Zhao Yang was about to walk out.

Wang Ming took a step first, he was already fed up with Zhao Yang pretending to be forced again and again, and this time he had to take the initiative.

"Who are you talking about?" Wang Ming's eyes were cold, and his temperament was outstanding.

"You're just indisputable?" Vice President Li said lightly.

Wang Ming frowned, "In the eyes of your group of dogs, there is only this name, right?" Lao Tzu is here to tell you, I call it to write a touch of love! Did you hear me all clearly? ”

"Are you a sentiment from the Guild Without Regrets?" The five people on the other side were a little surprised.

"Now that you know my name, apologize, hurry up, I'll write a touch of love without killing the pen." Wang Ming is extremely arrogant, of course, he also has the qualifications to be arrogant.

Hearing this, the five of them glanced at each other, and then let out a funny laugh

"Let's get out?"

"Write a little love?"

"Haha......"

"So what?"

Vice President Li had a cold look on his face at the moment.

"Do you know who we are?"

Wang Ming took a closer look at them, except for Liu Mu's eyes, the rest of the people, he had never seen before.

"Who can you be? Can you still scare me to death? Wang Ming didn't care.

"It's not scaring you, I can also tell you that our group of people is even on the ladder leaderboard, and their scores are almost at the bottom, far from being as good as a big master like you."

Looking at the five people who looked like they were smiling, as if they were looking at a joke, somehow, Wang Ming's heart sank.

"Who the hell are you? Don't fool me around. ”

"Roar! Is this the god of love starting to get anxious? The fat boy with the bun smiled at this time.

"I just won't tell you, you fucking come to beat me!"

The fat boy twisted his fat body, and even grimaced, looking like he was underwhelmed, and Wang Ming wanted to him when he saw it.

"You're looking for death." Wang Ming couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly launched his skill: ten thousand arrows fired together, attacking the fat man.

The fat boy, seeing the attack coming quietly, did not seem flustered at all.

Quickly stuff the bun in your hand into your mouth.

Immediately after, a huge shield was pulled out of nowhere, and in one fell swoop.

Wang Ming's attack disappeared in an instant.

"Just a shooter, you don't even have an assistant, and you dare to be so presumptuous, I think you're tired of it!"

The fat boy was about to fight back, but Vice President Li beside him stopped him.

"Meat buns, don't be in a hurry to do it first."

"Meat buns?" When Wang Ming heard this title, his face changed significantly.

"You're a meat bun? Are you a professional in the WPG Club, Meat Bun?! ”

Wang Ming didn't want to believe that this meat bun was that meat bun.

"Huh, you know me? That's right, I'm a WPG pro. ”

WPG's Meat Buns!!

Everyone except Zhao Yang had their pupils contracted and gasped after hearing this name.

WPG Professional Club is the No. 1 e-sports club in country Z in terms of comprehensive strength, and the owner is the president of the domineering guild.

The club's team: WPG team is currently the second strongest team in country Z.

The first place went to the EFD team led by Yuyuru Mizuki.

That's the second-best professional team in the country. What is the concept? It is the place where the top and top game masters in country Z are located.

Meat Bun is the starting professional member of this professional team, although it is only a support, but it is also a professional player!

Even if people change careers and output positions, they are definitely not the existence of ordinary passers-by who can hire beauty.

This is not the time it used to be, and the high salaries of professional gamers are unimaginable, especially the WPG Club, which claims to be the richest club in the world.

To be able to become a professional player inside, I am afraid that there are countless passerby kings, and they want to squeeze their heads in, but anyone who can get in is the elite of the passerby kings.

Expressing a touch of love is indeed called one of the three legs of the national uniform, but that's just a score, compared with the professional players of WPG, it is just a P.

If the pros want to, they can rush to the top of the rankings very easily.

In addition, they were all preparing for the World Championship before, and they didn't have time to rush for points, which led to their scores, which are generally not high now.

Fight for the day and Mizuki Xirou are also professional players, but just by squeezing out the time, they are easily among the best, which is enough to see the gap between professional players and ordinary high players.

"Writing a touch of love, weren't you arrogant before? Why don't you dare to say anything now? Meat buns sneered.

At this time, Wang Ming was also a little deflated, and he couldn't bear to be angry, but he didn't have the strength, so he would definitely be able to defeat this guy.

For a while, he could only swallow his anger.

"To tell you the truth, I'm not just a professional gamer here."

"Sword God, little fat chai, come out and say hello, and let our love god see and understand, we guys who can't even make it to the rankings."

"Hurry up, hurry up, the president is still waiting for us to go over and brush up the scores." The young man with the big sword had a haggard look on his face, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Heads-up or group fighting, what is it called to express chicken feathers, you choose." The shortest, white-robed young man, was a little impatient.

Pros of three WPG teams, and all starters.

Yang Chen and Jiang Churan were already speechless.

As ordinary players, they can't usually meet these professional stars except for seeing them on the Internet.

Wang Ming was also irritable, one made his scalp tingle, and three, it was simply impossible to resist.

Singled out? And a mage, but also a mage of the top pro gamer, Xiao Feichai?

Isn't that obvious, self-inflicted humiliation?

It seems that today, he can't pretend to be forced, but he can't make people think that he is really afraid of these people.

"You didn't come to me, did you?" In order not to send himself to die here, Wang Ming confessed Zhao Yang.

"The person who killed your guild is him, he is the one you say in your mouth, you want to breathe a sigh of relief for your subordinates, please don't drag us innocent people down."

Wasn't this guy a dick before? This time, I'll see how you're pretending.

For Wang Ming to confess himself, Zhao Yang just glanced at him a little under his calm gaze.

"Didn't you stink before? Why is it cowardly now? Or do you only have to bully the weak? ”

Regarding Zhao Yang's ridicule, Wang Ming angrily pointed at Zhao Yang.

"You ......"

But he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Don't you, don't you, if I were you, they mocked me so much just now, I'll go up and do it with them."

"Playing a game is still so entangled? Then I want to ask, people like you. In reality, do you dare to fight back after being slapped in the face? ”

"It's so tangled to play a game." Meat buns quite appreciate Zhao Yang's rhetoric.

"This brother, you're right, if you die in the game, you die, if you lose, you lose, what's the big deal? What kind of game do you want to play, go home and raise pigs as soon as possible! ”

"Seeing that you are still a man, but it is really unforgivable for you to kill the people of my guild in front of you, but I will be lighter when the time comes." Meat bun has an evil smile on his face.

Zhao Yang didn't even want to look at Wang Ming, and stared at the meat bun with a calm gaze without any fluctuations.

"Are you sure the one who died would be me? Anyway, can't you have a few more people? It's good for me to have a longer score. ”

"Humph! Looks like you're pretty confident? Xiao Feichai was a little unhappy, and Zhao Yang was arrogant.

"We're now fifth on the team score leaderboard, and if you can kill us, you'll get a higher score than if you kill 10,000 more ordinary players."

"It's up to you to have the life to come and get it."

"That's it! So you're on the top of the score charts, huh? Zhao Yang was a little overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"I'm worried that I won't be able to meet you!"

"Well, then, you guys should die here!"

(End of chapter)