Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Gu Fei also didn't like the thin waist dance as if it didn't exist. When he saw the situation, he immediately touched her and mumbled in that direction.

Originally there was a row of players' stalls, now there are a few people scattered to pack up and prepare to leave, so it is certain that the other party is targeting a very counterproductive ambush, of course, Gu Fei, that is to say, people who are moving at this time are considered suspicious objects.

But the thin waist dance was straight away. Gu Fei pointed over and immediately extended his fingers to those cleaning stalls: “Hey, you guys, stop. ”

Several people would have noticed this way, otherwise Gu Fei wouldn't have focused on them. At this time, it was even more panicky to hear the waist dance scream and run without packing and pulling your legs properly. At first glance, she was more confident in her judgment, and her steps flew up. Gu Fei felt that this still didn't explain anything. He bluffed like a skinhead dancer. Nine people panicked.

“Stop, talking about you, still running, I'll kill you!!” Chasing and intimidating each other makes it faster. But it's faster than the thin waist dance. It's not long before it gets caught up. The thin waist dance knife stabbed the past. The person can't run anymore. He doesn't want to die for nothing. He immediately pulled out the knife and the thin waist dance and chopped it off. The two of them battled ping-pong.

The scream of the waist dance was a grasshopper, and the other party immediately broke apart. Each other is an agile professional, Gu Fei and Jingwei Dance are the only two people, at most one after the other. This side of the thin waist dance caught up smoothly. Gu Fei's momentary movement relying on the fierce moments also caught up and flipped.

“What do you do!” Gu Fei asked, he didn't want to kill the average player by mistake.

“The stall.” The other person shivered.

When Gu Fei looks at it, he finds himself asking really bad questions. Would they say, "I am your enemy, come and kill me"? She laughed and ran over, and the boy she was chasing had been cleaned up by her.

Gu Fei was about to criticize her for her haste. "What are you asking? Did you ask that? ”

Gu Fei-chun pushed him away with a thin waist: “Get out of my way. ”

“Where is Olumbato?” Slim waist dancing stared at the player and asked.

“What kind of game?” Gu Fei didn't hear me clearly, the guy was even more confused.

Slim waist dance laughs: “I didn't know that, I came from outside at first glance.” When he finished speaking, he had to move his knife. The despair of the player's face had no intention of making a defense at all. The thin-waisted dancer took the knife and landed, explaining it without suspension.

Looking at the others, it's long gone. Gu Fei asked Jinxiao: “What kind of play did you just say? ”

“I'm pretending to be a problem that all cloud city players should know to test his response, and you see him like that, it's not cloud city at first glance. That's definitely not a good guy.” Slim waist dance said.

Gu Fei listened, this little wisdom really makes sense. It's just, "Only the cloud city players know, don't you have to make it up? I suppose so. ”

“I don't know, I'm not from Cloud City.” Slim waist dance with white eyes, "what do you indigenous people know? ”

Gu Fei wanted to come and go, and he didn't want to come. This kind of Castle player knows what the outsiders don't, they usually have to look for from some impressive imperative tasks in the Castle. The problem is that Gu Fei is not a task party. The imperative task in his perception is a wanted task. I really can't think of such a problem.

“The other boys are running fast!” The skinny waist danced east and west, and a few others really lost a shadow.

“Hmm...” Gu Fei answered and returned to the city gate.

“They're gone. What are you still doing here?” Slim waist dance is boring.

“What if they just want you to think so?” Gu Fei laughed.

“Play with your eyes! But it does make sense.” As she nodded her waist, she continued to look like a forklift.

Sandpaper and others shed tears. Indeed, it is his plan to leave the mountains. He saw how drunk they were, and he easily persuaded several people to leave, trying to trick them into thinking they were gone. Who knows that little trick can't even get drunk. After killing two people, they stood back, so they squatted here too! More importantly, if we pull back together and sacrifice two people, we can all escape smoothly. But if we move now, we might have to hang up two more.

The eyes of Gu Fei and Jingwei Dance turned left and right. Many of the players who witnessed the scene were frightened. They didn't know what was going on in there, and they saw the guys closing the stall and they caught up with them and cut them off. What do you mean, no players are allowed to leave today? That's enough for them to see?

The players at the stall were frightened. There are many people who have known each other for a thousand miles, but there are also many who have heard of thin waist dancing. These two are people who even the convention will have to weigh, and they can't dare mess with the stall businessmen. At this time, one is like a needle felt. I don't know how to look at each other.

After a moment like this, weak hands were raised in the player stack. Gu Fei saw the move, but didn't pay much attention. He swept his eyes for two more rounds and found the guy still holding on. He even stabbed him with a thin waist dance: “Hey, look, the guy's arm seems to be cramped, he's been holding it up for half a day. ”

“Do you want to talk?” Gu Fei suddenly got a little awake. Raise your hand and speak. He knows all about it! He was a teacher.

“This fellow... uh, what do you have?” Gu Fei almost asked the classmate what the problem was.

“Boss Qianli, I'm about to lose the internet. I have to get off the line. Can I leave?” When the other party was named, he stood up and answered the teacher's question with a great deal of fear.

“Yes, it's okay, whatever.” Gu Fei said.

As soon as he heard the big joy, he was leaving the stall, and suddenly he screamed: "Wait! ”

“Ah?” The man shivered, and everyone else “giggled” for him.

Walk fast to him, pull out the dagger and stare at each other: “Ask the question. ”

“Ah?” The person approached the beautiful woman in close proximity, but where to admire the mind at this time.

“Where is Olumbato?” Slight waist dance is a serious question.

Did the other guy just hang up because he answered the wrong question? What's the point of this question? What kind of game is Olumbato? This man is in a hurry to cry.

“Answer honestly.” Slight waist dance said.

“I…”

“Don't you know? Why don't you know?" Slight waist asked.

“I don't know, I really don't know.” The other side is almost collapsing.

“Okay, you go!” The waist dance's answer surprised him so much that he suspected he had misheard: “What? ”

“Go your way.” Slim waist dance has ignored him.

The man stunned and left one step after another. He was really confused with the intent of the question, and those two were killed, and what kind of answer did they give?

At this time, the skinny dance has returned to Gu Fei with pride: “What do you say? ”

Gu Fei felt very bad. He felt that under such pressure as skinny waist dancing, too many might give a “don't know” answer in fear, which would show what effect. If you want to use this method, you still have to find a reliable question. With this in mind, Gu Fei quickly contacted Yu.

This kind of thing is too paediatric for Yu, and soon provided Gu Fei with a few answers that he said he couldn't do as long as he was practicing in Yunnan City. Gu Fei received five questions at a glance. None of them would be ashamed of themselves.

And those who have yet to find an opportunity to evacuate, such as sandpaper, are just as close to the enemy. This scene is in their eyes again, and Sandpaper immediately makes a decision: I don't know them for a thousand miles, so I'm using what questions to verify their identity, and the guy answered the verification, so I left easily. So as long as you know how to verify it, you can shake it off in front of this guy.

“Screening us out of so many people seems to be the kind of question that only cloud city players know the answer to.” After all, sandpaper is not stupid.

“Ask a killer and a heartbreaker! They must have just been asked.” Someone reminded me. Killing and heartbreaking are just the two people who just got hung up.

“Idiot, how could they ask repeated questions!” Says Sandpaper. That's what he said, but by now someone had asked them on the channel, and they were all given the same answer: where is Olumbato? And there was also an explanation for the same question: “The same question is fine, because they decided that we were not answering. ”

“Shit, that's too much for us, huh?” Sandpaper is depressing. Sure he won't, and the channel is a mess, but he can ask for help off-site! The sandpaper flew home with a quick message, and people went offline to find out the answer to the question.

“Is there anything else we can't find?” Sandpaper is a hundred confident. Since it's something that everyone in Cloud City knows, it can't be found on the Internet.

More than a dozen minutes later, the downline came up in a hurry to report: "No, really not. With all the search methods, you can't even search for the four words' Olumbato ’. ”

“Damn, no wonder they ask that question. What the hell is this?” Sandpaper is lost.

“Boss.” Statements have been made.

“Say it.”

“Are we using the wrong word?” The man said.

As soon as Sandpaper wakes up, who knows which four words are such a puzzle term? If the words are incorrect, the search will indeed be quite weak. Except for popular searches, smart spot search engines may also provide corrections. But this doesn't look like it, otherwise the guys who went offline would definitely be able to find it.

“Did you even consider the details?” Sandpaper bites the teeth.

“Otherwise, let's jump up and run, so many people, at most two dead.” Someone cautioned.

This reminds me of the sandpaper, and I slap myself in the head: "Shit, stupid, I still need to check it offline!! ”

I looked around the sandpaper and mumbled at one of the players over there: “Ask. ”

“Ask what? ”

“Ask around. ”

When he looked around him, a cloud city native, he immediately woke up. Why do you need to go offline to find out this question? Since everyone in Cloud City knows, why don't you just ask?

The man immediately turned to the Cloud City natives next to him: "Hey man, do you know where Orenbaatar is? ”

“What?” the man wondered.

“Where is Oren Baron? ”

The other person frowned and shook his head: “I don't know. ”

“You hear me clearly, it's O ~ Lon ~ Ba ~ Lon ~” This person is afraid of his accent being incorrect, one word at a time, and reads it clearly.

“Don't know.”

“No way? ”

“I don't know. What's to be fooled about?” The other party can't laugh.

Ask the player a blind face, turn around and stall towards the sandpaper.

“What's going on? ”

“Neither do people. ”

“Don't know?”

“Yeah, I don't know. ”

Indian sandpaper thinking. Just for a moment, smile out.

“Shit, it's a test.” The sandpaper said, "This is a nonsense, but as soon as we heard it, we thought it was a test, and we couldn't get past it, we showed ourselves. Killer, blade, you two heard each other asking, right? ”

“Hmmm...” The two replied in a muffled voice, and the person who just stepped down could not be in a good mood.

“So...” Sandpaper smiled, confidently learning the previous fellow raised his hand.

Gu Fei and Jingwaist dance quickly saw, this time without hesitation, immediately walked over.

“Excuse me, I want to leave, okay?” Sandpaper smiles, performs naturally, is not nervous at all, and his men admire it.

“Wait, ask!” Slight waist dance said.

“Question?” The imprint sandpaper does not unravel.

“How many levels of ‘Ice Powered' tasks can be triggered by NPC Josh on Fudong Road?” Slight waist dance question.

The original forgery of sandpaper became truly obscure, hidden beneath the obscurity, and the confident smile being used quickly stiffened, stiffened and rigid.

“What did you... say?” The sandpaper barely asks.

“How many levels can you take on a mission with a lot of ice?” Slim waist dance repeat.

“I'm sorry, I don't think I've done this before, I don't know...” Sandpaper said.

“Oh?” Gu Fei and the waist dance eyebrows all picked out. As Yu said, these five questions, if any of the Cloud City players won't, it must be the idiot among the rookies. Gu Fei almost had a seizure, but Yu obviously didn't make a mistake this time, and he quickly added that a game concept like Gu Fei was different from the average player.

Idiots in rookies? The two of them muttered a little and did not reach a final conclusion too early, otherwise there would be no need to prepare five questions.

“Next.” Slim waist dance said.

“Orenbaatar Orenbaatar Orenbaatar Orenbaatar...” Sandpaper spells in his heart.

“How much is the silk wrist guard for the garden street hawker Rock Oman?” Slight waist dance question.

“Ah... this... I haven't used this equipment, I'm not sure.” Indian sandpaper was sweating on his forehead, and he had even noticed that players who heard questions around him started to measure him with a different look, which was clearly an idiot's gaze.

“Crippled old man on Gum Street, what do you want for tea?” The slender waist dance asked the third question directly.

This time, the sandpaper stopped disguising itself, and he suddenly twisted and ran away.

But Gu Fei was already ready when he couldn't answer the first question. At this time, he wanted to get out of Gu Fei's hands. He didn't even have a 100% chance. Gu Fei chopped up a sword. Indian sandpaper only felt the eye-filled sword light, front, rear, left, right, everywhere. He had no idea where the way out was. Only this moment of hesitation, the sword had struck him, life slipped. Gu Fei was surprised: “He is a master. ”

Thieves aren't even seconded, they must be good at it. Gu Fei's judgment was very positive.

“Leave me alone!!” Thin waist dance is also a person who likes to kill masters. In fact, everyone loves it. The satisfaction is there!

“Next time say it faster.” Gu Fei sighed.

Sandpaper has been hung up, hung under Gu Fei's palm, palm ray.

“Shit!” There's nothing I can do about it.

At this time, Gu Fei had noticed this group of people around him after the death of Indian sandpaper.

“The question just now, will you?” Gu Fei smiled and a group of people immediately saw sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, he stood up and ran.

Twin flashes, turning around...

And they weren't very good, so tragically, they all fell in a flash. There were some cloud city players beside him, and Gu Fei's sword and fire rubbed past him, his heart was about to jump out. But Gu's flyout score is not bad. This is the group that stood up to run away. The rest of the players are fine.

There's still one alive. Gu Fei's sword jumped over him as he approached him.

Think it's just for her. It's touching. It looks like this guy's life. Now I'm splitting some for myself. Slim waist dance is ready to go forward and is stopped by a wave of arms: “This man is a little familiar. ”

Slight waist dance was full of tears, and I made love to myself.

“What's your name?” Gu Fei asked the man.

The man didn't say anything, but his face was obvious. He seemed perfectly conscious, knowing that he was inevitably dead anyway.

“Where have you seen it?” Gu Fei thought hard and pulled his waist together to think: “What do you think? ”

“I don't know.” Slight waist dance said.

“I don't think I know him either, but I must have.” Gu Fei said.

“Cut?” Slight waist dance question.

“Ooh!!” Gu Fei was immediately impressed, pointing at the guy, but after half a day, he turned to the thin waist dance and said: “I really can't remember the name. Was mixed up in a very bad day, but studio people, right? What's his name again? ”

“Miss.” The other person answered helplessly.

“People call it nostalgia, and you forget people, which is ironic, hahahaha.” Slim waist dance laughs.

Gu Fei was embarrassed to accompany him for two laughs and then looked at him and said, “Is there anyone else you don't think you can say?” In the dungeon at the time, Gu Fei remembered to say that the people in this studio were not afraid to die, and there was no point in pursuing them.

I miss not answering.

Gu Fei was helpless, there was nothing he could do.

“Kill me?” Slight waist dance question.

“It doesn't make any sense.” Gu Fei's old tone plays again.

“Killing or not doesn't make any sense, but I'm free.” Slight waist dance to destroy people.

“Too harsh.” Gu Feilian shook his head.

Large crowds of cloud city players are crying in their hearts: See? Thousands of miles drunk talking about brutality...

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