Chapter 380
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Mu Sicheng frowned and looked at the team members who were sitting on the bench in the opposite Russell Cemetery, ready to play: "Why are there only two people? Are you still wearing a mask?"
The masks worn by members of the Russell Cemetery team depict a sun radiating light all around.
Wang Shun looked at the two players who were sitting on the bench opposite without saying a word, and quickly tensed up: "The one on the left is their president, and he hasn't come out for a game for a long time. Why did you come out to us this time?"
"According to their usual tactical style." Liu Jiayi calmly analyzed, "The skills of these two people should be able to defeat us."
Bai Liu simply swept across the masks of the team members in the Russell Cemetery, and looked at the auditorium without staying too long. corner position.
Sitting there was a man wearing a top hat, a white coat, and holding a cane. He seemed to be aware of Bai Liu's gaze, and he took off his hat in a gentlemanly manner, and opened his hands to Bai Liu Slightly smiled.
Wang Shun followed Bai Liu's line of sight and jumped in surprise: "Charles? Why did he come here? Didn't he come to watch our games before the challenge?"
"And if I remember correctly..." Wang Shun quickly opened the system panel, "Today's mid-season game is a game of the Gamblers Union! He should be playing, why is he here?"
Bai Liu's eyes met Charles's: "Because I talked to Charles alone before going on stage."
Wang Shun was startled: "What are you talking about?"
"After this game, the next game is the challenge game. The opponent's gambling pool and accumulation will be dozens of times that of ours. In order to control the field, I need the strong support of Charles, an investor. " Bai Liu withdrew his gaze calmly, "So I say, come to watch the game today, and he will get a gamble game that satisfies him."
"So he happily decided to forego the game and come and see my match betting."
"Satisfy Charles?!" Wang Shun couldn't help raising his voice for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it, his face anxious, "President, Charles is a gambler, unless he can double his winnings of the game, the rest of the game will not be satisfied."
"We are going to play a challenge match soon. It is not necessary to show your loyalty to him now. You shouldn't be so anxious to talk to Charles about this today. Today's game will be considered wonderful if we win Russell , Their gambling pool is not big, and the money raised from the gambling pool cannot feed Charles at all."
The expression on Wang Shun's face became more and more solemn: "Giving up his game to watch our game means that Charles is giving up his deposit in the betting pool... Once a person like Charles gives up something, what will he do? He will not hesitate to withdraw his investment if he does not see the feedback he wants in the matter!"
Bai Liu calmly put on the leather jacket and walked forward: "I'm sure, just leave it to me, don't worry."
Sitting in the auditorium, Charles leaned on the top of the stick, and tapped his fingers on the ball casually. He moved his eyes from the white willow to the players in the Russell Cemetery on the opposite side. The smile becomes more and more meaningful:
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a game that satisfies me. I hope that the horse I’ve chosen this year won’t disappoint me, and I can deliver a game that satisfies me as promised. Not wasting my precious game time."
A loud discussion broke out in the auditorium:
"Wow, the Gamblers Alliance really dared to give up the game, didn't play three games, and gave away eight to the opponent."
"Isn't the audience in the League of Gamblers going crazy for this game?"
"What's the way? That Charles guy is not the first time to crack down on a fake game to control the flow of the gambling pool. Who told him to have the largest accumulation in the entire game? His own strength is very strong. Moreover, this person's participation in the league is not to win, but to gamble, and I can't figure out his way at all, and there is nothing to do with him."
"Anyway, I don't dare to vote for the Gamblers' League, it's too exciting, and I don't know what the people who voted for the Gamblers' League are thinking..."
"Want to accumulate money? If you hit the bet once and it's so cool, you can directly multiply it hundreds of times."
"Generally, if Charles directly abstains from voting, it means that he voted for the right thing. Are you optimistic about the right thing? Who is he right for?"
"The deer hunter."
"...The deer hunters are really strong this year. They rushed to the third place. I am Charles and I also forfeited the game. Their clown is too scary. The soul smashing skills, they shoot when they are still on the field, attack indiscriminately, and get beaten The people who died screamed so miserable..."
"The deer hunters are only 9 minutes away from catching up with the second king's guild. Are they still competing?"
"Hey, let me see, shit! ——The next game of today's mid-season game, Killing Sequence vs. Deer Hunter!"
Mid-season games.
Daniel leaned lazily on the back of the chair, humming various hometown tunes comfortably, his apple-green eyes swept across the person in the killing sequence opposite him indifferently, as if he didn't feel that he was in front of him. That's right, it's a top team, it's like looking at a pile of corpses.
Spades was lowering his head to adjust his shoes. He sensed that someone was looking at him, so he raised his head. Daniel and Spades, who were looking at each other, split their mouths and smiled instantly. He flicked his head like a playful one, making a gesture of shooting, squinting his eyes to snipe at Spade and the few players beside him, and made a bang bang bang onomatopoeia word.
Sitting at the front of the bench, Ni Shen lowered his head in silence, while Cen Unming, who was opposite him, straightened his back, staring at Ni Shen with correct eyes.
The host standing in the middle raised his voice: "Tactists from both sides please shake hands before the battle!"
Nishen and Cen Buming got up and walked towards the big screen in the middle. The two stretched out their legs in front of the big screen. Nishen finally raised his head and looked at Cen Buming on the opposite side. It was a strange sight. Complicated eyes: "...you killed a lot of people in this year's competition."
Cen Buming grinned, and he held Nishen's mouth tightly: "Really? That may be because there are too many damn people this year."
Ni Shen remained silent for a while, he pulled back his hand and turned around to leave, but Cen Buming stepped forward, and he tightly grasped Ni Shen's wrist to prevent him from leaving. Subconsciously, a "teacher..." came out, but it was swallowed back and replaced with "Naishen".
"Ni Shen." Cen Buming's chest rose and fell twice, and he looked at Ni Shen with good eyesight, his voice became hoarse because of the emotional agitation, "Do you think it's wrong for me to kill people?"
"You know what these people do and what they will do, and I also know, shouldn't they die? Shouldn't I kill them?"
Nishen looked at Cen unknown slowly: "They may deserve to die, but not now."
"So they will die in the [future]?" Cen Buming laughed hoarsely, he slowly let go of Nishen's grip, and asked sarcastically, "This world line is already the last [future] , we don’t have more futures to spend and start over.”
"If they don't die, if Bai Liu doesn't die, everyone will lose their [future]."
"[We will die on Bai Liu's feet] This kind of future, haven't you and I seen it more than 600 times? You still have to stick to your stupid set, and if you don't do anything wrong, you will die. Don't you have an idea that doesn't cost you?"
Ni Shen looked up at him: "Yes."
The burning light in Cen Buming's eyes slowly dimmed, he let go of Nishen's grip, shook his head and sneered as if he thought it was extremely funny, and turned around loudly.
"I am his guardian." Nishen's calm voice came from behind him, "He did something wrong, and I will take responsibility with him."
Cen Buming clenched his fists violently, he turned around and grabbed Ni Shen's collar, and yelled at him uncontrollably: "It's him who did something wrong, not you! It's those heretics who are killing people, not you! He is torturing you, Fang Dian, your friends, colleagues, relatives, and all of us!"
"Why do you have to stand by his side!!"
Cen Buming's eyes were red, and he yelled at Nishen's emotionless face in a depressive manner, "If you continue like this, you're going to die, Lu Yizhan!"
When the tacticians communicated before the game, they only needed to step into the login barrier in front of the big screen to log in to the game. Everyone couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but they could see two people standing in front of the big screen The appearance of a dispute.
Seeing that the dispute was about to escalate, in order to ensure the normal progress of the game, Cen did not understand that he was about to be pulled away by the people who rushed in. He didn't move, and stared at his Nishen with indifferent eyes.
He saw Nishen mouth softly: [I'm sorry, junior brother. 】
[System prompt: Sequence Killer vs Deer Hunter, the match officially begins]
[System prompt: Wandering Circus vs Russell Cemetery, the match officially begins]
Yuan Guang stood up tremblingly. He clicked on the [Tactical Permission] column in the system panel, clicked on to abstain from single and double competitions, and then turned his head to look at Shi Qian next to him questioningly.
Shi Qian nodded to him affirmatively, signaling that she was ready.
Yuan Guang turned his head and took a deep breath, looked up at Bai Liu on the opposite side, and clicked on the [Team Competition] option.
[System prompt: The team match is on... It is detected that there are only two players on the Russell Cemetery side, and there are not enough players... It is detected that the Russell Cemetery tactician has special skills and is a summoning type. Let five players appear on the field. Participants, in line with the rules of the team competition, the team competition starts...]
【...Loading the game...】
[System prompt: Both players have logged into the game "How to Own Five Buildings"]
[System prompt: You are an ordinary migrant worker in a bustling metropolis with an average monthly salary of 4,500. You work hard and diligently just to get your own house, but It's a pity that the average housing price here is 320,000 square meters. Even if you don't eat or drink from today, and save all your salary to buy a house, in order to buy a flat of 100 square meters, You have to work for 592 years to buy it. 】
[Activate the main task: Please find a way to own five buildings in this city within a week! 】
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Mu Sicheng frowned and looked at the team members who were sitting on the bench in the opposite Russell Cemetery, ready to play: "Why are there only two people? Are you still wearing a mask?"
The masks worn by members of the Russell Cemetery team depict a sun radiating light all around.
Wang Shun looked at the two players who were sitting on the bench opposite without saying a word, and quickly tensed up: "The one on the left is their president, and he hasn't come out for a game for a long time. Why did you come out to us this time?"
"According to their usual tactical style." Liu Jiayi calmly analyzed, "The skills of these two people should be able to defeat us."
Bai Liu simply swept across the masks of the team members in the Russell Cemetery, and looked at the auditorium without staying too long. corner position.
Sitting there was a man wearing a top hat, a white coat, and holding a cane. He seemed to be aware of Bai Liu's gaze, and he took off his hat in a gentlemanly manner, and opened his hands to Bai Liu Slightly smiled.
Wang Shun followed Bai Liu's line of sight and jumped in surprise: "Charles? Why did he come here? Didn't he come to watch our games before the challenge?"
"And if I remember correctly..." Wang Shun quickly opened the system panel, "Today's mid-season game is a game of the Gamblers Union! He should be playing, why is he here?"
Bai Liu's eyes met Charles's: "Because I talked to Charles alone before going on stage."
Wang Shun was startled: "What are you talking about?"
"After this game, the next game is the challenge game. The opponent's gambling pool and accumulation will be dozens of times that of ours. In order to control the field, I need the strong support of Charles, an investor. " Bai Liu withdrew his gaze calmly, "So I say, come to watch the game today, and he will get a gamble game that satisfies him."
"So he happily decided to forego the game and come and see my match betting."
"Satisfy Charles?!" Wang Shun couldn't help raising his voice for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it, his face anxious, "President, Charles is a gambler, unless he can double his winnings of the game, the rest of the game will not be satisfied."
"We are going to play a challenge match soon. It is not necessary to show your loyalty to him now. You shouldn't be so anxious to talk to Charles about this today. Today's game will be considered wonderful if we win Russell , Their gambling pool is not big, and the money raised from the gambling pool cannot feed Charles at all."
The expression on Wang Shun's face became more and more solemn: "Giving up his game to watch our game means that Charles is giving up his deposit in the betting pool... Once a person like Charles gives up something, what will he do? He will not hesitate to withdraw his investment if he does not see the feedback he wants in the matter!"
Bai Liu calmly put on the leather jacket and walked forward: "I'm sure, just leave it to me, don't worry."
Sitting in the auditorium, Charles leaned on the top of the stick, and tapped his fingers on the ball casually. He moved his eyes from the white willow to the players in the Russell Cemetery on the opposite side. The smile becomes more and more meaningful:
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a game that satisfies me. I hope that the horse I’ve chosen this year won’t disappoint me, and I can deliver a game that satisfies me as promised. Not wasting my precious game time."
A loud discussion broke out in the auditorium:
"Wow, the Gamblers Alliance really dared to give up the game, didn't play three games, and gave away eight to the opponent."
"Isn't the audience in the League of Gamblers going crazy for this game?"
"What's the way? That Charles guy is not the first time to crack down on a fake game to control the flow of the gambling pool. Who told him to have the largest accumulation in the entire game? His own strength is very strong. Moreover, this person's participation in the league is not to win, but to gamble, and I can't figure out his way at all, and there is nothing to do with him."
"Anyway, I don't dare to vote for the Gamblers' League, it's too exciting, and I don't know what the people who voted for the Gamblers' League are thinking..."
"Want to accumulate money? If you hit the bet once and it's so cool, you can directly multiply it hundreds of times."
"Generally, if Charles directly abstains from voting, it means that he voted for the right thing. Are you optimistic about the right thing? Who is he right for?"
"The deer hunter."
"...The deer hunters are really strong this year. They rushed to the third place. I am Charles and I also forfeited the game. Their clown is too scary. The soul smashing skills, they shoot when they are still on the field, attack indiscriminately, and get beaten The people who died screamed so miserable..."
"The deer hunters are only 9 minutes away from catching up with the second king's guild. Are they still competing?"
"Hey, let me see, shit! ——The next game of today's mid-season game, Killing Sequence vs. Deer Hunter!"
Mid-season games.
Daniel leaned lazily on the back of the chair, humming various hometown tunes comfortably, his apple-green eyes swept across the person in the killing sequence opposite him indifferently, as if he didn't feel that he was in front of him. That's right, it's a top team, it's like looking at a pile of corpses.
Spades was lowering his head to adjust his shoes. He sensed that someone was looking at him, so he raised his head. Daniel and Spades, who were looking at each other, split their mouths and smiled instantly. He flicked his head like a playful one, making a gesture of shooting, squinting his eyes to snipe at Spade and the few players beside him, and made a bang bang bang onomatopoeia word.
Sitting at the front of the bench, Ni Shen lowered his head in silence, while Cen Unming, who was opposite him, straightened his back, staring at Ni Shen with correct eyes.
The host standing in the middle raised his voice: "Tactists from both sides please shake hands before the battle!"
Nishen and Cen Buming got up and walked towards the big screen in the middle. The two stretched out their legs in front of the big screen. Nishen finally raised his head and looked at Cen Buming on the opposite side. It was a strange sight. Complicated eyes: "...you killed a lot of people in this year's competition."
Cen Buming grinned, and he held Nishen's mouth tightly: "Really? That may be because there are too many damn people this year."
Ni Shen remained silent for a while, he pulled back his hand and turned around to leave, but Cen Buming stepped forward, and he tightly grasped Ni Shen's wrist to prevent him from leaving. Subconsciously, a "teacher..." came out, but it was swallowed back and replaced with "Naishen".
"Ni Shen." Cen Buming's chest rose and fell twice, and he looked at Ni Shen with good eyesight, his voice became hoarse because of the emotional agitation, "Do you think it's wrong for me to kill people?"
"You know what these people do and what they will do, and I also know, shouldn't they die? Shouldn't I kill them?"
Nishen looked at Cen unknown slowly: "They may deserve to die, but not now."
"So they will die in the [future]?" Cen Buming laughed hoarsely, he slowly let go of Nishen's grip, and asked sarcastically, "This world line is already the last [future] , we don’t have more futures to spend and start over.”
"If they don't die, if Bai Liu doesn't die, everyone will lose their [future]."
"[We will die on Bai Liu's feet] This kind of future, haven't you and I seen it more than 600 times? You still have to stick to your stupid set, and if you don't do anything wrong, you will die. Don't you have an idea that doesn't cost you?"
Ni Shen looked up at him: "Yes."
The burning light in Cen Buming's eyes slowly dimmed, he let go of Nishen's grip, shook his head and sneered as if he thought it was extremely funny, and turned around loudly.
"I am his guardian." Nishen's calm voice came from behind him, "He did something wrong, and I will take responsibility with him."
Cen Buming clenched his fists violently, he turned around and grabbed Ni Shen's collar, and yelled at him uncontrollably: "It's him who did something wrong, not you! It's those heretics who are killing people, not you! He is torturing you, Fang Dian, your friends, colleagues, relatives, and all of us!"
"Why do you have to stand by his side!!"
Cen Buming's eyes were red, and he yelled at Nishen's emotionless face in a depressive manner, "If you continue like this, you're going to die, Lu Yizhan!"
When the tacticians communicated before the game, they only needed to step into the login barrier in front of the big screen to log in to the game. Everyone couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but they could see two people standing in front of the big screen The appearance of a dispute.
Seeing that the dispute was about to escalate, in order to ensure the normal progress of the game, Cen did not understand that he was about to be pulled away by the people who rushed in. He didn't move, and stared at his Nishen with indifferent eyes.
He saw Nishen mouth softly: [I'm sorry, junior brother. 】
[System prompt: Sequence Killer vs Deer Hunter, the match officially begins]
[System prompt: Wandering Circus vs Russell Cemetery, the match officially begins]
Yuan Guang stood up tremblingly. He clicked on the [Tactical Permission] column in the system panel, clicked on to abstain from single and double competitions, and then turned his head to look at Shi Qian next to him questioningly.
Shi Qian nodded to him affirmatively, signaling that she was ready.
Yuan Guang turned his head and took a deep breath, looked up at Bai Liu on the opposite side, and clicked on the [Team Competition] option.
[System prompt: The team match is on... It is detected that there are only two players on the Russell Cemetery side, and there are not enough players... It is detected that the Russell Cemetery tactician has special skills and is a summoning type. Let five players appear on the field. Participants, in line with the rules of the team competition, the team competition starts...]
【...Loading the game...】
[System prompt: Both players have logged into the game "How to Own Five Buildings"]
[System prompt: You are an ordinary migrant worker in a bustling metropolis with an average monthly salary of 4,500. You work hard and diligently just to get your own house, but It's a pity that the average housing price here is 320,000 square meters. Even if you don't eat or drink from today, and save all your salary to buy a house, in order to buy a flat of 100 square meters, You have to work for 592 years to buy it. 】
[Activate the main task: Please find a way to own five buildings in this city within a week! 】
Mu Sicheng frowned and looked at the team members who were sitting on the bench in the opposite Russell Cemetery, ready to play: "Why are there only two people? Are you still wearing a mask?" The masks worn by members of the Russell Cemetery team depict a sun radiating light all around. Wang Shun looked at the two players who were sitting on the bench opposite without saying a word, and quickly tensed up: "The one on the left is their president, and he hasn't come out for a game for a long time. Why did you come out to us this time?" "According to their usual tactical style." Liu Jiayi calmly analyzed, "The skills of these two people should be able to defeat us." Bai Liu simply swept across the masks of the team members in the Russell Cemetery, and looked at the auditorium without staying too long. corner position. Sitting there was a man wearing a top hat, a white coat, and holding a cane. He seemed to be aware of Bai Liu's gaze, and he took off his hat in a gentlemanly manner, and opened his hands to Bai Liu Slightly smiled. Wang Shun followed Bai Liu's line of sight and jumped in surprise: "Charles? Why did he come here? Didn't he come to watch our games before the challenge?" "And if I remember correctly..." Wang Shun quickly opened the system panel, "Today's mid-season game is a game of the Gamblers Union! He should be playing, why is he here?" Bai Liu's eyes met Charles's: "Because I talked to Charles alone before going on stage." Wang Shun was startled: "What are you talking about?" "After this game, the next game is the challenge game. The opponent's gambling pool and accumulation will be dozens of times that of ours. In order to control the field, I need the strong support of Charles, an investor. " Bai Liu withdrew his gaze calmly, "So I say, come to watch the game today, and he will get a gamble game that satisfies him." "So he happily decided to forego the game and come and see my match betting." "Satisfy Charles?!" Wang Shun couldn't help raising his voice for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it, his face anxious, "President, Charles is a gambler, unless he can double his winnings of the game, the rest of the game will not be satisfied." "We are going to play a challenge match soon. It is not necessary to show your loyalty to him now. You shouldn't be so anxious to talk to Charles about this today. Today's game will be considered wonderful if we win Russell , Their gambling pool is not big, and the money raised from the gambling pool cannot feed Charles at all." The expression on Wang Shun's face became more and more solemn: "Giving up his game to watch our game means that Charles is giving up his deposit in the betting pool... Once a person like Charles gives up something, what will he do? He will not hesitate to withdraw his investment if he does not see the feedback he wants in the matter!" Bai Liu calmly put on the leather jacket and walked forward: "I'm sure, just leave it to me, don't worry." Sitting in the auditorium, Charles leaned on the top of the stick, and tapped his fingers on the ball casually. He moved his eyes from the white willow to the players in the Russell Cemetery on the opposite side. The smile becomes more and more meaningful: It's been a long time since I've seen a game that satisfies me. I hope that the horse I've chosen this year won't disappoint me, and I can deliver a game that satisfies me as promised. Not wasting my precious game time." A loud discussion broke out in the auditorium: "Wow, the Gamblers Alliance really dared to give up the game, didn't play three games, and gave away eight to the opponent." "Isn't the audience in the League of Gamblers going crazy for this game?" "What's the way? That Charles guy is not the first time to crack down on a fake game to control the flow of the gambling pool. Who told him to have the largest accumulation in the entire game? His own strength is very strong. Moreover, this person's participation in the league is not to win, but to gamble, and I can't figure out his way at all, and there is nothing to do with him." "Anyway, I don't dare to vote for the Gamblers' League, it's too exciting, and I don't know what the people who voted for the Gamblers' League are thinking..." "Want to accumulate money? If you hit the bet once and it's so cool, you can directly multiply it hundreds of times." "Generally, if Charles directly abstains from voting, it means that he voted for the right thing. Are you optimistic about the right thing? Who is he right for?" "The deer hunter." "...The deer hunters are really strong this year. They rushed to the third place. I am Charles and I also forfeited the game. Their clown is too scary. The soul smashing skills, they shoot when they are still on the field, attack indiscriminately, and get beaten The people who died screamed so miserable..." "The deer hunters are only 9 minutes away from catching up with the second king's guild. Are they still competing?" "Hey, let me see, shit! The next game of today's mid-season game, Killing Sequence vs. Deer Hunter!" Mid-season games. Daniel leaned lazily on the back of the chair, humming various hometown tunes comfortably, his apple-green eyes swept across the person in the killing sequence opposite him indifferently, as if he didn't feel that he was in front of him. That's right, it's a top team, it's like looking at a pile of corpses. Spades was lowering his head to adjust his shoes. He sensed that someone was looking at him, so he raised his head. Daniel and Spades, who were looking at each other, split their mouths and smiled instantly. He flicked his head like a playful one, making a gesture of shooting, squinting his eyes to snipe at Spade and the few players beside him, and made a bang bang bang onomatopoeia word. Sitting at the front of the bench, Ni Shen lowered his head in silence, while Cen Unming, who was opposite him, straightened his back, staring at Ni Shen with correct eyes. The host standing in the middle raised his voice: "Tactists from both sides please shake hands before the battle!" Nishen and Cen Buming got up and walked towards the big screen in the middle. The two stretched out their legs in front of the big screen. Nishen finally raised his head and looked at Cen Buming on the opposite side. It was a strange sight. Complicated eyes: "...you killed a lot of people in this year's competition." Cen Buming grinned, and he held Nishen's mouth tightly: "Really? That may be because there are too many damn people this year." Ni Shen remained silent for a while, he pulled back his hand and turned around to leave, but Cen Buming stepped forward, and he tightly grasped Ni Shen's wrist to prevent him from leaving. Subconsciously, a "teacher..." came out, but it was swallowed back and replaced with "Naishen". "Ni Shen." Cen Buming's chest rose and fell twice, and he looked at Ni Shen with good eyesight, his voice became hoarse because of the emotional agitation, "Do you think it's wrong for me to kill people?" "You know what these people do and what they will do, and I also know, shouldn't they die? Shouldn't I kill them?" Nishen looked at Cen unknown slowly: "They may deserve to die, but not now." "So they will die in the future?" Cen Buming laughed hoarsely, he slowly let go of Nishen's grip, and asked sarcastically, "This world line is already the last future , we don't have more futures to spend and start over. "If they don't die, if Bai Liu doesn't die, everyone will lose their future." "We will die on Bai Liu's feet This kind of future, haven't you and I seen it more than 600 times? You still have to stick to your stupid set, and if you don't do anything wrong, you will die. Don't you have an idea that doesn't cost you?" Ni Shen looked up at him: "Yes." The burning light in Cen Buming's eyes slowly dimmed, he let go of Nishen's grip, shook his head and sneered as if he thought it was extremely funny, and turned around loudly. "I am his guardian." Nishen's calm voice came from behind him, "He did something wrong, and I will take responsibility with him." Cen Buming clenched his fists violently, he turned around and grabbed Ni Shen's collar, and yelled at him uncontrollably: "It's him who did something wrong, not you! It's those heretics who are killing people, not you! He is torturing you, Fang Dian, your friends, colleagues, relatives, and all of us!" "Why do you have to stand by his side!!" Cen Buming's eyes were red, and he yelled at Nishen's emotionless face in a depressive manner, "If you continue like this, you're going to die, Lu Yizhan!" When the tacticians communicated before the game, they only needed to step into the login barrier in front of the big screen to log in to the game. Everyone couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they could see two people standing in front of the big screen The appearance of a dispute. Seeing that the dispute was about to escalate, in order to ensure the normal progress of the game, Cen did not understand that he was about to be pulled away by the people who rushed in. He didn't move, and stared at his Nishen with indifferent eyes. He saw Nishen mouth softly: I'm sorry, junior brother. System prompt: Sequence Killer vs Deer Hunter, the match officially begins System prompt: Wandering Circus vs Russell Cemetery, the match officially begins Yuan Guang stood up tremblingly. He clicked on the Tactical Permission column in the system panel, clicked on to abstain from single and double competitions, and then turned his head to look at Shi Qian next to him questioningly. Shi Qian nodded to him affirmatively, signaling that she was ready. Yuan Guang turned his head and took a deep breath, looked up at Bai Liu on the opposite side, and clicked on the Team Competition option. System prompt: The team match is on... It is detected that there are only two players on the Russell Cemetery side, and there are not enough players... It is detected that the Russell Cemetery tactician has special skills and is a summoning type. Let five players appear on the field. Participants, in line with the rules of the team competition, the team competition starts... ...Loading the game... System prompt: Both players have logged into the game "How to Own Five Buildings" System prompt: You are an ordinary migrant worker in a bustling metropolis with an average monthly salary of 4,500. You work hard and diligently just to get your own house, but It's a pity that the average housing price here is 320,000 square meters. Even if you don't eat or drink from today, and save all your salary to buy a house, in order to buy a flat of 100 square meters, You have to work for 592 years to buy it. Activate the main task: Please find a way to own five buildings in this city within a week!
