The day-long operation has successfully divided the alliance between Ye Zi and the murderous maniac. After some people spread the news, the rift between Ye Zi and the murderous maniac has become deeper and deeper, almost to the point of being irreparable.
At this time, Binglan and fourteen others were gathering together to discuss the next action plan. According to Binglan's idea, the next step should be to talk to the murderer. As long as the murderer promised not to interfere in the dispute between Chenxi and Yeshe, she
He is completely confident that he can suppress the momentum of the night in Yongye City with the power in his hands.
Binglan was about to tell everyone her plan when she suddenly received a team application. The player Wenling Xianren applied to join the team.
I still have some impressions of Wenling Xianren's ID Binglan. In the guild group chats these days, Uncle Wenling is the one who can stay calmest. Many of his opinions coincide with Binglan's thoughts, so Binglan almost wants to
Without thinking, Wenling idlers were added to the team.
"Hello, uncle."
"Hello, Uncle Wenling!"
Others in the team took the initiative to say hello to the idlers in Wenling.
"Uncle, that's very bad. You little guys have made such a big fuss and you don't want to play with my old man. It's really shameful." Wenling idlers joked.
Originally, an uncle suddenly joined the team, and the atmosphere in the team was a bit dull. No one dared to talk nonsense, but after Wenling idlers said this, the atmosphere immediately became lively.
"I didn't expect that uncle is also a militant. Next time there is any action, we will definitely ask the Binglan boss to invite you out." Zeng Jun said with a smile.
"Okay, this is what you said. If you don't have my place next time, you will give me your place."
"Isn't uncle joining the team just to blame Binglan for not letting you participate in the event?" Binglan also joked.
"What are you talking about? Oh, do you all think that uncle is such a stingy person? Do you want to talk to the murderer next?" Uncle Wenling asked.
"Uncle already knows." Binglan was not surprised that Uncle Wenling could guess her intention at once.
"Is there a suitable candidate?"
"I plan to go there myself." Binglan replied.
Uncle Wenling: "No, he may not be willing to come out to meet with you now. Even if he is willing to come out, we probably won't be able to reach an agreement. Don't forget that the dozen of you made him very uncomfortable today."
"Uncle, does that mean there is already a more suitable candidate?"
"If you are willing to believe me, this old man, how about you let me invite him out for a chat?"
"Haha, uncle is also a member of Chenxi Guild now. If he doesn't want to see us, why is he willing to listen to uncle?" Binglan continued to ask.
Wenling Xianren laughed and said: "If you contact him directly in the game, you will definitely be rejected, but I have other methods. You don't need to ask about these. In short, just wait for my good news. Okay, you continue to work, I will log out first.
Already."
"How much do you think he said?" The Three Kingdoms of Qin and Han looked at Binglan, he was referring to the Wenling idlers who actively requested to go to the murderer to discuss things in secret.
"I don't know, but what he said makes sense. It's not suitable for any of us to go. The murderer was tricked by us today and he is probably holding a grudge now. It is really unlikely that he will sit down and talk to us."
??Gudao Teahouse is a relatively famous teahouse in Guangzhou. It is different from those restaurants and teahouses that are all over the streets and alleys for morning tea. The decoration here is very elegant, and the quality of the tea inside is the best among all the places that provide tea drinking services in the city.
, it is said that the price of a top-quality frozen oolong is usually more than one thousand yuan. In other words, anyone can go to ordinary places for morning tea, but Gudao Teahouse is a place where only rich people can afford it.
After receiving the call from the unknown number, the murderer originally planned to refuse, but when the other party revealed that the meeting place was the Gudao Teahouse, he immediately agreed. The murderer realized that the other party was probably coming to ask for a discussion.
Business partners to cooperate with.
Cooperation between merchants and game teams to jointly develop virtual industries in games is nothing new in modern times. Although the reputation of murderers among players keeps merchants who pay attention to corporate image at arm's length, this does not mean that no merchants are willing to cooperate with them.
Those notorious real estate developers don't care about corporate image, they only care about profits. There are not a few real estate developers who have cooperated with the murderer in some games in the past, so the murderer concluded that the other party is probably a professional
A small real estate businessman who develops some single rental apartments.
According to the progress of the game, the super main city is about to open. Compared with these entanglements in the secondary main city, the super main city is where big game teams like them run freely. As long as they can successfully seize the first place in the super main city
Territory, they have every chance to reverse the situation and get rid of the fate of being repeatedly overwhelmed by the Night Guild in recent years. Therefore, the killer attaches great importance to the first collaborator who comes to the door, because this is likely to be directly related to their success in the super main city.
The early development has laid a solid foundation for future land grabs.
The murderer walked into a private room of the Gudao Tea House at the agreed time. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a middle-aged man about 50 years old sitting behind the large coffee table. The other person was skillfully brewing a pot of Kung Fu tea.
Amidst the mist is a resolute face, vaguely revealing the shrewdness and strength unique to a successful businessman, which is very consistent with the image of a murderer's boss.
"Boss Wen, I'm sorry, I'm late." Although the murderer knew that he was not late but that the other party was early, he still had to say so on the surface.
"No, you didn't come late, you came very on time, sit down." The other party pointed to a mahogany sofa next to him and said.
"Boss Wen came to see me to discuss cooperation?" The murderer sat down and saw that the other party was silent for a long time, so he asked carefully.
"You can say yes, you can say no. Let me introduce myself first. I am a Wenling idler from the Dawn Guild."
When he heard that the other party claimed that his family belonged to the Dawn Guild, the murderer frowned and stood up, ready to leave.
"Young man, since you're here, why bother leaving in a hurry? It's not too late to sit down and listen to what I have to say before leaving. Even if you don't want to listen to the nagging of an old man like me, it's not a bad idea to help with digestion after meals.
"The other party did not raise his head, and his attention was still focused on the teapot in his hand.
The murderer thought for a moment, and since he was here, it would be nice to try a pot of oolong tea that costs more than a thousand yuan, so he sat down again and said in an arrogant tone: "Binglan sent you here, what do you think?"
It seems that you have found the wrong person when you want to beg for peace. The person who wants to deal with you is not us murderers but the night, we just collect money to do things."
The idler in Wenling handed the murderer a cup of tea and said: "Drink some tea first. The frozen oolong here is the best in the teahouses in Guangzhou. It tastes very good." He also took a sip of tea, and his mouth suddenly changed.
He then asked, "What did you just say, begging for peace? You are wrong. We don't need to pray for peace from anyone. On the contrary, I am here to save you."
The murderer laughed dumbly, "Save me? Are you kidding me? It's you, Chenxi, who are in trouble now. The decisive battle will take place in four days and you will definitely lose."
The idlers in Wenling did not answer the murderous maniac's words, and sighed: "What a pity, the president of the second largest guild in China does not know that his guild is on the verge of destruction. It is really pitiful and deplorable!"
The murderer shrugged and sneered: "It's obvious that you, Chen Xi, will soon be unable to withstand it, but you still have the mind to scaremongering here. It's so funny, haha, haha!"
The idler in Wenling suddenly stared into the murderer's eyes and asked: "Have you read the Three Kingdoms?"
"Read it, what's wrong?" The murderer was confused by the sudden question from Wenling idlers. What does the topic they just talked about have to do with the Three Kingdoms?
The idlers in Wenling said seriously: "If you really help the night to extinguish our morning light, it will be your turn soon. Do you understand the meaning of lips dying and teeth cold? Since you have read the Three Kingdoms, you should know that there is no permanent existence in this world.
If the alliance wants to remain strong, it must either dominate the world or restrict each other. Do you think you murderers have the ability to dominate the world? No! Then you can only choose the path of restricting each other."
Wenling Xianren paused and continued: "What's more, you know the origin of Binglan and Yese. If we are really pushed into a hurry, in order to survive, Binglan will first pretend to agree to associate with Yese Shinhwa to unite the two families.
Then the first one to perish will be your murderous demon."
Speaking of this, Wenling Xianren suddenly pointed at the murderer. The murderer's body shivered involuntarily, and the Wenling Xianren's words sent chills down his spine.
But the murderer couldn't be scared so easily. He quickly calmed down and snorted: "Huh, in the final analysis, your purpose is just to persuade us to follow the example of the Sun and Liu Alliance and join forces with you first to suppress the night and then Xu.
The picture divides the world, but what good does this do to us? Why should I listen to you? Besides, although your Chenxi is developing well now, once the super main city is opened, the entire Night Guild and the members of the Murderous Guild from all over the country will gather together.
, just because you have only 5,000 people, you still want to dominate the world, it’s just a dream.”
"Who said we were dreaming?" Wenling Xianren's voice suddenly raised an octave, "Don't go there. Now that the entire history has joined the Dawn Guild, didn't Night Myth give you five million (actually only one million,
The idle people in Wenling deliberately exaggerated the number five times to anger the murderer)? You think that we are too worthless. You want to destroy our entire guild for a mere five million. Even if you are given ten to five million, you will not
There is no way to destroy our History Studio, which is determined to dominate the world and no one can stop it."
"You definitely didn't come here just to tell me this. What do you want me to do?" The murderer's tone had begun to soften. This was completely frightened by the strong aura of the idlers in Wenling.
"You don't have to do anything. We will resolve the grievances between us and Yezi ourselves. I came to you today just to inform you not to interfere in our disputes. Young man, believe me. Let's take a rest now.
Development is definitely much more important than your mere 5 million."
The murderer was puzzled, "Since you keep saying that recuperation is important, why don't you try to avoid the night and instead fight them directly."
"We are different from you. Although the Dawn Guild has recruited some people through the long history and the reputation of Brother Brick, these people now have no sense of belonging to the guild, so we still need a hearty victory to establish our authority."
The murderer thought for a while. Anyway, under the deliberate sabotage of these guys, the already unstable alliance between them and the night has already had huge cracks. He can't receive the 1 million promised by the night myth. Why not sell the morning light?
It was a favor, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I accept your suggestion."
