VRMMO: The Unrivaled

“Happy! ”

“Impeccable! ”

“Kill!”

“Move!”

When I got up, I heard that Ghost Valley and Doo-13 were killing each other in the lobby.

“You two, get ready. Around 3: 00 p.m., North Plough Snow and Bag Mama are in Suzhou. For your sincerity, let's pick them up together! ”

“Okay!”

Du Xiao dropped his card and laughed: "By the way, Lu Du, how many levels have you practiced? ”

“Class 52, what about you? ”

“Almost. One and a half times a day. ”

I looked at the time, and I said, "It's getting late. I'm going to take a bath. We're leaving in half an hour! ”

“Why so early? ”

“Nonsense, our studio is so poor, we don't have a private car, of course we have to take a taxi. ”

“ …… ”

I went into the bathroom, took off my clothes, I had a dark cold in my heart, I didn't know what was going on, I had a bruise on my arm, it seemed that my body was showing symptoms again.

“Wow!”

Open the curtains, the sun falls on your arms, and suddenly the pain of a drill strikes and those bruises disappear at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

Relaxed, I leaned against the cold wall, let the cold water wash my body, the scene appeared in my head after entering the sky, then laughed, no matter how much time God gave me, at least for some time, I will let this virtual world vibrate me, let the ancient sword soul dream of the world!

At more than two o'clock, we met downstairs, and the three of us called a taxi straight to the train station. The gap between North Plough Snow and Bag's mother's train was less than an hour, so we could pick it up together.

At the passenger exit, I and Ghost Valley, Tu Xiao stretched my neck and looked out.

“This time it was snowy in the north, it should be coming out soon.” I grabbed my phone, looked at the text message time, nodded: “That's right, this is the ride! ”

13 Q. “Xiaobei doesn't know how many of us, what should we do? ”

“It's okay, in the game, she saw you. ”

“Okay.”

The flow of people and the fact that many of the students who visited their friends in the summer became the main group of people on this journey made it even more difficult for us to receive guests.

At this moment, a beautiful MM in a plaid shirt and a black skirt walked over, carrying a large bag, dragging a suitcase the size of a container, outside the passenger's exit, she was excited, her face filled with laughter, and she stood in the square and shouted out: “Suzhou, here I am! Bloody mercenary, I'm coming! ”

“Shit!”

Me and Doo-thirteen face each other, this MM in black silk socks is our little North Plough?

Ghost Valley walks up low and says, "Hey, pretty girl, you want to lead the way? ”

North Ploughsnow looked back at Ghost Valley and said, "Take me to the new district. How much is the directions? ”

“Five dollars!” Ghost Valley stretched out five fingers.

The snow nodded carefully: "Okay, are you a bad guy? ”

“No!”

“Oh…”

I walked up to the front, and the snow looked at me and said, "Who is this guy? Do you know him? ”

Ghost Valley grinned: "Oh, this is an employee of our directions company, who specializes in carrying bags for customers, you can assume he's a buddy. ”

Northwestern Snow reached out and handed me the bag.

I was speechless. I took it and cautioned: "Xiao Bei Zhui, your dress is too short...”

“Ah?! ”

The snow in the north opened its mouth and suddenly its eyes flickered out, laughing: “You... you're not just the boss of Folding Sand? ”

“Mmm.”

I mean Ghost Valley, and I said, "This is our shield, Ghost Valley, Death Knight! ”

“Oh!”

Du Xiao walked forward and laughed: “I am an outstanding master, a warrior in the blood studio. ”

“Oh?” opened a pair of naive, innocent eyes, asking, "Do we have any other fighters in our studio besides Big Dirt? ”

DUXIII: “…"

Ghost Valley laughs: “Whoever keeps you from exporting every activity, just hook up with the girls, so they will definitely ignore you! ”

I looked at the time, and I said, "Northbound, we'll wait half an hour. Bag's mom's coming. Let's go to the studio later, okay? ”

“Well, you're the boss, listen to you! ”

“Huh. ”

I can see that the North Plough Snow costume is quite trendy, but people still know how to govern, which gives me great comfort. If the studio comes with a little girl who doesn't know how to govern, it would be troublesome to bring back three to five men apart.

Leaning against the railing, I pressed the suitcase handle and chatted with North Pluto...

“Boss!” North Pluto looked at me with a smile and said: “I never saw your face in the game. I didn't expect you to be a handsome man in reality! ”

I was embarrassed to smile, and the word "sort of" was subtle, either to say "yes," or to say ”no," which was a cunning word.

“Xiao Beizhu, how old are you this year?” I asked.

“19, what's wrong? ”

“Oh, just ask. ”

The snow burst into the north and he looked at me with a smile. “Boss, why don't you ask me if I have a boyfriend? ”

"It's okay," I said with a smile. "The bloody mercenary studio is not confined to the differences between girls and young women. Besides, I'm not Doo-13. How can I ask such questions? ”

“Hmm...”

The snowflakes in the north expressed a slight dissatisfaction with me.

At this time, Tu Xiao walked over with a bag of ice cream and asked: "Xiao Beizhou, do you have a boyfriend? ”

The only MM in the studio was petrified by a phrase, and North Ploughsnow secretly told me: “Boss, you know too much about Brother 13...”

I laughed. Thirteen and I have known each other since we opened our crotch pants. I know how many hairs he has. How could I not understand his habits?

Shortly afterwards, a man with a full face appeared at Suzhou Station, full of meat, his face filled with harmless lazy smiles of humans and animals, not others, just linen bags, real name Ma Dai!

Well, that's a very brave name.

“Mama Bag, welcome to Suzhou! ”

I walked up, reached out my hand, and introduced myself: “My name is Lu Dust, Tianzheng ID Folding Sand, Honorary Director of the Blood Mercenary Studio and Director of the Garbage Disposal Institute, Deputy Director of the District Street Office, you can call me Lu Director. ”

The linen bag laughed and shook my hand: “Director Lu Du, you need to take care of it more in the future. This 25-year-old residential man is going away for the first time to live in another city, and there will be many more trouble for you in the future. ”

I nodded, "It's okay, we'll be brothers in the future. Why are you saying these kind words? ”

At this point, North Pluto walks forward, heads up, and smiles, "Bag, are you really only 25? He's only a year older than Lu Dun, but how can you look like an uncle? ”

“Uncle...”

The fat on the linseed bag's face twitched a little and smiled. “North snow, right? Girl, Uncle, there's sugar here. You have to listen to me! ”

The old man laughed obscenely and took a few steps back when the snow was nervous. He immediately held my arm and said: “Boss...”

I consoled, "It's all right, the Bloody Mercenary Studios are rulers. Come on, let's go back, assign a room, put your luggage down and eat. We'll dust the two of you tonight. Don't get drunk! ”

“Okay!”

Studio, I was relieved of the suitcase of North Plough Snow, I was so tired and sweaty, it was too TNDD heavy to imagine how much luggage a little girl would have.

When the linen bag walked into the studio, he said with emotion, "Wow, it's so spacious! ”

I nodded: "Four rooms and a hall, rented, the rent will be deducted from the working capital of the studio in the future. ”

“Well, how is the room allocated?” Ask the linen bag.

Suddenly, all the men in the place had their eyes all over the snow in the north, and this beautiful little girl seemed to care.

“Cough...”

I interrupted people's minds, and the words were: "North Pluto lives in the easternmost room, I live next door, Ghost Valley lives in the second room to the west, and Thirteen and Bag Mother squeeze together in the westernmost room to add another bed. ”

Snowflake smiled. “Okay! ”

Ghost Valley's face was calm and he didn't seem to care much about how to allocate it, more about how to make himself stronger in the game.

Douxiao shouted and objected.

Mommy Bag looked at Doo Xiao with love, like looking at her own child, I know, in that case, it will definitely be very harmonious in the future.

Installing gaming equipment, pulling wires and all that, she herself took out a piece of clothes from the suitcase and hung it in the closet, and soon it was full, like opening a clothes store.

I looked up and said, "Northbound, the internet is working. ”

“Well, thank you, boss! ”

The North Pluto smiled and was folding with a pink bra in his hand.

I petrified for three seconds, laughing, turning around and laughing like a silver bell in the North.

At night, around 7 o'clock, in the Qinlan Hall.

A full table of rice is served, I want two bottles of good white wine and a glass of fruit juice for North Pluto.

North Pluto looked at a delicious table and couldn't help but move his index finger. He pinched his chopsticks and laughed: “Wow, I haven't been out for dinner in a long time. The food at the hotel is fragrant! ”

”I glanced at her delicate arm and laughed.“ Eat more and see how thin you are... "

“ …… ”

Mama Bag laughed and raised her glass: “No, for the bloody mercenary, for the future of the studio, let's do it first? ”

“Fuck!”

Wine glasses collide, drinks and thorns.

Alcohol is a good thing to be intoxicated and to take off false human beings from each other's guarded outfits, and that's the truth about spitting after alcohol.

After three tours, one blush, obviously a little high.

Mommy Bag hugged Doo-13's shoulder and laughed: “I used to be a lonely person, now I'm so happy to find you brothers! Lu Dun, shall we have another drink? ”

“Come on!”

Cheers again, it's hot in my stomach, this wine is really powerful!

And then I stood up, and I looked so solemn, and I pressed the cup, and I said, "Brothers, I have to tell you one thing first! ”

“Oh?! ”

DUXIII, Ghost Valley and Bag Mama all showed a strange look. Northwestern snow also looked at me and asked, "Lu Du, what is it? ”

“The original intent of the bloody mercenary! ”

“Oh, what is it?” The linen bag opened its eyes.

I faintly said: "If you've played spirits, you'll remember an ID, called dust falling..."

“Dust? ”

The linseed bag became serious: “You mean the falling genius? The dust that was glorified by the lonely tomb? ”

Blinking like snow in the north, he said, "I've also heard, like the Allied Tomb of the Watermelon Guild once said before retreating: ‘The candle shadows are messy, the dust falls on the two of us, we need to be safe./Is that so? ”