Today happens to be the weekend.

On the computers in the Internet cafe, six or seven out of ten are playing DNF, and the entire game channel is in pink.

And in the game public channel.

Dandelion's Promise: "Fighting Soul Guild, 1028."

Pure biological missile: "Top rich guild, Yulong Zai Tian, ​​985, up!"

…

The players in Guangnan District 1 were infected by the anger of these two guilds, and the two similar channels were so full that not even a fly could fly in.

The Moonlight Tavern was already crowded with melon-eating people, feeling the warm atmosphere of this wealthy man burning money in the game.

In the entire game channel information, there are only recruitment information for two guilds.

Even if the two sides have not made it clear, in the eyes of the players, they already know it clearly. The two sides are competing against each other.

These two guilds are buying buses for Lao Ma!

"Hey, there's something good to watch tonight. Yulong, who has been arrogant and arrogant recently, is eyeing Brother Sadness."

"An old king who has been silent for a long time, Brother Sadness, and another new king Yulong is about to ascend the throne. Two well-known wealthy players in Guangnan, one with a white hand and one with a red dog. I don't know how many trumpets the two of them will use this time..."

"Haha, both of them are not good things. They are wasteful things. Dog bites the dog and the hair is in the mouth!"

At this time, online players were talking a lot, and of course there were also online lemons, all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Yu Qing opened a trumpet and hung out on the 18th line, and quickly figured out the other party's nature and intentions.

"Steal the title of No. 1 in Guangnan?"

He laughed dumbly. Is there anyone who can take this false reputation?

Although this title was given by the original player, he has never acknowledged it.

However, if I remain silent this time and use this false reputation as a stepping stone, my reputation will not look good.

After that, how can I still be the anchor of Qiaoyiding?

Yu Qing backhandedly mailed another 10,000 speakers to Liu Chang's character.

Leaving Sadness: "Tonight, you two sisters will give me the horn. If the other party doesn't stop, don't stop."

Dandelion's Promise: "Okay, boss."

When Liu Chang saw his boss's order, his face turned bitter.

This trumpeting was definitely the most painful job she had ever received.

Because I have to sit for several hours and get paid thousands and thousands of dollars at a time, and judging from the current situation, I have to stay up all night.

However, she didn't complain much, after all, the boss was too generous and gave too much!

"Sister, do you want me to take your place first?" Liu Lu asked from the side.

"No need for now, you need to rest quickly. I won't be able to hold you any longer before I pick you up."

"OK."

…

At this time, the fighting spirit group was very lively.

Anti-killing Run Diyun said: "I'm going to wipe them out. These idiots actually came to provoke our big spirit fight. Brothers, do it with them!"

The porphyrin said: "Do it, do it, do it with a hammer, bring out some speakers first and then talk about it."

Counter-killing Leung Di Yu: "Hey, I just sent out hundreds of them, okay!"

Although the two current guilds did not openly criticize each other, any fool could see that the two sides were already getting angry.

Burning chest hair: "Damn, a bunch of bastards, how dare you mess with our boss, brothers, fuck them, trample them to death!"

Shengun De: "Yes, yes, step on their heads and pee. I have a silver scale breastplate, blue quality, amazing defense..."

Chapter 7 of Night: "What a profiteer, your mouth is full of wind and oil? It's full of sarcastic remarks!"

Brothel man: "That's right, the last time you sold me my 12 hunting revolver, it was 250 yuan, but the next day someone was selling it for 200 yuan!"

Burning Chest Hair: "Made, if the profiteers don't shed any blood in this guild trumpet battle, I will treat you like a chicken!"

Shengun De: "Haha, how did you know I didn't come out? Although I didn't send out the speakers, I have secretly mailed 200 speakers to the Dandelion Vice-President!"

200 speakers are already three to four hundred yuan, so it is really rare for a profiteer to be willing to take it out.

Liu Chang has actually been paying attention to the dynamics of the fighting spirit group.

After reading it, she decisively sent a screenshot to prove the matter.

Burning chest hair: "Ah haha, I didn't expect you to be quite righteous, Brother Niu. I wrongly blamed you..."

The chat in the spirit fighting group was lively, they shared the same hatred and the same enemy, and for a while the spirit of Zhong Er was overwhelming.

At the same time, the Yulong Guild group was as excited as if they had been given a shot of blood.

Yu Long, Yi Dao: "Brothers, let's get started. What's the first trench in Guangnan? It's just a false reputation. Our president is the most famous and trenchant in the first district of Guangnan!"

Yulong, Little Love Song: "Our Yulong is the number one guild in Guangnan District 1. What kind of fighting spirit is just a bunch of miscellaneous fish? It's just sad and a little rich. Let's see if he can survive our brother Long this time."

The money printing machine is..."

Yulong, Missile: "Haha, it's so cool! This is the first time so many speakers have been issued, Brother Long is so proud!"

In a certain luxurious villa, a handsome young man in his early twenties looked at the compliments on the screen and felt satisfied.

To him, money is just a number. The money his parents earn is spent on his son.

As long as money can buy happiness, then it is real happiness.

He doesn't mind if these frogs in the well treat him as a fool, because their lives are destined to be on different levels...

…

Yu Qing crossed her legs, finished watching "Rambo 4" and glanced at the game screen.

Dandelion's Promise: "Fighting Soul Guild, 4820."

Pure biological missile: "Top rich guild, Yulong Zai Tian, ​​4783, up!"

"That's it? Sure enough, the trumpet battle is the most boring thing..."

A speaker only costs one or two yuan, and it's almost 12 o'clock, so it's less than five thousand.

In other words, it took almost five hours before he threw ten thousand oceans into the sea.

"It's boring..."

Yu Qing curled his lips.

Then, he tidied up, took a cold shower, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.

the next day.

He got up as usual, exercised, and had breakfast.

Come back, walk into the study room, and wake up the computer.

Dandelion's Promise: "Soul Fighting Guild, 13620."

Gui Hai Yi Dao: "Top rich guild, Yulong Zai Tian, ​​13583, up!"

…

"Oh, it's been all night, and the other party hasn't stopped yet. Is he trying to get into trouble with me?"

When Yu Qing saw it, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

It seems that the other party is also a ruthless person. He would rather change the person to blow the trumpet in a wheel-to-wheel battle than to make a truce first.

Leaving Sadness: "You've been working hard all night, are you tired?"

Dandelion’s Agreement: “Uh, boss, I’m Xiao Lu, and my sister has just gone to take a rest.”

Leaving Sadness: "Oh, are you tired?"

Dandelion's promise: "It's okay, not very tiring."

Leaving the sadness: "If you can't hold it anymore, just tell me and I will support you for a while."

Yu Qing expressed concern. After all, he only had two employees. If they were exhausted, it would be more of a loss than a gain.

Dandelion’s Agreement: “Boss, you really don’t have to, it’s fun to play the trumpet.”

Seeing that the other party really didn't need help, Yu Qing no longer struggled.

This must be a protracted battle, and maybe it will take another day or two.

As long as the other party doesn't stop, he will definitely accompany him to the end, and it will be up to the two of them to see who surrenders first.

"It is our duty to rebuild the glory of Arad!"

"In this battle between red and white, I, Baile, want to beat the red prince. As I said, even if Jesus comes, it will be useless!"
To be continued...