City J. Dihuo Bar in the red light district. The young bartender who was wiping glasses at the bar suddenly sneezed heavily, yawned, and the glass in his hand almost slipped out.
"Ay--!" Xiao Song sneezed again and rubbed his nose depressedly. Who is scolding me?
"What's wrong, Xiaosong? Do you have a cold?" Dao Ba glanced over with a cigarette in his mouth.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt uneasy and uneasy." Xiao Song frowned slightly, feeling a bit ominous.
"Is the air conditioner turned on too high? I'll turn it down." The fat bartender with a smile went to adjust the air conditioner thoughtfully. Scar glanced at Xiao Song, "My body is weak! Young people need to exercise more. Look at you.
He looks listless, come on, have a cigarette."
Scar handed over the cigarette case, and Xiao Song put one to his lips and tried to light it. This was not the first time he smoked, and the embarrassed look he had before when he was choked and wandering around was no longer there.
After taking a puff of the cigarette, Xiao Song held it on his fingertips and looked at it again, "Why don't you feel as choked as before?"
"Haha, the cigarette is still the same as before, you have changed, kid!" Scar smiled, "What have you been doing lately? Why are you a little listless?"
"I don't get enough sleep. I don't get off work until after two o'clock in the morning every day." Xiao Song touched his head and said innocently.
"Sleep during the day, you don't work during the day." As Scar was saying, a fly flew around the bar, and the fat bartender immediately slapped it with a towel.
"Hey, I went to play games during the day." Xiao Song said a little embarrassed.
"Oh, it's the one from the demon world?... This game is so fun, you two are so addicted every day." Scar shrugged, looking very suspicious.
"Young man, you should play more, you damn fly! Let's see if I don't swat you to death!" the fat bartender interrupted while swatting the fly. But the fly was very cunning and avoided the waving towel and jumped from the bar counter.
It flew to the top of the wine cabinet.
With a "pop" sound, Scar produced a small flying knife in his hand from nowhere. He flicked it and with a "swish", the flying knife shot out and stabbed firmly on the wine cabinet.
Under the tip is the dead body of a fly.
"Wow! What a great swordsmanship!" Xiao Song opened his eyes wide and blurted out in admiration. He was about to ask Brother Scar to teach him his special skills, but was interrupted by a voice from behind.
"I'm going to die!! My wine cabinet!!!" A female voice screamed. Sister Bingli walked to the bar, first pulled out the throwing knife, then touched the lower dent on the wine cabinet distressedly, and then fiercely
He turned around and pointed at Scar and yelled, "Damn Scar!
!You wasteful thing!! How many times have I told you not to use my precious furniture to practice swordsmanship! This is a wine cabinet made of Burmese pear wood, do you know! I imported it for twenty-five dollars, and it is a limited edition!! You
Do you want to die?!"
"Old, boss...I was wrong..." Scar, who was originally tough, lowered his head weakly under the spitting accusations from the female boss.
"If you make a mistake, it's over?! This month's salary will be halved!" Bingli slapped the bar table with a fierce look. Scar had no room for resistance, and he didn't dare to say anything even if he was aggrieved.
The fat bartender lowered his head and was enjoying himself, looking like he was gloating about his misfortune.
"Xiao Song!" After scolding Scar, Bingli turned her head and aimed her gaze at Xiao Song again.
Xiao Song was startled, stood up straight and responded, "Here we come!"
"What the heck! You thought this was the teacher's roll call!" Bingli slapped him on the head rudely, then said with a smile, "You are still playing "Foreign World" recently, right? How is it?
Didn’t I ask you to add me as a friend? Why haven’t I received your message yet?”
"Ah... that... I, I forgot your game nickname..." someone hesitated.
"What a fool you are! I've been waiting for you. I promised you to join our mercenary group." Bingli looked at his inexplicable shyness in a funny way. Although she knew that he probably wasn't telling the truth, she still couldn't.
Without asking in detail, "My nickname is Mrs. Ya. You can add me online tomorrow. If I'm not online, you can find a mage named 'Bloody Bones'. They are still short of people in the team. I told him this last time."
It’s over. Do you remember?”
"Oh...oh..." Xiao Song agreed without hesitation, while thinking in his heart with cold sweat: It's over, it's over...it seems that this level cannot be avoided.
Joining the Yellow Turban Army? You’re going to die! I’ve never dreamed of it!
"Oh shit! If you forget it again, you will be dead, you know?!" Bingli glared at Xiao Song fiercely, making Xiao Song shrink his neck in fear.
"Got it!!" Xiao Song answered loudly and clearly this time.
***
It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.
The next day.
After another burst of white light, Hunter Wildfire came online.
"Master~~~~~" Dingdang greeted him as usual, but someone was worried and was not in the mood to pay attention to it.
I checked my friend information and found that other teammates are not online yet.
Xiao Song did it so early on purpose, because he knew that Sister Bingli must still be sleeping at this time. She usually sleeps until one or two o'clock in the afternoon before getting up.
Xiao Song thought it would not be so embarrassing to secretly add friends when she was not online.
He took out the communicator of the Sun Badge and entered Bingli's game ID. Sure enough, he found that she was currently not online.
"There's no other way, let's fight!"
You have to obey the boss's orders. Someone gritted his teeth and sent a friend request. Of course, there was no reply because the other party was not online.
After hesitating for a moment, someone searched for the nickname "Jian Bones" again. This player was online. He was a male player, Zi Ni's mage, and his team was called "Bones Family".
Hearing this name, I feel that he is quite a "cheap" person. It is not a good idea to call him "cheap bones". Is he really mean or not fake?
Although he was a little reluctant, remembering the look that Sister Bingli gave him last night, someone still shook his hand and obediently sent a friend request.
"Hello? Looking for me?" A soft, soft voice came from the communicator.
"Hello... I'm Mrs. Ya..." Before Xiao Song could finish speaking, the other party immediately interrupted with sudden realization, "Oh! It's you! We are spawning monsters! Come on!!"
"Oh, where are you?" Xiao Song asked.
"Storm Bluff! Guitou Mountain! Come on! I'm about to go in, waiting for you." The other party casually reported a place name, but someone was speechless and vomited blood, "Isn't it? Storm Bluff? I'm only twenty.
Level nine! How about Lanni?"
Although I have never been to Storm Bluff, I once heard from a certain wizard, Little Soy Sauce, that generally those who can go to Storm Bluff are those with Qing Ni or above, and Guitou Mountain is an even more dangerous place, and there are people with super powers everywhere.
The terrifying monster with high lethality can only be visited by Zi Ni leading a team.
"What are you afraid of? Just come. I'll gain experience and I won't let you fight. Come on, I'll wait for you." The other party finished speaking softly and hung up without saying goodbye.
Before Xiao Song had time to put away the Sun Badge communicator, another signal suddenly came. When it was connected, it was still that "cheap guy".
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. Before you come here, go to the mercenary hall and join a mercenary group. They are all in the same group. You will get experience bonuses when you join a team to fight monsters." said Jieguo.
"Oh...ok." Someone said reluctantly, and then the other party hung up the communication with a "click".
Dingdang flapped his wings and flew next to someone, and said in confusion, "Master, this player is from the Yellow Turban Army mercenary group. Master, do you want to join the Yellow Turban Army?"
"Yes, that's right..." Xiao Song said with some embarrassment. He scratched his head in embarrassment and realized that the other person was just a guide spirit. There was no need for him to be embarrassed about his guide spirit, so he returned to normal.
"Ah?! But why? The people of the Yellow Turban Army are so annoying!" Dingdang pouted, "Master, don't join them!!"
"Okay, there is no other way. Your master and I are also forced to have no choice... Let's go to Shacheng." Someone shrugged helplessly, and then walked towards the town inn.
We took a carriage and arrived at Shacheng first. Then we bravely walked into the city again.
Although as a nigger, he was inevitably looked at with strange and contemptuous eyes by the passing players, at least no one came to find trouble, and someone successfully arrived at the mercenary hall in Sand City.
The person in charge of the reception was an NPC who was the "Mercenary Group Manager". Someone walked over and told him that he applied to join the mercenary group.
"Excuse me, if I join the mercenary group, will my team members be affected?" Xiao Song asked worriedly. The NPC wearing armor replied with a smile, "No, your team is currently
The free team is not a fixed team. After you join the mercenary group, the team members will not be affected."
"That's good. I want to join the Yellow Turban Army mercenary group." Xiao Song said.
"Okay, the application for joining has been sent. As for whether it is passed, it will be reviewed and approved by the mercenary group cadre players. I wish you good luck, young man." The npc gave Xiao Song an encouraging smile. Although he knew it was a program setting
Yes, but Xiao Song still nodded politely and responded habitually, "Thank you."
After wandering around in the mercenary hall for half a minute, Dingdang issued a "ding-dong" prompt, "Master, congratulations! Your application to join has been approved by the cadre player of the Yellow Turban Army Mercenary Group, 'Jin Gu'."
!You are already a member of the Yellow Turbans mercenary group! Go and fight the enemy bravely with your partners!!"
"Master, congratulations on winning the title of brave mercenary! You also received a golden title medal!!"
Dingdang finished speaking solemnly, and then said with a smile, "It seems that the strength of this Yellow Turban Army is really good, Master! The ability bonus of the mercenary group medal is based on the level of the mercenary group, you
The regimental medal can increase the critical hit rate by 10% and the defense power by 5%, which is very powerful!"
"Master, do you want to wear this new medal?" Dingdang asked.
"It's... or not." Someone hesitated for a moment and waved his hand. He also discovered that there was a silver line of "Yellow Turban Mercenary Group [Recruits]" in the font on his head.
With this line of words, some players passing by started to glance here. One person felt quite awkward and walked away with his head lowered, just wanting to leave the mercenary hall quickly.
"Hey! Wild Fire!!" A familiar voice called out to Xiao Song. Xiao Song was stunned for a moment, and turned around with some embarrassment. He happened to see the person he least wanted to see at the moment.
"You... have you joined the mercenary group?" The female assassin named Ming Yan walked up to Xiao Song, looked at the words above his head, and frowned slightly, "Why did you join the Yellow Turban Army?"
"I...I..." Someone was speechless.
Murong Fei was still dressed as an assassin, wearing very cool clothes, a black tube top and black shorts, with long combat boots underneath. Although her face was covered with a hijab, her pretty face could still be seen.
Murong Fei pulled off the assassin's mask and revealed her face. Her face was full of confusion, and her beautiful eyes looked at the hunter in front of her with confusion, "What's going on? I still want to recruit you into our mercenary group.
"
"...This...I...I can't explain clearly at the moment..." Someone seemed to have done something wrong, lowering his head and hesitating, not knowing what to say.
"Oh, forget it, the Yellow Turban Army is indeed a high-level mercenary group, which is better than our newly established group." Although Murong Fei said this, she still looked very regretful.
"No, no! That's not the case!" Someone stuttered when he was anxious, "I, I am also that person..."
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Actually, I stopped you just now because I wanted to ask you about someone." Murong Fei said seriously. She saw the wild fire from a distance just now, and hurriedly chased after it, because
There was another thing on her mind.
"Inquiry, man?" Someone was stunned for a moment.
"Do you know your guy named Wuwang? I want to recruit him into our mercenary group, but I can't contact him." Murong Fei asked expectantly. Judging from her caring expression, she really wanted to find him.
This guy is called Wuwu.
In fact, in the past few days, people from the Royal Legion have been trying to find the whereabouts of this guy named Wuwu. But this guy seems to have disappeared and has not been online for two days.
"If you're talking about being familiar...it's considered familiar..." someone thought for a while and said hesitantly.
"That's great! Can you find him?!" Murong Fei said happily.
