250 Speechless... let someone join the Yellow Turban Army?
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It wasn't until after killing the zombie lord and coming out of the cave that everyone chatted about going to the "Mercenary Hall" next time to find a mercenary group to watch, someone suddenly slapped his head and suddenly remembered that he and Murong Fei had arranged a meeting.
Nice thing to meet.
I was so embarrassed that I immediately checked the other party's friend status, and sure enough, he was offline.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and it was time for someone to log off, so he logged out with a depressed look.
When they arrived at the bar, someone still had a sad face and looked depressed. He was wiping the glass with his head lowered when a slender hand reached over and pinched his face mercilessly.
The person blushed and stepped back subconsciously, "Sister Bingli."
"Tsk, tsk, you're cheating again, Sister Bingli, why do you always eat Komatsu's tofu~" the fat bartender said with a smile.
"As for your old tofu... let's leave it to the inflatable doll..." Scar held a cigarette in his mouth, glanced sideways, and played with his cocktail shaker. Bingli smiled disapprovingly and sat at the edge of the bar.
"Hey, what's wrong with Xiaosong today? He's feeling depressed."
"Nothing." Xiao Song said quickly.
"Really?" Sister Bingli held a cigarette in her mouth with a smile and looked at him with her chin in her hands, "It's not due to the depression of adolescence, right? Just let me know if you need my sister to help you adjust~ You're welcome~"
"Boss, I also need to adjust..." The fat uncle joked with a smile. Before he could finish his words, he was elbowed by Scar. Scar slid over a glass of wine and said casually, "I heard that those few noodle sellers
The guy has been tried, probably to death."
"Oh." Bingli nodded casually, as if she didn't care, but someone was surprised, "Is it a crime to sell noodles these days?"
"If you don't want to talk, don't interrupt." The fat uncle patted Xiao Song's head gently and pulled him to the other side to clean the cup.
While someone was absentmindedly wiping the cup, he could still vaguely hear the conversation between the female boss and Scar. Scar was vaguely saying, "A few poisonous insects came here yesterday... and there are other guys... I want to treat you."
Also come forward... when the time comes... take advantage of the opportunity..."
"Who organized the plan?" Sister Bingli's voice became much softer.
"...some of the Black Dragon... Haihua... Geng Lin..."
"Oh...then..." The conversation became quieter and quieter, but someone had no intention of eavesdropping and was silently thinking about his own things.
About ten minutes passed.
"Ha! One more drink!" Sister Bingli called out. Someone probably had finished talking about the business. She immediately moved a few steps closer and said, "Sister Bingli."
"Well? What's wrong? You figured it out and plan to adjust it with your sister?" Sister Bingli smiled, enjoying the fun of teasing the innocent little virgin.
"No." Xiao Song blushed and touched his head, pretending not to understand and asked, "I encountered some trouble in the game. Let me consult you."
"Oh? Tell me about it?" Bingli immediately looked very enthusiastic.
"That's it...my things were stolen by a thief...I really want to get them back, but there's no good way..." Xiao Song rubbed his head.
"Oh! Within ten hours, the player who lost the item can get the lost item by killing the thief. Just kill him." Bingli said.
"Really? Why didn't I know!" Someone regretted, "But what should I do if it's already been ten hours?"
"Oh! There is also a common practice in the world! That is to find a way to move the thief to the red area. If he dies there, he will have a high chance of losing things. He will often lose all his equipment, so there is a high probability of getting his things back.
"Bingli took another sip of wine, her face turned a charming reddish color, "Who is bullying you? Is your opponent strong? Do you want sister to help you kill him until he has no pants...?"
"It's just a green thief, I can deal with it." Xiao Song thought for a moment and nodded confidently, "Yes, what Sister Bingli said, I didn't expect that everything would be easier if you go to the red area.
"
"Qing Ni, that's all?... Boy, what level are you at? Such a big tone?" Bingli was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise.
"Oh...I, I'm level 26 now..." Xiao Song touched his head in embarrassment. Bingli almost spit out a mouthful of wine, "Are you level 26? The last time I saw your card, it was
It’s Huang Ni! It’s only been less than half a month, you’ve upgraded quickly enough!”
"Hey, luck, luck." Xiao Song believed that he had a good traditional Chinese virtue - humility.
"Well, I never asked, which district are you from?" Bingli looked at him and suddenly became interested. Because she knew Komatsu was a rookie and was a newbie, she didn't usually discuss games with him.
"District 12." Xiao Song thought for a moment and told the truth, but his heart screamed that it was not good.
"What a coincidence. I'm also in District 12. My nickname is Mrs. Ya. You can follow me online. I'll find a few people to help you brush up. You can upgrade quickly." When she heard that she was from the same district, Bingli immediately said enthusiastically, "Yes.
Okay, Xiaosong, have you joined the mercenary group?"
Someone suddenly screamed in his heart that it was bad, screamed that it was bad, but he had to bow his head and answer honestly, "No, no."
"Oh!" Bingli took a sip of wine calmly, "Then hang out with me."
"..." Xiao Song's eyes were dull and he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word to refute. Joining the Yellow Turban Army? Is this...
"That's it. Follow me online tomorrow." Bingli stood up, stretched out, pinched Xiao Song's cheek again, and said with a smile, "Sister Zi Niyou, I will help you upgrade when the time comes.
"
"I... thank you and your whole family." Someone was about to cry but could only pretend to have a simple and lovely smile.
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The next day, I slept until noon, then ate and went to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet.
There was another burst of white light.
After going online, I found that all the other friends were there. At this time, there were still the last ten minutes before Hell was released from the prison. Everyone happily ran outside the gate of the Shacheng Prison to greet him.
Lei Zhan held his high-end "Ancient Egyptian Knife" in one hand and his silver-level "Shield of the Curse" in the other. His strong body was clad in heavy armor, and he led the charge straight into the Shacheng Prison with great arrogance, quite like a prison breaker.
Posture.
"Hey, hey, let me tell you, Radium War, in the Peace Zone, you can't put your equipment away? Is it heavy enough to carry?" A wizard lazily crossed his arms and suggested kindly.
"Forget it, ever since he got these two high-end pieces of equipment, especially this silver-level shield, he feels so beautiful that he has to show it off wherever he goes." A certain female mage made a face and smiled, "That's it.
Let him carry it, he is strong anyway."
"Ah, brother is out." Rourou's face was filled with joy, and she quickly walked toward the slowly opening door of the prison. The ones who walked through with her were a certain hunter and Dingdang.
"Brother." Someone smiled and patted the assassin on the shoulder. Hell also extended his hand and patted him kindly, "Thank you for helping Rourou to level up these days."
"Brother." Rourou was happy with tears in her eyes, "Oh, Rourou, it's not like we are separated by life and death." A certain female mage came over and smiled, "Isn't Hell with you every day after you log off? What did you do?
It’s really like that.”
"Idiot." Hell touched Rourou's head, and then took a closer look at Lei Zhan and someone, especially looking at someone a few times, "Hey, we haven't seen each other for a few days, you are all changing the situation.
Wildfire, this is your suit? Where did you get it?"
"They are all silver-level~~" Dingdang said very proudly and proudly, as if these good equipment were worn on her body.
"Even Dabai and Cotton are almost level 30?" Hell smiled, "It seems that if I don't upgrade, I will be overtaken by you. By the way, Rourou told me about the thief, that bastard
Are you online now?"
"Oh, about that thief, actually I just want to tell you." Xiao Song looked at everyone, "I heard someone tell me yesterday that if you want to take out what you want from the thief's arms, it's best to
When you go to the red light district to do business, the chance of losing something is higher."
"Yes! Why didn't we think of that before?" Mr. Blank nodded in agreement, "Didn't we pass through a 'bandit paradise' last time? The rich mining area near Shacheng is the red zone, right?"
"To put it lightly, is the thief a fool? If you tell him to go, he will go!" Little Soy Sauce rolled her eyes disapprovingly.
"Yeah... I can't see it coming." Lei Zhan interjected honestly.
"What can you do?" Hell looked at someone with a tacit understanding. Since the last "bandit crusade", he has a certain understanding of this captain. He doesn't have a good idea, this wild fire
You won’t speak easily, right?
"Well, yes, there is," Xiao Song glanced at Hell and Rourou in embarrassment, and touched his head, "I thought about it all night last night, and I felt that if I wanted to trick him there... of course, the beauty trap would be reliable after all.
"
"Okay! I'll go, I'll go!!" Mr. Blank immediately volunteered with bright eyes and raised his hand.
Xiao Song shook his head, "You can't do it. That thief knows you. You forgot that he stole something the first time and you scolded him."
"So, Master, don't you mean to say..." Dingdang immediately looked at Rourou who was shy and shook his head, "No, no, I don't think Rourou can do this."
