see it. Few people are in jail at all. People in also look relaxed, play cards chat or something, where does it look like a difficult and anxious situation?

The herding enemies and black index fingers in the clouds are going crazy, but nobody can do anything about it without coming out. Both of them now want to die in their hearts, but they are going up against the current. At this time, they also bullied the door. Both of them are depressed, and their hearts can't clean up a thousand miles of drunkenness. Today they will fight with your boy. Thinking that both of them had found unity in each other's eyes, they came out of the people's pile together and went up against the current.

“It turns out it's Chairman Reverse Stream. Why are you so free to come here?” Shepherd enemies in the clouds did not match up with the backflow very early on. I would not have liked to see the backflow up. At this time, I expected this guy to come to rob with fire. I really want to go up and cut him with a single knife.

“Oh, nothing to come to the dungeon to see a friend.” Back to the top, he said.

“Oh? Who's your friend?” Shepherd enemies in the clouds ask.

“This doesn't seem to need to be told to anyone, does it?” Back up, say.

“But you have to give it to me today. Don't go in there without it!” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

Against the currents, the strong tone of his enemies in the clouds surprised him. Looking at the black index finger next to him, he also looked like a sword would be cut at any moment. The backflow reacted a little. These guys had been driven mad by a thousand miles of drunkenness. At this time, they thought they had some worries and didn't dare to offend themselves, but they didn't know that someone had already broken a broken jar, and once a thousand miles of drunkenness gave them air. They needed to find a place to give it. They were really cheap. They rushed up to give people air pillows.

There are more than a thousand people here. Upstream is not a thousand people cut off, afraid to be arrogant, so he said, “Really? Then I won't go in. I'm leaving! ”

“Fuck, you're so fucking telescopic!” Shepherd enemies in the cloud are eager to get angry. You're very welcome in words. How much does he want to keep arrogant up against the current? How exciting is it to get angry when a sword falls and a bunch of people go up and ravage? But now this guy is wearing soft clothes. Though he wants to, he can still chop them, but he can't get mad! Shepherd enemies in the clouds are now eager to find a man with enough power to vent.

This is a weekday change. It is sprayed directly in the face by the enemies of the clouds, and it is definitely spelled against the current. But who called him an asshole today? Running a thousand people came into the pile, upstream reason defeated the bloodbath. Despite his face, he still held on hard, didn't answer, and didn't return to greet his men: “Let's go. ”

Looking at several people turning away, the black index finger said to his enemies in the cloud: "Let them go? ”

The clouds are silent.

“This is already happening... I'm sure you'll come for trouble, cut it off!” Black index finger said.

The herding enemies in the clouds were silent and waved.

A flying arrow plunged straight up against the back of the current and went up in surprise. A few people turned around and found that a thousand attacks had come towards them.

“Fuck, you dare!” The upstream depressing! But what he could do, get caught in the pile of people, that is, whether Gu Fei can survive is five or five percent. Against the current, several of them were directly attacked, and immediately hung up a clean one.

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Is there anyone else looking forward to breaking it today? Impossible? Are you sure people don't trust me so much? Give us more monthly tickets and we'll think about it! Goddamn it, I can't believe I'm asking for a monthly ticket. Comrades, I think we're on the road to nowhere else... (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)