The first thousand and sixty-eight chapters have nowhere to go
Xiao Jingjing’s husband was still immersed in the real world’s shouting, and was not prepared for the challenge at all in the game. When Yongle Wutian jumped behind him, he was immediately frightened and clicked randomly. All his skills were knocked out randomly, and even
Even Teng Yun pressed it, but he didn't press the life-saving skill, and his health bar plummeted.
Just now, when there was no one nearby, Xiao Jingjing's husband was shouting next to him, so Brother Xiaosha climbed to the nearby tree to conduct a long-distance reconnaissance. Unexpectedly, Yongle Wutian suddenly showed up for a sneak attack, waiting for him to jump down from the tree to respond.
By that time, little Jingjing's husband had already flashed a fatal red cross on his head, and he lay down on the ground with a bang, as weak as a 180-pound man.
Yongle Wutian disappeared again.
"Gone again!"
"It appears and disappears for a while. Hey, do you think this style of play looks familiar? I seem to have seen it not long ago."
"Yes, it's very similar to the style Lotte used in the last game. He comes and goes without a trace, like a ghost."
"I think this name looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere a long time ago."
The atmosphere in the arena's spectator chat box suddenly became tense, and more and more players temporarily came to watch. There was no doubt that someone had sent the video clips of the game. As the details of the game were discussed, Yongle Wutian
Many people have already guessed who it is, but everyone has kept the tacit agreement not to say it out loud and has stopped talking.
Only Brother Xiaosha was left in the game, and Yongle Wutian disappeared without a trace like a ghost. It was clear that he still had to finish the game as seriously as before, and let the three of them lie here neatly.
But is it really necessary to continue fighting?
Even without looking at the spectator chat box, Brother Xiaosha discovered that Yongle Wutian was not on the same level as them. The seriousness with which Yongle Wutian took the game was simply scary, as if he was completely tied to the character.
Just like me fighting on the field. No matter who I face, I will defeat the opponent with the most sophisticated methods, without any intention of entertainment.
Although they can rank among the top 500 in the online game arena and claim to be advanced players, they are far from this level of perversion. Regardless of their characters or skills, they are just toys to them, and they win or lose.
Not that important.
Facing Yongle Wutian, who had a huge difference in strength, Brother Xiaosha suddenly felt that fierce fighting was such a boring thing. Looking at the rows of skills, his mind went numb, and he couldn't help but think of surrender.
Wronged……
So aggrieved!
We just casually chatted a few words about Team Zero One, how could we cause such a huge disaster?
There are so many people scolding Team Zero One online that I can’t even count them. There must be people in this Internet cafe who have scolded them too. Why are they only looking for fault with us?
Moreover, the one who is looking for trouble is the brainless fan of Team Zero One's masters. He can't beat them. If he loses, he has to slap himself. What should I do now...
Brother Xiaosha was thinking wildly in frustration, when suddenly, something flew rapidly from behind and hit the back of his head, causing a dizzy effect.
Assassin skills, flying blind.
The warrior has no control skills, and Brother Xiaosha can only stand there blankly and let Yongle Wutian attack him in various ways. In fact, even if he is not determined, he has lost the desire to fight, because the skill gap between the two is so big that
It's so far behind that you don't even know what skills you have available, so you might as well simply surrender.
GG.
When the settlement page for this game appeared on the screen, the onlookers in the Internet cafe all looked at the three losing brothers again, wondering whether they would cheat or really shame themselves in front of everyone. But others focused their attention.
When it came to the hooded man, he began to look for similarities in appearance with the person he guessed.
The three people sat on the chairs dejectedly. No one wanted to stand up and face the next punishment. However, after waiting for a while, they did not hear the voice of the hooded man. Instead, the surrounding comments became louder and louder. They spoke in tacit agreement.
Turning around, I found that the person was no longer there, and the computer was showing that the user was logging out.
"Why did you just leave? Didn't you have to slap them in the face?" said the child watching the fun next to him in disappointment.
"Do you want to go find him? He should refund the money at the bar!" A girl asked hesitantly, although she didn't know who she was asking.
"Hey, is that person really Lotte?" A low voice came from the end of the row of computers. It was a player who filled the gap for Yongle Wutian.
"The body shape looks similar, and the voice he spoke just now is also a bit similar."
"I checked, and Yongle Wutian is the account that Lotte used when he participated in the fierce battle qualifiers four years ago. That person is him!"
After hearing these two answers, the three people sitting on the chairs immediately opened their eyes and looked at each other, thinking about a question in unison:
Why is Lotte in an Internet cafe?
…
Lotte put his hands in his pockets and walked quickly down the street with his head lowered. The only eyes exposed were filled with deep regret.
Just now, because I was angry with the three people for saying bad things about Lu Yunqian, I set up a battle to teach them a lesson, but in the end, I accidentally exposed my identity. Not only did the game fail, but the three people also escaped.
It was a slap in the face, and I felt really suffocated just thinking about it.
After leaving the bloody world, Lotte did not go home. Instead, he found a hotel with few family members in a relatively remote part of City C and stayed there. The Internet speed in the hotel was very poor, and playing games on his laptop was not satisfying, so he went back and forth frequently.
I went to this nearby Internet cafe. I spent every day going from the hotel to the Internet cafe, and then from the Internet cafe back to the hostel.
But after what happened today, Lotte can no longer go to that Internet cafe, and must also change his residence. Otherwise, it is difficult to say whether anyone will report it to reporters and find this place.
But where should I change it?
Is there anywhere else that needs me?
In his irritation, Lotte suddenly stopped at the street corner, pulled off the stuffy mask on his face, took a deep breath of fresh air, and his mind became clearer. Looking at the sparse traffic in front of him, the three people said in the Internet cafe
The words rang in his ears again, sharp and mean, full of slander against Team Zero One. But he was no longer angry, but realized something unexpected.
It’s not that Team Zero-One doesn’t have the strength to defeat EDO, but there is another reason!
Lou Haihang was walking on the street wearing headphones and a mask, his steps were brisk and his figure was free and easy, as if he had just finished a date. After detouring from the street into the pedestrian walkway where Yuanjiang Pavilion is, he took off the mask on his face, looking particularly special.
Relax and happy.
Suddenly, Lou Haihang's footsteps stopped on the blue-grey floor tiles. His body seemed to be frozen, maintaining the same posture as when he was just walking, and his eyes stared straight ahead.
A familiar figure was sitting on a wooden chair in the Yuanjiang Pavilion boulevard, with a heavy backpack next to him. It seemed that he had just arrived here not long ago.
After being stunned for about two or three seconds, Lou Haihang slowly walked over and approached the man, his eyes locked on his face, and he shouted in disbelief: "Lotte?"