Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

As soon as this is said, inside and outside the cell, no matter the enemy, I am silent. Yu and others had been in the dungeon a long time ago, and had thought about the problem of the mole. The depth of the water was still a lot of ideas, but ultimately there was no reasonable way to find out. It's pretty hard to find a mole in a game.

In contrast, in reality, it's hard to get inside information when you're undercover. It's not a risk to eavesdrop on a phone and pull a safe into a secret computer. In the game, people aren't so professional anymore. Basically, it's better to hang a name in the club, get messages from the club channel at any time, and get mixed up in the core position. And sending a message to one's own people is such a dangerous thing. In the game, just send a message, write an email, or even contact offline. It is simply that the system knows that I know, that confidentiality cannot be obtained, and there is no need to be afraid of exposure. What's more worrisome is, even if it's exposed? He's still a good guy when he goes to his club... he's a real mole, so he's not far from dying. That's real! Psychological stress is almost double unknown.

Digging out the mole is hard. Otherwise, the presidents of the major clubs wouldn't sit around and watch their own clubs mix up with so many other clubs. But now, Han's son grabbed such a special situation, and in a special way, he dug up a very blatant insider, and it was very sharp.

A player with very bad skies, face to face; a group of black index fingers, face to face. But everyone agreed that Han's move was sharp, and the mole feared it would be exposed soon.

Everyone thinks so, even including the molester himself. This man was also extremely naked, knowing that he was likely to be sold by the chairman. Since you sold me, why don't I sell you, so a strange scene happened, and a guy in the dungeon suddenly jumped to the jail door and shouted, "I am the mole!!!! ”

Shh, at this time, people can't get angry, they are shocked by this act of molestation, many people can't figure out why he is so brave to admit, do you really think there is a confession to be lenient?

But Han's son smiled. “Due to this friend's high consciousness and excellent answering skills, you will all grow up. You are tragic, you can't discount it. Pay the original price! ”

Everyone is sudden. The molester knew he was going to be sold by the chairman to shake the money, and the first time the chairmen still hesitated, he shouted to break it. It's the same for him, but for a chairman who loses his chance to get answers, there's no way to save money.

The presidents were depressed and handed over the money in disgrace.

“Let me do the dirty words!!” Yu bravely rushed to receive the wallet. The players in the very opposite sky were besieged together and jailed together. This ordeal is the easiest way to build a relationship with each other. At this time, the guys in the jail like Yugo were joyfully shouting: “Yugo, do you have such a high load? ”

“What do you care?” Brother Yu never returns.

Black index fingers, a bunch of people are still here, it's naturally embarrassing, and when you greet everyone, you're ready to say goodbye, but Yu looks up and says faithfully: “The money hasn't lit yet! ”

The presidents were depressed. Still, Gu Fei Hou said, waving: “Forget it, go! There's not enough to contact again.” The presidents of the congresses, if amnestied, have almost escaped. Some people are even worried about running: do you count your money correctly? What if it's really wrong? What if I get drunk? What does he mean by that connection? Implications, intimidation?

“How can you split this money?” Yu asked excitedly as he held his purse.

“The three of us are even! What's the matter with you?” Mr. Han pointed to Gu Feifei and said to Yu.

Yukomu is in place, all players are in place. The royal angel shouted out loud at the drift: "I protest, how can the man who fled the war share the money? I strongly protest! ”

“The protest was null and void, and this was an organizational arrangement.” Gu Fei said.

The drifting smile, used to grab the wallet, Yu was still stunned, even forgot to stop it.

“What is the total number of people in prison?” Master Han asked Yu.

“Fifty-one? Oh, no, fifty..." Remember to reduce the mole.

“Divide it, you will.” Master Han patted him.

Yu Fang knew that Han's son was joking, and then asked him beautifully: "Do you want to divide it by four million? ”

“Two million!” Mr Han said.

Young-goo didn't say anything. Although it was a feat that a few of the guys outside actually solved the crisis, the distribution of labor by labor would still cause emotional dissatisfaction among the poor if the gap was too large. Reasoning this thing is actually quite difficult.

Yu was observing the reaction of other players to this distribution method, but heard Han's son already saying: “There are a lot of people out there who have helped. ”

“Oh...” Yu Brother reacted, and was immediately ashamed that they were just going to jail to save their lives and get paid to start. Look, it's really hard to balance.

“Thousands of miles away from low-level fun. You're not interested in money?” Master Han asked.

“Whatever.” Gu Fei really doesn't matter.

But Han's son took 50,000 gold coins and threw them to Gu Fei, and then he took 50,000 himself.

Everyone in the prison has done the dividing, two million one dividing, one of them has another 40,000, and the two Hodgers only took 50,000, so there can be no further opinions on this allocation.

Drifting is also fun. He didn't set himself at the height of Gu Fei and Han's son. He took 40,000. This is actually what Han told him: “You will never be less than your brother in prison...”

But at this time, the drift was deeply aware of Han's despicability. He could have lived many of his brothers in prison, but where could he go if Gu Fei and Han only took 50,000 each? Is he ashamed to have had more of these two? He wouldn't mind if it weren't for him. At this time, he took 40,000. When Gu Fei took 50,000 and hesitated, the drift was nervous. He gave Gu Fei the message naked: “You're welcome. If you don't take the money, which one of us has the face to take it? Except for that Han guy. ”

After receiving the news, Gu Fei smiled and loaded the money.

Then Han pulled the money off the floor with his feet: “The one with love in his left hand, the one with handsome right hand, the one with straw pasture, and the one with the name Samson. ”

The four also played some role in the difficult struggle outside the dungeons, taking 40,000 each.

“Don't kick, don't kick, it's time to refresh.” Yu rushed to put the money away.

“Fifty-five, 45.2 million, that leaves 1.7 million.” Master Han, forget about it, then look at the people in jail: “Are there any dead gear? ”

They scratched their heads: "We're not dead. We're in jail. We don't lose our gear. ”

“Oh, has that changed?” Mr. Han asked.

Everybody turns around, the lonely sword ghost is over there by one man, and he drops two levels.

“Swordsmen, take another $100,000!” Yu said. Swordsmen take more money, he won't hurt at all. How hard the Sword Ghost game has to be. Everyone sees it. His level of mastery has never seen him so fierce before. Yu can sometimes think about it and feel terrible. He thinks he's losing his mind when he sees the Sword Ghost, but how can the Sword Ghost always face it so frankly?

Though he was alone, Sword Ghost was of course also attending a very counter-insurgency prison meeting, and hearing this was just a faint statement: “No need!” The tone is not modesty, but really not.

“The chairman takes 100,000, the chairman takes 100,000!” A bunch of people are shouting, to the Sword Ghost, and this president is all oral.

“Otherwise, neither do we.” Some shout even more so.

“Everybody means. I'll keep it for you.” Brother Yu didn't care what the swordsmen said, he charged the swordsmen 100,000.

“Give me 50,000.” Master Han signaled to Yu.

“What? ”

“Two levels of $100,000, I dropped one!” Mr Han said.

“Holy shit, wait here, I told you how you guys suddenly have kindness!!!” The royal gods have risen again.

“A hundred grand is not a step down, a chairman is a hundred grand, don't they say?” The battle went unharmed. How many words do they give to Sword Ghost? To Han's son, a gold coin, they also feel very unreasonable. It's better to pit this guy tens of thousands like the last time, that's called Shuang!

The unharmed call for many to respond, everyone shouted yes. And the deep eyebrows laughed, “Really? The chairman has $100,000. Give me $100,000? ”

The battle was unharmed, but the battle was always agile on such matters, and he immediately asked, “Who are you? ”

The water is furious.

“Will we have this man?” The battle was unharmed by the royal gods.

“No, as if it were a treachery in the shady city.” The gods roar with seriousness.

“Hey, Yu, did you just make a mistake? What about the rest of the club?” The battle was unharmed, he said.

“This…”

“It really doesn't have to be counted.” Master Han nodded.

“Han's grandson, you animal, animal, inhuman, scum! Eat shit you!!!” The water cursed.

“Speaking of which, it's time to look into the question of the mole brother.” Mr. Han's direct insults to the depths of the water were ignored.

“What's your name?” Han asked the mole.

“Miss.” The mole replied that he knew that it was impossible to hide it. He could know who he was by making a random exclusion method in the people's club. Even if he quit the club now, Yu had remembered all the names when counting the time spent in jail, he could still exclude him.

“Is it the studio or the club?” Mr. Han asked.

I miss not talking.

“Studio.” Mr. Han concludes.

“Studios aren't afraid to die, are they?” Gu Fei asked.

Mr. Han nodded: “There is no rank left to transfer civilian. ”

“Civilian? ”

The water you know best about the studio comes up: "There are ranks in the game that need to be fought in the game, or tasks, or gathered to accumulate material for the studio is a martial arts job; others are civilian. ”

“What about the five nights?” Gu Fei asked.

“The kind of... biased civilian, that doesn't take rank as a loss, is a civilian.” Deep down, he said.

“Does that have to be a full-time worker in the studio?” Yu said.

“Should be." He nodded deeply, turning his head and asking, "Are you? ”

Memories remain silent, and if the name cannot be hidden, he will say; the rest will be set aside.

“It seems he cannot say that the bonus may be deducted.” Yu said.

“How much is a month's salary?” Passive spandex has come to interest, and he's been dealing with a lot of studios lately.

“Big studio, should be nice.” Deep down, say.

A few people are discussing this, and they miss being left alone, making them miss comrades straight away.

“Is it still necessary to hunt him down?” Gu Fei asked.

Han's son is thinking.

“Is everything all right out there?” There are players asking.

“Well, the rest of the clubs are still playing!” Gu Fei said.

“What's going on?” Someone asked.

“Fighting somehow.” Gu Fei is still pretending to be innocent. Players at Manchuria Club heard what it felt like. But by the way, most players really don't know where this fuse started.

“Let's go first.” Han's son waved, "look outside. ”

At this time, the master sitting in jail, the PK value of the master is of course high, the prison is long, can not get out yet. However, the low-level ones have all come out, followed Gu Fei behind these top experts, walked out of the dungeon, went to the street, found that other players walked in a detour, suddenly the spirit, plus 40,000 gold coins in each pocket, someone has happily tried to shed tears.

Mr. Han Jia went all the way to ask about the backflow, ask about Sword Without Oath, ask about Xiao Xiao Xiao.

Tears streamed backwards and tears filled his face, painfully complaining that he had fallen into such a sad aftermath in order to do justice for the very opposite heaven.

“For us? How did you get into a fight with them?” Master Han pretended to be ignorant.

“They... they...” He wanted to spill dirty water across the ocean, but he finally knew he couldn't take Han's son for an idiot. What doesn't this guy know? Thinking about it, he suddenly found that his heart was freezing up against the currents and he suddenly found out that he was going to get rid of it, and finally the whole city was going to go on fire, and his strength was going to go off and fall, and very much against the sky became the role of watching the tigers fight in the mountains. Is this all they're directing behind the scenes? But it doesn't look like it. It's very counterproductive to be attacked...

The Sword Without Oath has finally defeated an old opponent who has been entangled with him since the beginning of the game, and is in a great mood. He chatted with Han's son, who had never been liked, and asked with interest about the very opposite of heaven.

Gu Xiaoxiao, this way! A city war was fought down, and he was familiar with Han's son, and he was born. Plus, she always had a straightforward personality, but you weren't polite. To be honest: "You all started this scourge. ”

“We are innocent… is it also wrong for the city to win? Everyone was making mistakes at the time.” This is how Han answered.

Gu Xiaotong was silent, and then Han's son asked her to make an objective assessment of the current situation. Gu Xiaotong also honestly shared his view: having suffered the combined blow of the four major clubs before the alcohol dancing song, the losses were enormous. At present, it is completely turtled within the resurrection point, and most people have chosen to go down the line. Their main opponent stretches across the ocean, and this side is ready to be recruited. Locking a row to death in the resurrection point will not be possible by one company alone. Anyway, the song about alcohol is already very damaging. The sword of no oath is prepared to persist in striking in the days to come. It will take a month to completely defeat the song about alcohol. At present, there is a convergence of views on alcohol as a song, unless you suddenly join in on alcohol as a song.

“How's it going?” Yu is waiting for Han's son to find out the results.

“If the current situation continues, the Pastoral Cloud Bank will be crippled. When the song is over for alcohol, the Black Alliance will be half crippled. Although there will be some damage across the sea and between the clouds, morale is definitely extremely high.” Mr Han said.

“What more do we need to do?” Yu asked.

“Split all the money first.” Mr Han said. When he first got out of jail, he had contacted recklessness. Yukiko Sakura and Leunyi are now under reckless command together.

Blind recklessness did not know that things had been settled peacefully, brought people and horses to kill the future. As a result, it was seen that Mr. Gu Feihan and others stood on the street like nobody else.

“What's going on?” The recklessness and vigilance of the information asked.

“to split the money. ”

“Money? What money? ”

“Those guys put so much trouble on everyone, I was very embarrassed. Later, under my guidance, my conscience finally found that I was determined to wash my mind...”

Without reading the message of Han's son, he turned it off. He walked over with a dark face and stared around at the person: “What's going on? ”

Yu started paying for his pockets, bags after bags, while taking the message to Han's son: “All this to them? ”

“Give 'em a million, leave' em 600,000 at Yunnan Twilight. Is that all there is left?” Mr Han said.

“If you don't want your 50,000 off grade.” Yu said.

“To be honest, I deserve half a million. Forget 50,000!” Mr Han said.

“That's how I split up.” As Yu said, he began to give money to the obscure recklessness: “This is a million dollars, everyone got their share. ”

Blind recklessness made his mouth wide, and Lanyi and Yukiko Sakura and others were astonished. Millions of dollars, no one here has ever seen it.

These little players, who have just seen four million, are calm and surprised to see the guys across the street, and proud to see them again. To be honest, it hurts to split up a million dollars, but it feels superior to see them react like this. The other person seems to have two or three hundred, which is divided into a million, but the last few are actually three or five thousand, so small, what's the big deal? The very opposite of heaven guys are now wealthy and rude.

“They're really losing money...” Blind recklessness surprised, they killed you in Moon and Night City. I can't live with the money to buy life. This is unacceptable in the recklessness of the things that go wrong.

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Skiing begins... tears all the way, freezing, landing, squeaking... when can a monthly ticket smash like this? (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)