Chapter Ninety-Six: Little One
In the teleportation array not far from Yunyu Mountain, a five-person team suddenly teleported out. The captain of this five-person team happens to be Zhao Yuxin.
At this moment, Zhao Yuxin had already kept the entire team quiet, and let the team channel speak to Lu Qianshen alone.
Look at the green light and deep: You know what I mean, right?
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Look at the green light and deep: It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I specially typed, you can check the team information at any time.
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Look at the green: Whether it's in a guild or a squad, I suggest that you also get used to communicating without using voice. In this way, you can save time on communication.
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Look at the green light and deep: Next, is the first task given to you by the guild, Operation Cloud Rain Mountain.
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Look at the green, light and deep: To put it simply, kill a trumpet of the Chinese Medical Center and submit the video, you can get one point. I don't care how you distribute these points, but I want to tell you that there are guild masters who are joining you. They kill high-level targets, so don't make trouble if you can't help.
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Maybe he was about to be driven crazy by the seemingly never-ending silence of the four of Zhao Yuxin, and after seeing that Lu Qianshen finished explaining the task, he directly withdrew from the team.
After watching Lu Qianshen leave, the team channel became lively.
"Dust Boss, what are your plans? Why join this Dire union? Rubbing asked impatiently.
"The boss does things, naturally there are boss's considerations, you stupid girl just follow the work, what's the use of asking so clearly?" Mu Chunfeng said mockingly.
"Believe it or not, the old lady killed you?!" Kneading the urgency.
"Just you? If the eldest sister of the Ling family said this, I would really have to shake it a few times. You? Forget it! Mu Chunfeng said contemptuously.
"Humph!" It seems that he only remembered it now, rubbed it off topic, and said hatefully, "I'll talk to the boss and ignore you." ”
"Ahem" Zhao Yuxin cleared his throat, "It's all my own people, so I won't hide it." I met a man named Lazy Jinghua before, and he told me that Shenlong Company was planning to make a competitive league in the wilderness. The exact time has not yet been decided, but I would like to form a team. ”
Rubbing his ears, he was confused, and asked tentatively, "You don't need to go to the Dire Guild to form a team...... They...... They have such a bad reputation. ”
"It's because they have a bad reputation that we have to work with them. ”
"Why is that?" Kneading is already completely stupid.
"Tell them to carry the black cauldron!" Ling Jiayi suddenly interjected.
"Yes, for the sake of money, and for the sake of making money, let them carry the black pot." Zhao Yuxin also affirmed Ling Jiayi's statement.
Hearing this, Mu Chunfeng interjected at the right time and said, "Look at Sister Ling, and then look at you." Your head is so much bigger than other people, and it's all snacks? ”
"You ......" rubbed some knots, "You're smart, tell me what the boss's plan is?" ”
Mu Chunfeng said stinkily: "What else can it be?" Let's kill people for the Dire, and the Dire gives us money. When the time comes, all the accounts of the murder will be recorded on the Dire head. If the money is enough, let's pat our butts and leave, without fear of revenge from the enemy. ”
Rubbing it and whispering, "Oops, it's complicated." No matter what the dust-turner does, just take me one. I...... I also want a lot of money. ”
When Mu Chunfeng heard this, he immediately became interested, and quipped: "What do you want money for?" Do you marry a man for yourself? Then you're really going to have to save a lot of money. ”
Rubbing the unexpected did not quarrel with Mu Chunfeng, and said in a smaller voice: "I want to go out once, I can't ask my family for money......"
Mu Chunfeng seemed a little embarrassed to say when he saw that he was rubbing, and took the initiative to change the topic and said, "Can you make money with that technology?" When my brother makes money, I'll give you some points. ”
Mu Chunfeng's ability to change the topic doesn't seem to be very good. There doesn't seem to be a good way to do it other than continue to joke and rub it. Therefore, Zhao Yuxin took the initiative to take over the topic.
Zhao Yuxin said, "I asked you to join the Dire as well, in addition to hoping to save enough money faster. There is also a little selfishness, hoping to hone your PK skills. After all, Dire is tasked with killing people. If you weren't killed back to level zero by the target, I wouldn't dare to say anything else, at least in terms of forming a team, you would definitely be qualified. ”
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As he was talking, Zhao Yuxin and his party of four people had already touched the halfway point of Yunyu Mountain. Further on, the four of them could not walk so easily while chatting.
Because, every inch of land in front of it already belongs to the war zone. Players who have already turned on the guild attack mode will accidentally injure any player who passes by at any time, except for their guild companions.
The people of the Zhao Yu Salary Squad are naturally not afraid of being injured by mistake. What they hope most is that the other party will attack first, and when the time comes, the bloody clothes that killed the opponent will be returned to the guild, and they can directly exchange for points.
However, they still need to be selective and distinguish their targets, and they cannot be beaten in vain. Among them, it is not only necessary to be careful not to be accidentally injured by the full-level large number and killed. What's more important is that if you clash with the people of the ancient god of war, even if you kill more players on the other side, you won't get points.
Carefully dodging the skills unleashed by the players around them, the four members of Zhao Yuxin's team finally hid behind a boulder.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Mu Chunfeng couldn't control his mouth. I didn't even pay attention to the fact that I used the current channel myself.
Mu Chunfeng said: "Boss, this ancient god of war is dark enough, not only taking advantage of the loss of a large number of elites in the National Medical Hall, but also sneaking up on other people's territory. Also in the Dire Guild to buy the murder of the people in the National Medical Center. ”
"Go back to the team channel and be careful that the wall has ears." After instructing Mu Chunfeng, Zhao Yuxin continued, "What if, they want to drive the Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion out of Nanzhou directly, or even out of Yinglong District?" Gu Zhixingtian's mind may be far more than it seems. ”
"Alas!" Mu Chunfeng sighed, and was about to say some thoughts. Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me.
"Are you telling the truth?"
The person who spoke, judging from the information tips of the current channel, was a player with the nickname Lu Ying.
This Lu Ying is obviously the Lu Ying who has just retired from the front line entrusted by Jingmo. At this moment, he should have been hiding quietly. But because he suddenly heard Mu Chunfeng's words, he couldn't help but speak out.
Perhaps, in Lu Ying's opinion, none of the four people in front of him exceeded level 30, and he could never be his opponent. However, the three Mu Chunfeng, who had already known that Zhao Yuxin could kill players at the level of green light and deep, obviously had another idea.
Mu Chunfeng adjusted the channel to current and said, "Since you have met it, even if you are unlucky." The little guy of the Chinese Medical Hall, let us kill you once. ”