Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Laughter, disdain, contempt, these black index fingers are bearable, and he's already mentally prepared, and he knows that the guys he's going to face are also strong in these mental blows. But the extortion of four million gold coins left him helpless, because it was something he couldn't do at all. If you can't do it, then there's no point in enduring it. Die! After the black index finger ripped off the piece of paper, his eyes began to turn a thousand miles drunk.

Gu Fei did not move, he felt that if Han's son promised to sit here with his black index finger, he would necessarily need to achieve something. And there is no reason to shamelessly provoke the black index finger, which has no merit, such action is not like Han's style.

Seeing the black index finger tear the bill, Han's son was certainly not upset, but still asked with a smile: “Why, is it difficult? ”

The black index finger has no expression and does not answer Han's son. He has figured out in his mind, if he fought hard ahead, if he had the chance to achieve something before he lost himself in a thousand drunken seconds. At this time in the tavern compartment, the space is small, if you use a whirlwind to chop... the black index finger is the right thought, suddenly you can hear Han's son say slowly: “Chairman Blackhand, are you just here to represent your family? You're not the only ones who made mistakes this time! ”

Black index finger listened, his brain hurried and began to function, only to hear Gu Fei remind Han's son there: “His name is Black index finger, what is the black hand? ”

“Oh, really? Call it what you want. People can understand.” Han said.

Black index finger at this time couldn't care less to give Han's son a random name, he finally knew what Han's purpose was. Four million gold coins, no matter what, a club can't afford it. This guy gave such a bill. Black index finger thought he had no intention of reconciling, deliberately nothing to do here. Now he finally knows that this guy really wanted to collect this money, and his goal is not limited to himself, but all the clubs they cooperated with this time...

The total number of participants in all chambers is roughly accounted for, with more than 20,000. In 20,000 terms, four million coins are apportioned, 200 gold coins for each person, so that the four million dollar request becomes realistic. 200, the current player will have most of that amount. As a result of currency rules adjustments, the trading market was cold, everyone was saving money instead of spending it, and 200 would not embarrass anyone at all, an amount that, after spending it, would be slightly painful but not measly painful.

“The mistake was made by everyone. It doesn't make sense for the black chairman to let you and your family bear it, does it?” Mr Han said.

The black index finger was so touching, when Han's son counted the heap of accounts, he actually wanted to say that it wasn't just their black league family that caused all this! Why do they have to bear it all?

“The current situation is so obvious, if we continue to kill, we will lose more and more. With PK value on everyone's back now, if we just blow up a piece of equipment, it won't be just 200 gold coins, will it?” The Han family continues to account for the black index fingers.

Black index finger unanswered, he was thinking. Money is no longer an issue when it comes to equalizing numbers. But the question is whether everyone is willing to accept it. This matter is quite humiliating. There must still be bloody men in so many players. If there are so many people who prefer to die, then this must be yellow.

“Chairman Black, I'm sure you'll need some time to think about it, but it's better to be faster, but now every minute someone drops their gear.” Mr Han said.

“But you're not in control of the Castle right now, are you?” The black index finger is confused, and in his view, the trigger for this situation is the guy who's going up against the current. He appeared at the most desirable time in the least desirable place and did the least desirable thing, causing things to get out of hand. Now it's almost the town hall, and the black index fingers, those 20,000 of them, are quite small in there. And now the scene is that they join forces with Sword Without Oath and others to crack down on the backflow and go up.

“Current situation? That was a fight between your clubs, not ours. We always have a clear target, don't you know?” Mr Han said.

The black index finger was overheard. Indeed, the division of the mixed forces in the main city at this time is actually quite blurred. Everyone is looking for the ones they usually don't deal with. When their opponents kill each other, many of them will simply lie down and get shot, then start defending themselves, and then go to the other lay down and shoot. They're not as drunk as a thousand years, with clear goals, clear goals, and no hierarchy of killing power.

“Well, I'll think about it.” Black index finger said to think, indicating that he himself is quite agreeable, to think, in fact, to contact the other chairman to find out the truth.

“Wait for your good news.” Master Han smiled.

“Is there any room for discussion on this compensation?” The black food finger is the last line of hope.

Han's son shook his head slowly, sighed his black index finger, and greeted the three of them casually, leaving first.

“You think this is gonna work?” Drifting watches the black index finger go away and talk.

“It's better than worse for all of us.” Mr Han said.

“Oh?”

“If we can, then we can take the money. If we can't, it's that they have different opinions in the club, or they have different voices in the same club, and they disagree, then of course, someone chooses to leave, faster than this guy yelling ‘back won't kill' or something one by one.” Mr Han said.

“It would be more advantageous, then, for them to accept this condition.” Drifting said.

“This is true from a congregation perspective, at least to preserve the congregation. So when the chairman's estimation will say yes, it depends on how they each persuade the players in the club, the only obstacle...” Mr Han said this suddenly stopped.

“Isn't that the slogan that this guy shouted," No kidding "?” Drifting gaze toward Gu Fei.

Mr. Han nodded: “This gives these people a way back...”

“But exiting would also be a huge loss, and now it's only 200 gold coins, if I had to pay.” Drifting said.

“But there's always a guy who doesn't have a lot of points...” Han said.

“That's true.” The drift nodded, then turned to Gu Fei: “Why don't you go out and kill some more and tell them not to quit or not? I have a list!” The drift, at first glance, was also admiring the huge sum of four million dollars, working very hard, and even proactively picking up the statistics list, a livelihood that he hated very much.

“I went to Moon Night City to wash the PK.” Gu Fei stood up.

“Oh? Is PK going to come back and change his slogan to kill someone?” Drifting eyes sparkled, Gu Fei's eyes were cold.

“If you can't get your hands on it, why don't you lend me your head and I'll take care of it.” The drifting body is the official magician's output gear, and to replace it with Gu Fei's Dark Night Spirit Robe and Dark Night Light Sword, you can only kill for more seconds. Speed doesn't matter. Absolutely one spell goes down and the opponent jumps.

As a result, the white light flashed and Gu Fei had passed away.

Both of them were helpless, obviously Gu Fei was unwilling to do so, compared to the two of them Gu Fei still had more maneuvers.

Cloud City has entered a peaceful solution to their very counterproductive problems. Gu Fei has little use of force here and then flew to the Moon and Night City mission. This made the watchman nervous for a while, because Moon and Night City is still very unpleasant, and there are a lot of players with PK value. If this guy starts up fully, I'm afraid he'll fill up the dungeon soon, right?

“What's going on over there? It's been so long.” The leader is a little upset, send another GM to ask Gu Fei to cooperate without the task? Gaming companies need face, too!

Soon a subordinate hung up on him, and the answer was it would take a little longer. Everyone looked to the leader, who looked at the ceiling helplessly: "Let him brush it first, before it's too late. ”

Gu Flying to Moon and Night City did not immediately start the task. He knew that at this time, they were also making big moves in the clouds, and this was more or less because they were going to help him. He couldn't see the meeting on his own. If he led their people in the clouds, he would feel uncomfortable if Gu Flying added mess to them. So he contacted Twilight in the Cloud and asked him to provide a list of his opponents.

As soon as Twilight in the cloud heard this help, he was delighted. He immediately gave Gu Fei the name of some of the enemy's masters. He was not welcome at all.

“Give me as much as you want!” Gu Fei suggested that Yunnan was still too polite to send more than a dozen names.

“How many PKs are you washing?” Twilight doubt in the clouds.

“As soon as we're done with the mission, things are fast on our side.” Gu Fei said.

“Oh?” Twilight in the clouds shocked. Although the other party couldn't handle Gu Fei, it was also an alliance of 10,000 people. Did this guy really take care of it alone?

“The situation is rather complex and is now being resolved peacefully.” Gu Fei said.

“Yes, it's best to keep this situation steady. A gentleman can take revenge, ten years is not too long!” Twilight in the clouds said.

At first glance, Gu Fei is a man who stood still under the pressure of the Silver Moon. In this sentence, he can see that he is actually quite concealed and quite persistent.

To Yunnan Twilight's post-autumn accounting planning, Gu Fei didn't do anything either. He just took all the lists transmitted by Yunnan Twilight to the task. At first glance, the PK value was not low, and Gu Fei was a master at the estimation. Gu Fei was naturally very happy. But one of them couldn't take up the task. Of course, it was because of the lack of PK value. Gu Fei sent a message to the past: "Yun, are you giving me the priest? I was on a wanted mission, not as a killer. ”

“Oh, careless, careless.” Twilight in the clouds flipped through the list he had just sent, and there was certainly a famous priest in the enemy line. He really ignored the problem for a while, just sent over the list of guys he found difficult.

Moon and Night City, the neighborhood of Cloud City, is also quite poisoned by a thousand miles of intoxication, and somewhat numb. And the PK level is high, so you can see how horrible it is to look at the power of flying. At this moment, Gu flew out of the formation, pointing directly at the other team's masters, and three people had quickly entered the dungeon. Many people in the team tried to obstruct the result and were killed by Gu Flying. The opponent knew that Yunnan Twilight and the number one killer of the game had a relationship, but the leading Ao Wang and Weed were busy with Yunnan City's own affairs. There was no reason to have time to think of this side. If he suddenly killed, and picked up the best killer, they would not have been the opponents of the Ten Alliance. Their morale went straight down and people's hearts began to be extremely unstable.

On the Cloud City side, after the black index finger left the tavern, he quickly contacted the chairmen, and after a moment of hesitation, he was called here to herd his enemies in the cloud. The powerful Pastoral Cloud Club is in the past, but it has not left the club yet. Most of them will either have feelings for the club or reluctance to earn points. These people may well be supporters of the demand for compensation. Black index fingers now need support sound. He felt that Han's son had bitten four million and was just trying to force him to do his best to make this happen. Let's toss it over and see how many people will support it, and there may still be some possibility of discussion on the price. Four million... this book is bullshit, what 200 scrolls, what super elite, black index fingers in the brain won't believe this bullshit. Of course, he was afraid to tell people about the list. He wanted to lose some money, and this shameless bill did nothing to persuade them.

Some presidents are fighting on the front line at this time, and some are unlucky and sent to jail while looking at the messy mission. At this time, the black index finger is unable to reach them, so they want to find the second-in-command of their club who is currently commanding the deployment. It's important to hear the black index finger, and it's important to have a meeting, and we're all here.

When the black index fingers first saw the crowd, the tears were falling. Just a day ago, most of you were a little famous in Cloud City for a while. But now, one face is full of weary sweat, equipment after a long battle, durable decline appears a little worn, and more tragically, two thirds more or less of the people present have fallen into the hierarchy, like the black index finger and the two giants of the cloud herding enemies, directly breaking the 40th level. Anyway, it's a tragedy.

“What's everybody up to now?” Black index finger asked.

Half of them were upset. They said it was urgent. Is that what you're saying? A man looked disgusted and said, "What are you so busy with? ”

“Do you remember why we came together?” Black index finger said.

Everybody's face is in pain. Everyone is busy now, and the busy thing seems to have nothing to do with their original intentions. Everyone is already selectively amnesiac, and they know that they have failed, they have failed completely. No one thought that the last time a backflow was committed, the whole city could be stirred up more lively than it was during the city war. Now every club can say it's self-absorbing. Even when the state is in full swing, the whole body and mind are thrown up by a thousand miles of drunken blood, not to mention now?

Now everyone's just worried about jumping out of a thousand miles and giving them a fatal blow. All men looked to their enemies in the clouds, and he was the tragedy of a deadly blow. In an ambush, the club was largely abandoned.

“There is now an opportunity.” Black index finger buffer.

Everybody's numb. Again against a thousand miles drunk? How many times in the day have you said you have such an opportunity, and which is not getting you to spit blood. At this time, if you don't come to the door drunk, it's a good thing, and you can't do anything about it. Everyone looks at the black index finger and doesn't really want to hear it anymore.

The black index finger looked closely at the people's faces, and he was pleased with the reaction, everyone was dealing with a thousand miles of drunkenness and despair, so this time they would love to talk about it. Looking at someone already wanting to turn around and leave, the black index finger hurriedly said: "It is an opportunity to wake up with a thousand miles and reconcile with a very opposite sky. ”

After listening to this, everyone came to the spirit. It had been a long time since the Kamikaze appeared on the dead faces of these guys. Someone could not wait to ask “what opportunities”. More people thought faster, what had been thought of, and the opening was: "Have they made terms? ”

The black index nodded.

“On what terms? ”

“Lose money.” The black index finger speaks the key.

“How much?”

Black index fingers stretched out four fingers, and he wanted to see where the people's mental capacity was.

“Forty thousand?” A very blind chairman guessed.

“Forty thousand?” The black index finger didn't speak, but the herding enemies in the clouds beside it have snorted, "this is blackmail against all of us, 40,000 is just the number of flowers, look at our number, I think it should be 4 million? ”

“Four million?” Several people were already shouting and the black index finger nodded slowly. There are people who want to curse this mouth, but the shepherd enemy in the cloud is already counting: “If it is shared by each of us, it is less than 200 gold coins per person, the other side has calculated the price of our number. ”

A silence in the presence of all the chairmen has begun their own counting.

“At the moment, the cloud city is a mess, we can each support this situation. Now instead, they are drunk for a thousand miles. They fled the situation. They don't know where their hands came from. In short, it's not a club in Cloud City. They won't be attacked. All they have to do is find a target and take a fatal blow... Besides, do you remember the idiotic act of upstream? He obviously had chosen to stand on the very opposite side of the sky by then, so what about across the ocean? Where's Caiyunme? They were sucked up by the reflux, and if they weren't, what do you think would happen to us right now? ”

Everyone remained silent.

“Our lives and deaths are now in their hands..." The black index finger concludes.

“Think about it. We'll put our hands up for a vote later.” Black index finger said.

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Think about it. We'll vote on the monthly ballot later. We'll discuss what to vote for! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)