Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

The owners look at Gestachi Ying, look at the nitrite root again, they don't know who to listen to.

Gestachi Young's attitude is to keep this deal going. According to his plan, there was no reason to destroy a thousand miles drunk unless it was nitrite root that they wanted to kill with a knife. If you want to borrow a knife to kill someone, then we'll die. That's what Gestachi Young means.

And the nitrite? What he clarified was that he had nothing to do with the drunken move. Thousands of miles of drunkenness are spontaneous reprisals against Inky Studios, and they just picked up off-the-shelf cheaps, trying to stop thousands of miles of drunkenness from them, or getting assurances that thousands of miles of drunkenness won't disrupt them, because thousands of miles of drunkenness isn't at their mercy.

Which is true, which is false?

No one can say. As a group of rivals, there has never been absolute trust between them. At this time, people are confused when they see that both have reason and that words are unbroken.

Gestachi Ying stared at the nitrite root. This is only a second-class character in his mind. A moment later, he smiled and got up: “In that case, there's nothing to say. What happens next? Let God do it! ”

Gestachi Young wanted to leave after saying this, and the other studio owners hugged him and pressed him back into his seat, one smiling and full of wind: “Don't rush, Mr. Gai, today's meeting is just to find a harmonious solution, everyone negotiates, everyone negotiates. ”

“Everyone wants to make this deal safe, don't they?” Gestachi Young asked.

Everyone nods their heads, of course.

“Eliminate a thousand miles of drunkenness.” Gestachi Ying squeezed six words out of his teeth.

The room suddenly quieted down, and no one expected this option to come to an end today. A thousand miles drunk? The owners of this name have of course heard that, although it is a frightening character in the mouth of the players, no one will believe that the stronger player characters can influence their studio dealings until today.

But the facts are in front of them. Gestachi Young's attitude was clear. He was drunk for a thousand miles. He couldn't make this deal. He couldn't make this deal. Nobody would.

This can be said to be a pinch, in other words, everyone would definitely rush up together to blame, but today, nobody dares.

It's too big to sell here for everyone.

Second, Gestachi Young has been miserable lately, people have been dug, goods have been robbed, and now a big deal has been forced to fail, so what else can he not do in this situation? That would be blackmail, which in itself means that this guy has lost some sense. He doesn't even think about it. He's blackmailing all the studios today. Can he walk flat on his own?

Gestachi's gloomy smile dissuaded everyone from persuading him to look back together at the nitrite root on the other side.

“Boss Ya... about this?” Some are verbal probes, but others are private messages to nitrite roots: “What does it matter if you get drunk for a thousand miles? Put it away if you have anything to do with it, this guy's crazy. ”

The nitrite root sighed and looked at everyone, saying again: "The drunken behavior of a thousand miles has nothing to do with me. ”

“So against a thousand miles of drunkenness, are you in?” Gestachi Young asked.

The nitrite root sighed again and looked at the crowd: “I am also a studio, just for the sake of money. ”

It's obvious, of course, that he's asking for money, and a thousand miles of drunkenness now stands in their way, and naturally their hands won't be soft.

“Very good." Gestachi nodded and his face couldn't see he was saying goodbye.

“So... think of a way to get this kid drunk?” A boss looked around.

“How? Pay to hire a master?” Another boss asked how this was handled under the usual circumstances in their studio.

“How much do we have to hire to beat a thousand a person for a thousand miles?” Another person said.

“Man has ready.” Gestachi Ying said.

“Oh?” Everyone looked at him.

“In the 30 main towns where Mr. Ya currently promotes efficiency practice, there are some disputes in several major towns. Don't you know anything about this?” Gestachi Young asked.

So someone nodded immediately: “It was as if some of the guys in the main city had come together to go to Cloud City and somehow got drunk, and their very opposite sky killed them. ”

"It seemed like they had been exterminated two or three times, and then they called more people to prepare for revenge. ”

“As a result, he was drunk and killed all the way back to the main city to escape. ”

“Then it seemed like the efficiency practice was about to start, so they didn't go on about it first, did they? ”

The owners all have intelligence, you said something to me, repeat the sad things that read the wind cream.

“Mr. Guy, do we just use these guys to go to Cloud City and get drunk?” One person asks.

“That time these guys didn't go on for half the time, they might have to have tens of thousands of people together, which is pretty powerful.” The boss said.

Gestachi Ying heard this sneer: “That's right, half the walk didn't go on, and if it went on, maybe it wouldn't be a thousand miles drunk by now. Boss, do you know about this? ”

“A little bit. One, two. ”

“One, two? I don't think so. Boss Ya's first wave of efficiency practice of 30 castles, unbiased, just about includes all of these people's castles, must have more than 20? Boss Ya wouldn't tell me it was a coincidence, would he? From the map, there's no connection between these 20 or more castles!” Gestachi Ying said.

“Of course not. Someone asked me to develop these castles first.” The nitrite root is also refreshing.

“Oh, who is it?” Gestachi Young asked.

“Very anti-heavenly man. ”

“And you did it? ”

Nod the nitrite root.

“How could Boss Ya be so obedient?” Gestachi Young smiled.

“It's very counterproductive, but it's a big client in our studio, and it's just a show of hands for me. What difference does it make for me to develop which castles first?” The nitrite root shrugged his shoulders.

“How big can it be?” Gestachi Ying said.

The nitrite root smiled: “Why is Mr. Guy joking with me again? It would be very counterproductive, but his value I think the boss should know better than I do! Isn't it just because Mr. Guy knows so much about their value that he's in a lot of trouble? ”

“So I didn't get anything, boss Ya got it? ”

“Not even close!” The nitrite root shook its head.

Seeing Gestachi Ying not talking, the nitrite root opens its mouth: “Speaking of which, these more than twenty castles can't see anything on the map, why do they all run out of players to go to Cloud City to find the very opposite trouble? Do you know anything about this, Mr. Guy? ”

“Who knows?” Gestachi is a faint tunnel.

The other bosses listen to these two guys and you say what I say and you don't dare go up there and say anything. Until now, when both of them stopped, someone cautiously said, "Can those people get together again? ”

“This will require some energy from all of you here.” Gestachi Ying said, "I think all of you here have a certain ability to influence some clubs, right? If these people can get together again, we need you to work hard. ”

That's enough. Just five nights ago in 26 castles, who wouldn't? In fact, in their experience, you can already see that these are the main cities where things are happening. Rumors are spreading too fast, not intentionally. Never.

In this conversation between nitrite root and Gestachin, you've heard a little bit of flavor. But there's too much detail they don't want to ask, and by now they all know what they're supposed to do. If you can ignite the wind, you can ignite the wind directly. If you can flank the side, go flank the side. The Inkie family's intelligence network is large enough, but it's no better than the intelligence network of all the studios in the industry combined. Gestachi Ying knew very well that they had come together to talk about PK, which must not have been enough to get drunk a thousand times a person killed, but they were pushing for more power to get drunk a thousand miles.

Twenty-six main towns will be able to re-expedite Cloud City, driven by their combined efforts.

“Is it really going to be fun to fight this time?” The boss showed his men how emotional he was.

“Well, there's never been a PK of this magnitude in the game, has there?” Another humane one.

“See what I can say. If you say the number of participants, that doesn't count, there have been a lot of big PKs in Light Moon and Night City, and there must be more people involved than that. But in terms of quality, this time it is unmatched. Twenty-six castle masters have gathered together, something that has never happened before.” One said.

“But can it be difficult to tell if you've come all this way to fight in the open air? ”

“Quality on one side, quantity on the other, is hard to say. ”

“Whatever it is, just as long as you're drunk enough to die in the rebels. ”

“That guy's so sick, he's not all dead, is he? ”

“Is there such a pervert? ”

“What are you asking me? I don't understand.” A boss who didn't even reach the tenth level said.

“Anyway, let's get these people started. We can't think of another way.” The first speaker of the meeting made a statement. At the end of the day, he said to Nitrogen and Gestachi Ying: “Gentlemen, before you solve a thousand miles of drunkenness, stop the development of efficiency leveling to prevent any disturbances. How about that? ”

“I'll be fine.” Nitrogen said.

“I have a little suggestion.” Gestachi Ying suddenly said.

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Almost before entering tomorrow, there is another one... the day ticket, the month ticket, the year ticket and all that! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)