In the cafe on the fifty-fifth floor of Xinyan Building, four men and women wearing white-collar work clothes seemed to be sitting leisurely by the window.
Mixed in the sea of hundreds of companies that have set up their offices in the middle of the Xinyan Building, no one could tell that they did not belong to any company.
Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling glass, you can see that the Dongcheng area that was destroyed by missiles is undergoing intensive reconstruction. Many of the heavy machinery are branded with the trademark of Wanyun Real Estate.
The more disasters there are, the more resilient a country or a nation will become.
"They are really arrogant. It seems that Prince Zang's palace is going to fall this time. He is indeed my lifelong rival." Shi Xueshen said, picking up the cappuccino in his hand and raising a toast in the direction of Yunshang Pavilion.
Then he crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa, without even noticing that he was the most arrogant guy.
"It may not be so smooth. I have experienced a series of events when Huo Minyang rose to prominence in his early years. That man was a real tycoon, not a young boy who had no backup plan if his plan failed." Mr. Bei said with a gloomy face: "At that time
You are still young."
"Say it again if you dare." Hong Tao put down the cup in her hand and twisted her ten fingers threateningly. At an angle that no one else noticed, her fingers were obviously twisting at an angle that was contrary to what human joints could endure.
In her opinion, Mr. Bei's words were obviously dissatisfaction with Shi Xueshen's leadership of this operation, implying that his regimental deputy was too young and had suffered losses at the hands of Yunshang Immortal Mansion.
Of course, the reason why he gets angry so easily is not only because of Hong Tao's emotional personality, but also because of the long-standing estrangement between the two groups.
"What I said is the truth, and you don't have to be hostile," Bei Ye flipped open the folding fan nonchalantly: "In any case, after this game, there will be only one team left in the Misha world. If we win, I will keep our promise.
Join Tao Lue. You will not regret it, and there is no room for regret.
To tell you the truth, the strength of our survival elite depends entirely on the division of labor and cooperation of the team. Ever since we suffered a heavy loss at the hands of Yunshang Immortal Mansion, the team’s inherent fighting style has been unable to recover. By the end of the last game, I was
The only one left.
If we lose, all of us will die."
"Therefore, it is imperative to cooperate without any reservation," Shi Xueshen finished speaking for Mr. Bei, and used a threatening look to silence Hong Tao: "On behalf of the Tao Strategy Group, I sincerely welcome you to join."
"After this game, they will no longer be a threat. The real hero you call me told me personally that the musician plans to unify the Misha world in the next game and spend points to drag our two teams into the A-class team competition.
game,"
Shi Wuchi said nonchalantly. The ice cream stick-shaped wood chip used to stir the coffee spun between his fingers like a dagger in his hand: "And I will be the man who kills them all."
"Dealing with two teams at the same time? She's too arrogant!" Hong Tao angrily snapped, causing many white-collar workers around her to look back.
Realizing that she had attracted inappropriate attention, Hong Tao suddenly threw a cup of coffee at Mr. Bei, whom she was estranged from, and said angrily: "I just don't like you, so what?"
Hiding her identity was a big deal, and she knew in her heart that even with Shi Xueshen's temper, she would not get angry at this moment. Since the regimental deputy did not allow her to be openly hostile to her old rival who was about to join Tao Lue, she could at least gain some advantage through acting.
How did you know that Master Bei was superior to her in strength, so how could he be the one who suffered the loss? The folding fan bounced away all the splashing liquid, and not a drop fell on his clothes:
"That's okay, we can use it again in the card game. The change in the number of teams will greatly interfere with the musician's layout judgment. With that person's wisdom, she must have guessed that we would join forces as a last resort. But she couldn't have guessed
Until we merge into one in the game."
Mr. Bei put down the wet folding fan, completely pretending that Hong Tao did not exist. This was not a high-grade weapon, but something from a street stall because he was used to holding it in his hand.
Shi Xueshen held up his glasses with his palms, nodded and smiled: "In this way, we can use the rules of the game to create misunderstandings and lure her into the game. Very good!"
"That's good, but... go back and fight with me." Shi Wuchi stared at Mr. Bei.
He could clearly see that Master Bei's speed was much faster than the last time he fought against him, just like himself at this time.
Bei Ye, who suffered a misfortune on the Blue Space, naturally did not have the points to massively evolve and improve his strength in these two games. His rapid improvement was mainly due to the sequelae left by the use of [Blood of God].
Since it is called a sequelae, it naturally does more harm than good. In addition to losing a lot of life, it is impossible for the former Mr. Bei to accept the cooperation with his old rival just because of the situation and the apostolic visitor's easy instigation.
Mr. Bei did not realize that freedom of thought is the most important thing in a person. It is impossible for him to realize it again in the future...
Of course, no one in the Strategy Group knew this. They were just shocked by the hidden heritage of Survival Elite, the oldest team in the Misha world.
"When we encountered Yunshang Immortal Mansion before, an important reason for our disastrous defeat was that we misjudged the enemy's strength. We underestimated one person." Mr. Bei said earnestly.
"Who?" Shi Xueshen listened attentively and nodded cautiously. As the commander-in-chief of the final decisive battle, he must pay attention to all possible intelligence.
"That blond girl," Mr. Bei leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Previously, we always thought that only the little boy who knew how to summon was the strongest ace in the Yunshang Immortal Mansion, and we didn't put much energy into the others.
As a result, I don’t know what happened during the decisive battle. After I was injected with the blood of God, the blond loli was still holding on to my hand without retreating. I fell into a semi-conscious state at the time, and I can’t remember the specific situation.
, but the blonde loli seemed to have fallen into a state of confusion similar to mine.
If you think about it carefully, if it wasn't the musician who knew the magic of mind control, it should be the summoner who did it. Only their kind of special brain evolvers can do these weird things..."
Hearing this, Shi Xueshen was secretly shocked. Of course he knew that Kang Sini was the sharpest fang in Yunshang Immortal Mansion, but what he had never noticed was...
Zhen Huiqi!
It's so scary, so deeply hidden...
After he entered the game, he grew up chasing the survival elite step by step, chasing the distant back of Mr. Bei. He had great trust in the strength of his old opponent.
Sure enough, I was still too young to realize that the real trump card of Yunshang Immortal Mansion was the boy with extremely low sense of existence...