One of the five A-level surveillance targets is the father of the Tian sisters, Tian Dashui, chairman of the Huaxia Group. The second is Liu Laohei, the boss of the three northeastern provinces, Fang Zhenghai, the boss of the Blue Sky Hi-Tech Holdings Group, and Jin Hualong, the leader of the Huaxia Killer Alliance.
, and there is Long Xiaotian, the richest man in Macau.
Long Xiaotian owns five major casinos in Macau and dozens of casinos in the United States and Europe. Not only that, he is also the leader of the largest gang in the country, and his reputation is so prosperous that even Hetian Dashui is not the leader.
Up and down.
It's Fengyunhui again. It seems that this mission is inseparable from them.
Mr. Long gritted his teeth, but he endured it for Wang Mengting. He took out a mage robe from his backpack and handed it over. "Miss Wang Mengting, for your sake, I will let this guy go. This is a silver-level robe."
It’s not respectful to wear a mage’s robe. How about having a glass of wine and chatting?”
Having said that, he was very jealous. Wang Mengting actually helped that stupid guy to speak, and she didn't know what good things that guy had.
"Sorry, I have prepared Miss Wang Mengting's equipment." Golden light shone across the audience, and Ling Yun stuffed the ice crystal robe into her hands.
"Wow! Gold-level suit!" Wang Mengting never thought that Ling Yun would give her equipment, and it was gold-level equipment. What surprised her most was that it was actually a suit. And the staff in her hand happened to be a gold-level ice crystal staff.
, I didn’t expect that the set actually came with two pieces.
In comparison, the piece of equipment given by Master Long was immediately inferior, which also made his face turn green and white, as if Long Xiaotian had died.
Putting on the ice crystal robe, the whole audience suddenly shone. The almost transparent robe wrapped a perfect body, and the faint white halo of magic overflowed, full of sacred atmosphere. Coupled with Wang Mengting's beautiful face,
Almost all the men present were suffocating.
Tian Linger and other beauties were fascinated by the mage robe Wang Mengting was wearing, and their eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire. It was gold-level equipment, and it was given to her in front of everyone. Sure enough, they had something behind their backs.
leg.
"Thank you." Wang Mengting spun around in a circle, her long skirt flying, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Haha, I picked it up on the road. It happened to be what you used. The properties are not bad." Ling Yun said casually. "There is also a gem here for you to use. It was also picked up on the road."
Mr. Long was so angry that he vomited blood. Picked it up on the road? That is gold-level equipment. Do you think it is rotten vegetable leaves in the market? They are everywhere?
What a sweet talk! Tian Linger is even more jealous now. This guy Ling Yun has some evil intentions.
Young Master Long was holding the silver-level mage robe. He couldn't pass it over and couldn't put it away. He actually stayed there. The younger brother next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and two figures came out.
One of them is a fat man with two lancets in his hand. He is less than 1.5 meters tall. He is full of fat and covered with tattoos. He trembles when he walks. "You bastard, how dare you challenge our boss's face, you bastard"
Are you looking for death?"
Ling Yun was immediately happy when he saw it. People usually grow vertically, but this guy was just the opposite. The fat all over his body grew horizontally. His face was also full of fat, so that his facial features were squeezed together, like a big meat ball.
"Fuck! Zhu Fei, leave this kid to me, don't tire out your fat body." Another person next to him spoke. The guy was a thin man, carrying two Desert Eagle pistols in his hands. He was probably a
A sharpshooter. He is two meters tall. Apart from flesh and skin, there are probably only bones left in his body. He looks like half a telegraph pole. The most ridiculous thing is that this guy is actually a leaky mouth. He talks like he has two mouths in his mouth.
What a donkey, only a ghost can hear clearly what he said.
Although these two people are not good-looking, they are also powerful and influential figures in the world. One is Zhu Fei, the leader of Fengyun Society's White Tiger Hall, and the other is Wu Rou, the leader of Fengyun Society's Zhuque Hall. The two are known as the leaders of Fengyun Society.
The second general is as famous as the Black Dragon of the Black Dragon Hall.
"Go away! Ma Gan'er, you are stealing this bit of limelight from me. No wonder your Zhuque Hall has the same virtue as you." Zhu Fei waved two lancets, and a cold light flashed through his fat eyes.
"Alright, Fat Pig, for the sake of the young master, I won't argue with you today. That guy is only a low-level guy, so he should strike sharply and don't waste my time!" Wu Rou curled her lips and pushed her aside. As the saying goes, everything is condensed.
Essence, this guy Wu Rou has no flesh, but his brain is very developed. Just now he has noticed the name above Ling Yun's head. Death! It seems that this bone is not easy to chew, so let the fat man be the vanguard.
"Watch the watch, we'll get it done in two minutes!" Zhu Fei said confidently. The fat all over his body was trembling, and the two willow leaf daggers rubbed against each other, sparks flickering, making bursts of harsh sounds, and he walked slowly towards Ling Yun.
Mr. Long had no intention of stopping him. Due to Wang Mengting's inability to take action in person, he just let them teach this kid a lesson and speak out in an angry tone.
"Young Master Long..."
Wang Mengting was about to say something, but Ling Yun's arm was already in front of her. The bones in her body were rattling, and she lit a cigar and threw it into her mouth. "I haven't played football for a long time. I don't know if my foot skills are good enough."
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He is seven feet tall and has a big smile. The God of Death in front of him is really cute. The enemy actually has the intention to make sarcastic remarks right now.
Fat and oily
Occupation: Swordsman
Level: 24
HP:1034
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Judging from various attributes, Zhu Fei has an absolute advantage. Not to mention that his level is much higher than that of Ling Yun, and the equipment he wears is not inferior to him at all. Especially the health value that has exceeded 1,000, for a warrior profession with high defense and high attack
In other words, it adds even more weight to victory.
Seeing Zhu Fei's attributes, Tian Linger and the other beauties immediately became excited and broke into a cold sweat for Ling Yun.
"Brother Ling Yun, be careful, that fat pig seems to be very powerful." Tian Xiner reminded from the side, holding the wand in his hand, and a small healing spell was always ready.
Ling Yun touched her head and smiled faintly. "It's okay, don't worry." He knew very well that the attributes and levels of this game cannot determine everything. For players in super mode who have 100% game perception, technology often
More important.
He stood up and faced Zhu Fei, the two of them leaned together. Their eyes intertwined, the air seemed violent, and cold murderous intent spread out.
The music has stopped, the surrounding players are far away, and a large open space appears on the dance floor. There is nothing more exciting than enjoying a live PK, especially when the God of Death takes action. However, the opponent is not stronger at all, and the level has been
After reaching level 24, it's a big disadvantage to have so many different attributes.
