After watching the second game, it was getting late, and many players left the clubhouse one after another to go back to the hotel to rest. Of course, there are also some people who stay in the clubhouse and start the sweep operation in the strategic map.

In the hotel room, the old Templar leaned on the sofa, holding a half-burned cigarette in his right hand. Around him sat several men and women, namely the Fantasy Bandit, the Fantasy Heart, the Flame, the Flame, and the Slayer and several other guild bosses who were competing alone.

"Shit, that bastard! Even if I am disqualified, how can the security guards under him dare to beat people? ”

Ma Yan, who was kicked out of the venue in the morning and disqualified, covered his belly and cursed Xu Feng and his security guards.

The old gun flicked off the soot without changing his face, and did not pay attention to his face, but glanced at the people present, and asked slowly: "Soon it will be our turn to be the final, I called everyone over today, do you want to ask everyone's opinions, on the day of the finals, do you want to obey the command of the twelve wings, or follow me." ”

"Listen to that hairy boy? Dream! Old gun, I'll follow you. The flame spoke first and took a stand. The others exchanged their heads for a while, and echoed each other, the status of the Temple Guild in the traditional online game industry is still difficult for ordinary people to shake, although it is not a top-level guild, but it is also a famous party, and although the old gun is a little arrogant, he has some ability, otherwise how can he make the guild so big?

"Actually, it doesn't matter who commands, the most important thing is to win this game and win the prize money......" It was the bandit who spoke, and the fantasy who sat next to him frowned slightly.

"Yes, as long as you can get the bonus, it doesn't matter who commands him?" Several of the guild bosses immediately jumped from their original camp to the bandits.

The old gun seemed to have expected this, he laughed, patted the bandit on the shoulder and said: "Dude, it's true that the winning team has 10,000 each, but the first person in military merit has 500,000, do you think it's better to take 10,000 or 30,000?" ”

"30,000? What 30 thousand? Everyone looked at it with puzzled faces, only to see the old spear stand up from his position, gently shook his right hand and said: "The strength of the army of the twelve wings is far above us, if he is allowed to command the battle, 500,000 will definitely fall into his pocket, his command talent and the strength of the royal vulture You have all seen, this is no suspense." The old gun looked at the expressions on everyone's faces with great satisfaction, and continued: "Instead of letting him swallow this big meatloaf alone, it is better for our brothers to think of a way to gnaw it down, and I will take the majority of the money obtained, and give the rest to you, which is hundreds of thousands." ”

"Do you have a plan?" One of the bosses asked.

The old gun smiled proudly: "Of course, after playing the game for so many years, if I can't even think of a trick to deal with him as a hairy boy, wouldn't I be a fool of nothing?" ”

The bandit frowned slightly, although he had a vague fight with Zhang Mu, but he didn't want to be an enemy of Zhang Mu in his heart, after all, Zhang Mu left a pretty good impression on him.

The bandit's subtle facial expressions were fully admired by the fantasy, and the woman was about to speak, but saw the bandit stand up from his position and said: "Don't make things so complicated, when it comes to the day of the game, whether you can win or not is another matter, and now you want to divide the money, will it be too early?" Is it nine out of ten? ”

A trace of displeasure flashed on the old gun's face, and he shouted lightly: "Bandit, do you believe in Lao Tzu's strength?" Or do you have an idea about that bonus? ”

"Haha, I still know very well how many pounds and taels I have, but I just think that it is not suitable for so many of us to deal with a young man in his early twenties." After hesitating for a moment, the bandit said slowly: "I still don't mix this matter." ”

Flame was stunned: "Brother bandit, you?" ”

The bandit shook his head lightly and left the room with a heart of illusion.

The old gun shrugged indifferently: "It's better to have one less person to divide the money, then, I'm going to talk about my plan next, you have to listen to it......"

"Did you take the wrong medicine? Why do you want to help Twelvewings speak? Standing in the hallway, I fantasized about shaking off the bandit's hand, and I was very angry.

The bandit laughed: "I'm not helping him, I'm just a little blind." Old Gun is so arrogant, what kind of medicine is sold in his gourd, don't I know yet, he wants to take this opportunity to raise the prestige of their Temple Guild in the online game world, so I won't play into his trap. I think Twelvewings is a good person, a good friend to make in, at least, he doesn't talk to me in a condescending tone. ”

"Do you think so?" Fantasy pretended to be pitiful, leaned on the bandit's shoulder, and said with grievances: "I don't know my heart if I know people...... There's something I wasn't going to tell you, but I'm afraid you'll be deceived by his appearance. ”

"Scammed? Deceived by whom? The bandit was full of mist: "You don't mean twelve-winged, do you?" ”

"Well, last night, I met him when I went back to my room, and he said... He said..."

"What did he say?"

"He said that as long as I was willing to 'that' with him, he was willing to give me an extra $10,000 after the game, and said that he was 90% sure that he would win the first place in military merit in this game... He also said that I should leave you and be his lover..."

"What?! Fuck him..."The bandit was furious, jumped up from the ground, and roared: "Fuck, I have always regarded him as a decent gentleman, how can he be so cheap in his bones?" No, I'm going to fucking have to settle accounts with him! ”

"Don't, don't go......" Fantasy grabbed the bandit's arm with all her might, her big eyes were full of crystal tears, and she said pitifully: "He will definitely not admit that he said such a thing, and you will go in vain... I really don't want to tell you about this, I'm afraid that you will say that I am sowing discord, but if you think about it, I don't know him at all, so why bother stirring up..."

Fantasy poured his heart into saying this, and the bandit was angry and red in his ears, scolded fiercely, turned around and pushed open the door, rushed into the house and said: "Old gun, count me in!" Twelve-winged, Lao Tzu is not finished with you! ”

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

The old gun suddenly laughed: "Bandit, your face must have changed too quickly, right?" Can you tell me what makes you angry like this? ”

Fantasy poured into the heart and pulled the bandit's sleeve behind him, and the bandit suddenly understood, sat on the sofa angrily and shouted: "Don't ask so much, tell me how to deal with him!" Damn, even if you don't want this money, Lao Tzu can't let Twelve-Wings get it! ”

"! You dare to pry even the corner of Lao Tzu's wall! "Where can the bandits, who are carried away by anger, still see the sinister smile on the corner of the corner of the fantasy heart's mouth.

(To be continued)