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Chapter 649 The Black Hand With The Gun (2 More)

In the system chat group:

A certain sand sculpture player A: "Aragaki Yui is getting married. I'm so sad. Is there any song you can recommend that can calm me down?"

A dirty god named [Archbishop Holy Light]: “Hoshino Gen’s “Love”!”

Well, the so-called shrimp and pig heart is nothing better than this.

Then, just as they were dead, the wailing crowd suddenly boiled up and turned into howling ghosts and wolves!

That's right, thousands of sand sculpture players have begun to hunt down the dirty god.

For a time, the Trident Legion garrison in Stratholme City was extremely lively, with the sound of swords and guns clashing and the sound of explosions being heard all the time.

The nearby recruits shivered on the spot and almost peed.

"Second Lieutenant, please report to His Excellency the Duke immediately, they... they..."

The second lieutenant didn't say anything, and the veteran said calmly: "It's okay, those guys are sick again."

"Sickness?"

"Well, every once in a while, there will always be a few internal fights, and the fight will be bloody, but no one will be killed. I will still laugh and go out to work."

"..."

That night, many teases went to the major bars in the business district to get drunk. Although these teases' brain circuits are very different from those of native humans in Azeroth, as the strongest army in the Alliance, the Duke of Stratholme

The absolute trump card, Trident Man is still very popular.

Any human girl from the Stratholme Federation would dream of marrying a Trident man.

Thanks to a certain local tycoon's plan to enrich the country and strengthen the army, Stratholme soldiers have the highest status in the entire territory. At a time when the traditional Lordaeron nobles have been abandoned, the meritorious nobles are the ones who combine glory and real power.

Think about it, the treatment of an ordinary soldier in the Rivendell Legion is similar to that of a free citizen in the past. In addition to not having a fiefdom, he has all the basic necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation. As long as he is a lieutenant, his income is roughly the same as that of a knight in the old days. Not to mention his role as a lieutenant.

The trident of the ace army.

Normally, after ten months, there will be many more babies.

As for whether to inject DNA, it is a personal choice.

Well, although escaping is shameful, it is really useful.

An hour passed unknowingly, and McDonald was paying attention to the happenings in the system group. At this time, he couldn't help but smile, and Tyrande across from him was stunned.

"What? Something good happened?"

"Well, the trident can be used again."

“It’s so reliable!”

"This..." McDonald hesitated for a second, and then said firmly: "Yes, no one is more reliable than them."

You can see the Nine Heavenly Cannon Succubus at the top, and the Naga in the Deep Sea at the bottom.

I really can't find anyone more reliable than them.

The matter of the Black Hand brothers has become difficult for McDonald to see.

After all, they are just clowns, even Nefarian can deal with them, so why would McDonald's pay attention to them?

In the original "World of Warcraft" game in the 1960s, there were three major dungeons.

Stratholme, which is full of undead, and Scholomance Academy, which is full of undead and idiots, no longer exist in this world. Since many players regard this parallel world as a real version of Warcraft Classic Server, McDonald has no intention of depriving the sand sculptures

The last fun for players.

The next day, May 20th.

Most of the sand sculpture players were resurrected with full health.

People always look forward.

Of course, some standards will not change, such as...

"Why do I often hear your men say, 'I always like 20-year-olds'?" Tyrande's soul torture made McDonald feel as if an arrow had been hit in his knee.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Mai hesitated and said: "Maybe it's because of youth!"

Suddenly, Queen Xi jumped out and interjected: "Youth? Does it mean young and beautiful?"

"This...isn't it?"

Liadrin turned around, her right wrist almost at 90 degrees with her arm, and gently caressed the silver breastplate, which was made according to her body shape and was at least E-level: "Then are we elves bad? Our appearance has a long shelf life."

Woohoo! Where did you learn the word 'good looks'?

Do you also understand the shelf life?

Is this the so-called cultural output of sand sculpture players?

I... I just want to eat at Kalia's private kitchen, not go to X Dolei Hotel!

McDonald hesitated, and several pairs of eyes glanced over.

"No... nothing bad. I suddenly remembered that I still have an important inspection to do." McDonald decisively launched the [God of War Charge] towards the [Junchen Tianya] who accidentally walked within the range!

"Shameless [Jun Chen]! Give me a hard time!"

I was just reminiscing about "The End of the World", but I didn't realize the danger was coming. I was thinking about the young lady with my words and eyes crooked.

Normally, God of War's Charge cannot be used against weak entities or friendly units, but somehow, the system recognized the activation of the skill.

All the girls felt their eyes blurred. There was a dirty god over there who was knocked away by McDonald's. He banged the big font on the city wall and could hardly get it off.

Here, the girls were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.

Until this moment, Macdonald had not realized that the legendary MacDonald's siege network had been formed...

Well, let’s not talk about Mai’s affair with the sand sculpture player.

The wheel of history is still rolling forward.

May 20th was the day after the ‘wife’ recognized by many sand sculpture players got married.

[Nanjing Penguin]: "Black Sightseeing Group! Raise your paws if you sign up!"

[A cup of scented tea xy]: "Three light groups under the black! Come on!"

[Fight, young man]: "Knife in hand, follow me!"

Well, the last of the three famous dungeons of Warcraft in the 1960s [Blackrock Tower] was originally supposed to be a 15-man group. What was the result?

Five thousand people went!

Because the Blackrock Mountain between the Searing Gorge and the Burning Steppes is the home of several powerful enemies. Nefarian's [Blackwing Lair] occupies the top of the mountain, and his henchmen Blackhand brothers occupy the mountainside. The former Dark Iron Dwarf Emperor

Thaurissan occupies roughly the lower level of the mountain, and the [Molten Core] of Ragnaros, the most annoying fire demon, is at the bottom of the mountain.

In other words, the whole mountain is full of rebels.

In order to continue the offensive battle, McDonough had long ago asked Magni to set up an advance base on the west side of the Searing Gorge, almost under the eyes of Balrog and Nefarian.

Originally, it was just a small ‘airplane point’ in the game.

Now it has become a medium-sized castle covering an area of ​​one square kilometer.

The scene on this day was spectacular!

In the castle, the portal never stopped after it was opened.

Completely ignoring the consumption of magic crystals required to open the door, the Trident Man drove armored vehicles and tanks, formed an exaggerated one-kilometer long car queue, and headed straight for Blackstone Mountain.

The alliance's offensive came too suddenly.

Red Blackhand, whose military structure was still in the previous generation, was completely in the dark.

When the messenger told him that the alliance was attacking, the first three bosses had already rushed to the street.

When Nefarian, who was recovering from his injuries, received the news, Red's black hand was already on the street.

To his death, Red could not figure out why those brutal alliance elites shouted "Wife, you want to be happy!" when they killed him.


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