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Chapter Fourteen Friends

I study for an hour and then continue to exercise. When I feel hungry, I find a well-proportioned nutritional solution from the refrigerator until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Nie Yan's home phone rang.

"Hello, who is this?" Nie Yan picked up the phone and asked.

"Nie Yan, let's go out and play together. I'm almost bored to death staying at home."

Nie Yan recognized this voice at once. It was Tang Yao. The pages in his memory were turned over again. Tang Yao was his best friend. They grew up wearing open-crotch pants together. Later, when Tang Yao's family became rich, they moved

After arriving in the city, their family has a beautiful villa in Ningjiang, and they only come here to stay for a while during summer vacation.

Tang Yao was a very loyal person. When Nie Yan was in a difficult situation in his previous life, Tang Yao risked being discovered by Cao Xu and secretly helped Nie Yan, which made Nie Yan's life much easier.

But Tang Yao had a shortcoming. He liked to flirt with women. Once, while drinking in a bar, he got jealous of others and was beaten to death. Because the other party had a great background, the case was dropped.

Tang Yao, it's great that you are still alive. I will never let something like that happen again in this life.

Nie Yan's tears welled up all of a sudden, and he was filled with hot tears.

"Hey, Nie Yan, you're dead, please say something."

"Where to go?" Nie Yan calmed down his emotions and asked.

"Let's go PK, are you interested? Faith is very popular recently, have you tried it?"

"I played, two-level blast thief." Nie Yan said, the PK bar is a place in the form of a game entertainment club. Players can call up the characters in the game and compete with others in various scenes to compete in PK. This kind of PK will not

Increasing the experience of game characters will not affect the progress of the game, but occasionally it is possible to win one or two pieces of equipment through gambling between players.

"You're a good boy. You've already upgraded to two levels. When did you buy the gaming helmet?" Tang Yao asked with some surprise. He remembered that Nie Yan's family was not rich.

"It's been a while."

"Come on, let's go to the PK bar and hang out. I have level three arcane skills." Tang Yao showed off with a little pride.

Nie Yan smiled slightly. It is human nature for a child of eighteen or nineteen to show off something, but he is already past that age.

At this stage, those who can advance to level three are all players with relatively good skills, accounting for about one-tenth of the players. But Nie Yan knows that it is still a bit behind to go PK with Tang Yao's skills. PK

There are still many masters there, and basically all the masters in Ningjiang are gathered there.

"We can go play, but you better not gamble." Nie Yan said. In his impression, Tang Yao was very good at gambling, but he always lost, but he still enjoyed it. Fortunately, Tang Yao didn't have any pocket money.

If there is a lot, it doesn't hurt to lose. In today's education, parents will not give their children too much money to avoid raising their children into playboys.

"When did you become such a mother-in-law? Come on, I'm going downstairs."

"Okay." Nie Yan responded helplessly. He knew Tang Yao's character and it would be impossible for him not to gamble. He just hoped that he could remind him to restrain himself by being there.

In his last life, he didn't get well because of his illness, so he didn't go. I heard that Tang Yao lost more than 3,000 yuan that time.

Nie Yan washed away his sweaty body, put on his clothes, and walked downstairs.

"Why are you so lazy?"

As soon as Nie Yan arrived downstairs, Tang Yao drove over in a hover car and parked next to him.

Nie Yan suppressed his excitement. He hadn't seen Tang Yao for a long time. Now Tang Yao was just a little chubby guy. Like Nie Yan, he only grew taller in his senior year of high school. At that time, Tang Yao was just a little chubby.

Yao, handsome and unrestrained, was completely different from what he is now.

"I took a shower."

"Get in the car, hurry up, I managed to sneak out, and my dad will have to ask me to help him later." Tang Yao urged.

Nie Yan opened the door and got in the car.

"We haven't seen each other for almost a year, and you still haven't grown up."

"Same for you." Nie Yan said with a smile. This feeling of intimacy and familiarity has returned. Tang Yao, we haven't seen each other for almost three years.

"I lost more than a thousand in the PK bar yesterday. Master, I'm so angry. I must win the pants off those boys." Tang Yao said bitterly, stepped on the accelerator, and the hover car shuttled away like an arrow.

"How many of them are black people?" Nie Yan recalled that there were a few people in his memory who were hooligans from the neighborhood. When he was in school, he was often bullied by these people.

"It's just a few of them. I wanted to vent my anger on you yesterday." Tang Yao said gloomily.

In Tang Yao's impression, Nie Yan has always been cowardly, the kind who dare not say anything when bullied. Tang Yao has always defended Nie Yan. But Tang Yao doesn't know that Nie Yan is no longer the coward he used to be.

Nie Yan was afraid of trouble.

"Hey, Master Tang, you're here, you're quite on time." A dark-skinned, skinny boy, only 18 or 19 years old, walked up. The clothes on his body had not been washed for who knows how many days, and when he spoke,

It's a runny smell.

His name was Wei Kai. Because his skin was very dark and he could not see anything if he put it at night, Nie Yan and Tang Yao once doubted whether he had African ancestry. Nie Yan and Tang Yao secretly called him a black man. Later, he became a black man.

As the nickname spread, Wei Kai began to hate Nie Yan and Tang Yao, but he was a little afraid of Tang Yao because Tang Yao's father was the general manager of Linzhou Airlines and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he would

Make trouble for Nie Yan.

Behind Wei Kai there were five others who were younger than him, and they were all in his group.

"That boy Nie Yan is here too, tsk tsk, I didn't teach him enough last time."

The boys glanced at Nie Yan.

In his previous life, Nie Yan heard that Wei Kai had committed something and went into exile in another galaxy, and then there was no news about him. After his rebirth, Nie Yan would not take a few hooligans seriously at all psychologically.

, As for the bullying I suffered at that time, does it make sense to pursue it now?

"Don't worry, they don't dare to do anything to you as long as I'm here." Tang Yao comforted Nie Yan in a low voice.

Nie Yan nodded.

Tang Yao couldn't help but take another look at Nie Yan. Nie Yan seemed to be particularly calm today and thought to himself, this kid has become bolder.

"Stop talking nonsense, have you brought any money?" Tang Yao looked at Wei Kai and said.

"Don't worry, I brought two thousand, but you still have to pay today's venue fee." Wei Kai took out a bank card and waved it.

"The show fee of more than 100 yuan is calculated like this." Tang Yao curled his lips in disdain, showing no mercy.

"I'm not as rich as Master Tang. We ordinary people can only care about these small amounts of money." Wei Kai said happily without being angry at all.

With an adult's perspective, Nie Yan re-examined Wei Kai and found that although Wei Kai was just a bastard, he was shrewd in his aura. People like Wei Kai were more involved in society and had more knowledge.

"Yeah, it's just because you have a rich father. What's the big deal?"

The boys behind Wei Kai couldn't stand Tang Yao, so they started scolding him.

Tang Yao was a very good person to his friends. The reason why he spoke so harshly today was probably because Wei Kai and others often bullied Nie Yan.

Tang Yao ignored those boys, walked to the bar, took out two hundred and left it on the bar, and said: "Boss, open a private room. You don't have to look for the rest. Ask the waiter to bring you some drinks. I don't want Coke."

"Box No. 6, this is your box card." The boss handed Tang Yao a card and said.

"Master Tang, please go first." Wei Kai said with a smile. His eyes glanced at Nie Yan. The two looked at each other, and Nie Yan looked at him calmly.

Wei Kai was a little surprised. Nie Yan today seemed different from the past. In the past, Nie Yan would be very timid and fearful when seeing him, but today, he was unusually calm.

The group of people walked towards Box 6.

Nie Yan and others entered the box. The box was divided into two areas, each with five recliner-like machines. Players can do 1v1, 2v2, 3v3, 4v4, 5v5. If you want to engage in team battles, you need to enter a larger box.

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Nie Yan and Tang Yao entered an area, closed the door, and separated themselves from Wei Kai and others with glass.

"What level of black people are you?" Nie Yan looked at Tang Yao and asked.

"Level 3 Mad Swordsman." Tang Yao said. He only won three of the ten games he played yesterday. After returning home, he asked his father's subordinate to get him an arcane air blast skill book and replaced it with an arcane spell.

Bronze equipment, prepare to win a few games and win back everything you lost yesterday.

Ten games, 200 each.

"What skills do you have?" Nie Yan asked. After all, he has played Faith for so many years. Although he has never played Arcane, he has never eaten pork. He has seen pigs running and has PKed with Arcane countless times.

I still know a little bit about it.

"Arcane missiles, arcane fireballs, arcane flames, arcane air blasts, arcane magic regeneration." Tang Yao said casually. He didn't think Nie Yan knew much about faith. He had already practiced it to level three, and Nie Yan was only level two.

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"How much blood, how many demons?"

"One hundred and twenty points of blood, one hundred and fifty points of magic." Tang Yao said, his equipment was pretty good among level three arcane spells.

"Have black people learned to collide?" Nie Yan asked. He was wondering, since he was equipped with such equipment, why did Tang Yao lose in the previous life?

"learned."

"No wonder." Nie Yan suddenly realized that after a mad swordsman learns collision, if he uses it well, he can defeat arcane magic very well.

"It's about to begin." Tang Yao said, picking up the gaming helmet.

Tang Yao was probably going to lose. Nie Yan thought about it and decided to keep watching. If Tang Yao lost too badly, he would take action again.

They scratched their ID cards on the device and put on the gaming helmet. The device here will automatically extract the player information in the faith database and make a copy. Then they can compete here. Since it is copied information, with

Beliefs are irrelevant.

Everyone entered the game, and Nie Yan and the five teenagers were placed in the audience. The arena was random, and the first one was the mountain.

Encountering mountainous terrain is very beneficial to Austrian magic.

Tang Yao and Wei Kai were ready, and as a system prompt sounded, the two started fighting.

"Hey, kid, it's been a long time. It's not bad. I'm a two-level blast thief. Are you interested in playing?" The person who spoke was one of the five guys. Nie Yan vaguely remembered that this guy's name was Shi Feng.

Two-level combat thief!

There is an essential difference between combat thieves and blast thieves. Combat thieves have a more elegant name called rangers. Like blast thieves, they have stealth skills, but they focus more on fighting. They generally use short sword weapons and have good melee capabilities.

The professional characteristics are different, and it is impossible to tell which one is stronger and which one is weaker. There is no weakest profession in faith, only the weakest player.

Nie Yan glanced at Shi Feng and said calmly: "You are not worthy. It is really tasteless to choose a profession with such an unskilled content as a ranger."

"You deserve to be whipped. Believe it or not, I will whip you when I get out." Shi Feng did not expect that Nie Yan, who had always been submissive, would dare to speak rudely and cursed.

Nie Yan raised his eyebrows. They were just a few kids, so what did he have to fear? Although his body was still a little weak and far different from the peak state of his previous life, his fighting skills were more than enough to deal with a few kids. These kids

Gangsters are another level down from Wei Kai. They are just students. They dress up in a slutty manner and talk dirty words, so they think they are gangsters. They are still very childish. In fact, gangsterism is also a technical job.

"There is a way to make gestures."

"It's just a game. The stakes are too small and I'm not interested." Nie Yan said. It was not easy for him to deal with Shi Feng.

"You're a promising kid. I have three hundred here. How about we have a fight?" Shi Feng took out a bank card. Nie Yan, this kid, is getting more and more courageous. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he really doesn't know how high the sky is.

Already.

"Only for one game, I have 700 here." Nie Yan took out his bank card and swiped it, and it showed that the amount was more than 700. This amount of money was a huge sum of money for Nie Yan who was eighteen years old.

Already.

"Which of you has money, please lend me a few hundred dollars first." Shi Feng turned to the teenagers and said.

"I have two hundred here."

"I have a hundred."

"I have a hundred."

After borrowing four hundred, Shi Feng finally collected seven hundred. Shi Feng followed Wei Kai to hang out, but after all, he was just a gangster and had little money.

Nie Yan took a look at the battle between Tang Yao and Wei Kai. Since it was a mountainous terrain, Wei Kai's mad swordsman skills couldn't be used, so Tang Yao won. The next step was the plain terrain, and Tang Yao was expected to lose.

"Let's go." Nie Yan withdrew his gaze and said to Shi Feng.

The light and shadow in front of the two people switched, and they were in a jungle, with lush plants everywhere, and they were about fifty yards apart.

"Little pussy, let's see grandpa teach you how to behave."

Nie Yan smiled faintly, he was too lazy to argue with Shi Feng.

Shi Feng secretly muttered why Nie Yan looked so panicked today.

System: The game begins.

Nie Yan and Shi Feng entered the stealth state at the same time.

Stealth does not mean invisibility. When thieves use stealth skills, their bodies will blend into the background. If you don't observe carefully, it will be difficult to see. But if you pay close attention, you can still see the flaws.

Stealth tests the thief's stealth skills and agility, while anti-submarine tests the player's vision.

The two of them were approaching. Nie Yan stepped lightly and stepped away carefully when he encountered leaves or branches. There was no trace to be traced. After being a thief for so many years, it would be too embarrassing if Shi Feng, a newbie, discovered him. Nie Yan

His eyes were like lightning, and there was an irregular tremor in the branches of the jungle not far away. Looking at it carefully, he could see a vague human figure, and he quickly locked the position of Shi Feng.

Shi Feng moved slowly and carefully, observing carefully, but Nie Yan seemed to have completely disappeared, and no trace could be found.

The thief's concealment ability has a lot to do with the background color. The more complex the background color, the easier it is to be discovered. If the background color is only one color, it will be difficult for the opponent to detect it even if he observes carefully.

Just like a stick insect attached to bamboo, it completely blends into the background. Even if predators walk up to it, they can't find it.

Sneaking ability has a lot to do with the player's control ability. The route and pace taken when sneaking are very particular.

From Nie Yan's point of view, he didn't need to deliberately hide his traces at all. The act of concealment was like instinct, and it had already penetrated deep into his bones.

After ten years of being a thief, even a fool can become a master, not to mention Nie Yan's understanding is pretty good.

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