Just when Xia Haotian was complacent, the voice sounded.

"Hey, what's wrong with the rat?" As soon as Xia Haotian connected the voice, there was a sound of urgency in the baboon's tone.

"What's the panic? When the sky fell, there was a tall man on top of it" Xia Haotian replied with a pout, the baboon's voice was so loud that it directly shook his eardrums unpleasantly.

On the other end of the voice, when the baboon heard this, his face was immediately covered with black lines, and he said secretly: "If it wasn't for something important, he wouldn't disturb his brother," In the hearts of several of their high-level officials, when they encountered something that could not be handled, they pinned their hopes on Xia Haotian.

"The players of our union training outside were inexplicably besieged and killed one after another, and when we brought people to rescue, there was no one for a long time, and it can be seen that the other party's actions are very sophisticated, and they all quickly solve the battle, without dragging the mud and water, and now the union channel has exploded." The baboon hurriedly told the truth of the matter, which made several of his high-level executives anxious, so he was forced to contact him.

Xia Haotian frowned slightly after hearing this, and chose a short silence, his head suddenly ran at high speed, and he suddenly slapped his head violently, and the disgusting face of the guy in the Sword of Holy War appeared inexplicably.

"How's the loss?" Xia Haotian asked with concern, but there was a hint of calmness in his tone, and when he encountered tricky things, his mentality became more and more peaceful.

"At present, a total of nearly 100 players have been killed, and a lot of equipment has been destroyed! The main reason is that the morale of the trade unions has suffered a lot of blows, and many members are clamoring for revenge, and the trade unions are making a mess up and down." The baboon did not conceal the truth at all, and in his opinion, if this matter is not handled well, it is extremely detrimental to the development of the trade union.

"Oh, I know, most of it was done by the Holy War," Xia Haotian said in a cold tone, except for him, he can't think of a second force that will attack them, he is not a good stubble, the other party's provocations again and again have reached the limit of what he can endure, and it just so happens that he can also use their sacrificial swords, and a group of brothers under his command need war to run in with each other, so as to exercise their ability to cooperate in combat.

After hanging up the chat with the baboon, Xia Haotian opened the closed trade union chat channel, and was suddenly startled by the full surname.

Trade union surname:

"Why hasn't the president shown up yet?"

"Could it be that in the face of the enemy's provocation, we swallow our anger so much?"

"Level 20 Berserker, please fight!"

"Fight"

……

The entire union channel completely exploded, and cursed and declared war surnames abounded, and there were many members who volunteered to fight.

Xia Haotian has a full view of all this, for some players who love the union and take the glory of the union as the first place, they all silently keep it in mind, and they can be trained as core members in the future.

Union Announcement: President Dust Announcement All Members: I can understand everyone's feelings, please be calm, now announce a few instructions, 1, the members who have lost their level and equipment will be made up by the union, 2, all members of the union temporarily hide the union badge, seize the time to level up, 3, please be ready to fight at any time.

Xia Haotian knew that he had to come forward to solve the problem, and if he ignored this matter, it would chill the hearts of a group of union members.

"The president is mighty, and he is trembling"

"Battle"

……

Xia Haotian's arrangement, won everyone's support, for a time the enthusiasm of the trade union members was unprecedentedly high, a murderous momentum seemed to have broken through the shackles of space, if Xia Haotian chose to forbear, it would make a large number of members disappointed in it, originally they entered Long Xiao to be happy, and they were bullied by others without temper, which was against their heart.

Recently, the union has never stopped recruiting high-level players, and the members of the entire union have exploded to more than 1,200 people, and the prototype of a large guild has been looming, which is still the effect of Xia Haotian's advocacy of preferring shortage to indiscriminate, recruiting all high-end players with good character and high level, otherwise the members of the union can be conservatively estimated to be doubled.

All the players who will join the club have to go through several high-level selections, and Xia Haotian doesn't want to recruit some moths to come in and eat away at the fruits of their labor.

"Why are the jihadist unions taking revenge on us at this time? Is there something strange? Now the questions that made Xia Haotian puzzled one after another, stretched out his slender fingers and rubbed his temples, making his mind clearer.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and leveling with peace of mind is the king," Xia Haotian muttered to himself.

Put aside these annoying things, close the union chat channel, adjust your mentality, and continue to search for the next target.

Another mid-level demon soldier came into view, and at the moment it was wandering around leisurely, its nose constantly sniffing in the air, as if some special aura was about to be searched for by it.

With his bow on the arrow, Xia Haotian would not be polite to the monster, in his eyes, these were all small vaults, and the battle directly kicked off.

"According to the news that the president's brothers have heard, the Jihadist Union has been frantically recruiting troops in the past few days, and I am afraid that there will be big moves in the next few days" In a secret location in Cassie Town, a player from the Fengyun Guild was reporting the situation.

These big guilds all have their own eyeliner, and the slightest movement of several other guilds is immediately known to them.

"I know, pay close attention to their movements, and report as soon as there is news," Fengyun Lao Xu nodded.

"Yes," the jihad player replied.

Fengyun Lao Xu waved his hand and motioned for him to retreat.

"Interesting, it seems that the kid from the Sword of Holy War is not willing to be lonely?" Fengyun Lao Xu said to himself, a handsome face with a thoughtful expression, and suddenly a figure of a player holding a bow and arrow suddenly popped out of his mind, giving people the feeling that it always revealed a mystery, and the sword of holy war was deflated in his hand one after another, which made him want to laugh.

"Someone is coming," Fengyun Lao Xu called loudly.

"What does the president command?" An Assassin player stood respectfully in front of him.

"Let your brothers speed up the search for high-level bosses and strive to win the title of Long Xiao's second trade union," Fengyun Lao Xu's undoubted voice sounded.

"Yes!" Then an acceleration vanished into the crowd.

For a while, the bosses of the major trade unions received the news reported by their subordinates, and the general content was almost the same, and they hurriedly arranged for their subordinates to look around for the traces of the boss, all of them wanted to win the second gang token as soon as possible, Xia Haotian's god-killing union benefits, whether it was gold coins or the promotion of the union level, made them red-eyed, and they all understood that the sooner the union was established, the more beneficial it would be to the future development.

Players with a little bit of thought can feel that several small towns near Cassie have been surging for a while, and the various leveling maps have suddenly increased a lot of manpower, and the teams of the major unions have begun to get busy, and the players' enthusiasm for the game has soared, and everyone is busy leveling up and brushing the boss, giving people the illusion that a storm is coming.

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