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Wang Yan whispered the game of Wuya'an song "lol" on the back of the Taoist corpse.∮ After hearing the Taoist corpse, he couldn't help but sweat on his back.

The corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. This... it seems that I have always misunderstood the corpse Taoist.

The little tail of youth, uh...this is his so-called little tail of youth!?

And it seems that he has spent a lot of effort on this game, otherwise he would not have played so well.

Sweat! It’s all because these two guys are so obscene and lively that they are so rude and moving. Isn’t it just that they come out to play a game every night? As for the expressions, they are so rippling?

Wang Yan remembered these days and had been misunderstood by these two guys who had sex and became a gangster. He went out every night to do not do good things, and his heart couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Keep listening with your ears...

"Wang Yan, that little brat, just because he plays a lot of games, does he respond quickly?" The Taoist corpse was so arrogant that he killed all sides, and his mouse and keyboard were operating smoothly. The zombie face was shaking, "When I play this game, I will be super amazing. I will turn around and pretend to be young and newcomers to pk him once, and I don't believe that he won't take the bait. This time I won't cheat him so hard that he will vomit three liters of blood, and I will never give up. Hehehe~~"

A series of grim smiles like a big villain resounded throughout the Internet cafe, echoing and cleaning. This unruly laughter contained a lot of unwillingness and a lot of sinisterness.

Many people who were surfing the Internet were shocked by the laughter and raised their heads and muttered: "Who is so unethical? Is it open to the public when I brush the dungeon?"

Fortunately, those who come to the Internet cafe at this point are all hardcore online fans, and their attention is quickly shifted. Those who should play dungeons continue to play dungeons. Those who should play dungeons continue to play dungeons.

Wang Yan heard this harsh grin, but his back felt numb. It turned out that the corpse Taoist was desperately playing this game. In addition to being fun, he also wanted to cheat himself hard. Thinking about it, he was also afraid. If he insisted on fighting with him alone, the chance of taking the bait would be very high.

Fortunately, this time I came and saw through his "conspiracy".

This old monster! Do you dare to heavier your obsession?

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"Is this the Nine-tailed Demon Fox?" Wu Ya'an Ge here ignored the corpse Taoist's howl, and was familiar with the game. His attention was completely on the game characters, and he pondered and commented. "The picture is quite good, but it is much worse than the temperament of the real Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox."

"Have you seen the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox?"

Wang Yan was helping her recharge to prepare to buy the Nine-tailed Demon Fox. He looked surprised: "Didn't you say that the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox will be in chaos when it comes out?"

"Although I have never seen the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, I have seen the Eight-tailed Fox King when I was a child." Wu Ya'an Ge leaned back slightly on the sofa, and a blur appeared in his moving starry eyes. "She is so charming and charming. Just simply stand there, and that peerless posture can make everyone worship him."

"Hiss!?" Wang Yan took a breath of air in surprise, "There are really eight tailed vixen in this world? How powerful is she!"

He has no feelings for what he is "sexy and charming" and "charming". He is just a vixen. How beautiful can he be?

He just remembered the vixen with two tails, both of which were so powerful. It is said that the vixen with three tails is a domain-level powerhouse.

The fox king had eight tails...

He couldn't even imagine how strong that was.

"Of course it's very, very powerful." Wu Ya'an Ge seemed to admire the Eight-Tailed Fox King very much, his cheeks were slightly rosy, and his breathing was rapid, "A powerful man like the Fox King is a first-class existence in the whole world. She stomped her feet, which could even cause changes in the world."

A top expert standing in the world! Wang Yan's heart was in a state of excitement and fascinated.

At the same time, I was filled with emotion. The eight-tailed vixen! It is really hard to guess what her terribleness is. With her current combat power and full firepower, she should be able to compete with the three-tailed fox demon.

But if you face the Eight-Tailed Fox King, it would be light to say that you were beaten. Perhaps the other party would be able to torture yourself to death by moving a finger.

After sighing for a long time, Wang Yan came to his senses and started playing games with Wu Ya'an Ge, no longer thinking about the eight-tailed nine-tailed vixen. It was too far away from him, and maybe there would be no intersection in his life.

Back at the game, Wang Yan finally understood that superpowers are far superior to ordinary people in terms of memory, reaction, etc.

Wu Ya'an Ge learned the rules with great speed and got it. After two games, he played with the small scribe played by Wang Yan. He killed the other party and cursed. These days, the great gods are too shameless. They don't sleep in the middle of the night, and use the small scribe to turn black to abuse the food.

As she played, Wu Ya'an Ge became more and more interested. Her hand speed was so fast that it was outrageous, her fingertips flew. When she escaped with the second limit, she could also type and mock and provoke it. She calculated the cooldown time of both skills, turned around and killed one, and then left.

Wang Yan was amazed at the sight. He was really a B-level powerhouse. His nerve reaction speed and battlefield rhythm control were so powerful.

As I was playing, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Wang Yan advised him back several times, but he was rejected by the increasingly active Wuya Ange. Judging from her attitude, she was afraid that she would really have to stay in the Internet cafe.

This made Wang Yan secretly open his mind and applied to Director Feng to set up a piece of land in the unit to set up an Internet cafe. This would solve the problem of the registration rate of employees of the State Council and the African Bureau, and form teams to play professional competitions, and generate income for the unit. Isn’t it the best of both worlds?

"Boy, how could you be here!?"

The Taoist of the Corpse had had a few games as if no one was around, and finally he was thinking about going on a business trip tomorrow morning. Seeing that the time was almost over, he reluctantly got off the machine.

But when I turned around, I saw that it was OK, and I almost squirted to death with an old blood.

I saw Wang Yan and Wu Ya'an Ge sitting on the machine behind him, playing games with all concentration, relish and flourishing.

"Senior Corpse, such a coincidence?" Wang Yan raised his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"Same as above!" Wu Ya'ange stared at the screen with his eyes, waved his hand casually and continued to control the nine-tailed demon fox to charm all living beings.

"Wow, I'm so angry." The corpse Taoist suddenly turned pale. He stomped his feet and said in a furious manner. "You two actually followed me and violated my personal rights. I want to sue you to the bureau, deduct your salary and reduce your level."

**No**The corpse Taoist actually doesn't matter, but he was too addicted to games just now. He didn't know when that brat Wang Yan came, and did he hear his rampant self-talking. If he heard that, wouldn't the plan he had worked hard to lose?

"Senior Zi is so serious." Wang Yan turned around and smiled at him, "Internet cafes are public places. The state only stipulates that minors are not allowed to enter. There is no requirement that senior Zi play in Internet cafes. We cannot enter. What's more, seniors are laity experts, please pay attention to their demeanor..."

"Xiao Yan doesn't care about him, cooperate, and cooperate with me quickly." Wu Ya'an Ge didn't raise his eyelids, and quickly operated the mouse and keyboard, "I'm so old that I still complain like a primary school girl, and he always asks him to sue."

"Wow, I'm so angry..." The Taoist of the Corpse has been around for half a lifetime. He has never been so coldly treated by the juniors. But before he finished speaking, he lay down behind Wuya Ange's sofa. He said angrily, "Can you play the Nine-tailed Fox? It's too early to open, I'm so angry."

"Calm, calm." Liu Lang ran over to smooth things over and said, "Lao Shi, Lao Wang, and Miss Ange are all colleagues. The atmosphere is more friendly, and it is rare for four people to get together. Why not call the network administrator and start a black and slaughtering dish together."

Then at Liu Lang's suggestion, a group of people began to form a team to play the black.

This game was played until dawn. If Wang Yan hadn't received a call from Director Zhao that the plane was ready, it would have been guaranteed that this group of people would have to continue.

...

In the afternoon, the sky in central China was clear and clear.

Only the sky above the Beim Mountains hundreds of miles is filled with clouds and mist, and a faint gloom is revealed.

"Buzz~"

A tactical transport aircraft pierced obliquely from the atmospheric stratosphere into the troposphere where the air was flowing violently. The huge fuselage trembled violently in the surging clouds.

In the huge cabin, only two men and one woman were carried.

But each of these three people has a special image and temperament.

The woman looks about twenty-three or four years old, her pretty face is charming but a hint of coldness. She is wearing a tight black dress, showing her delicate figure to the fullest.

Two old daggers with sheaths hanging on the slender waist, slanted by a slim and slim ones. Judging from the black anti-slip cloth wrapped around the handle of the dagger, these daggers are definitely not decorations.

Instead of sitting in the seat as required and buckled the safety belt. Instead, she hugged her hands and leaned leisurely against the bulkhead, her eyes half-closed and half-closed, and was recuperating.

The fuselage that was swooping downward and shaking violently had no effect on her. Her casual legs were firmly tied to the ground like nails.

The two men were old and young. The old one was wearing a black robe, with gray hair and a dull face like a zombie. He did not sit on the chair, but sat directly on the ground of the cabin with his legs crossed. A pair of gray eyes seemed a little confused, constantly playing with the big ring on his thumb.

The ring is jade-white, with an ancient style and a heavy patina. It seems to be a while ago.

There was also a silver mini-shaped coffin on the old man's thigh. It was about one meter long, dozens of centimeters in height, and a clumsy image, with a dark silver color. You can vaguely see the patterns on it were covered with fine blood-colored runes, exuding a strange atmosphere.

It is gloomy and terrifying, making people shudder.

Compared with the old man, the young man is very tall and handsome. He is wearing a pair of uniquely shaped combat boots, a jungle camouflage uniform that shows his spirit, a bracelet with an ancient shape on his wrist, and a cute little pet with a fluffy smile. He smiles very friendly, making people feel intimate.

If he went on a blind date, I believe there were few mother-in-law in this world who could resist it.

These two men and one woman are naturally members of the "Beijing Corpse Riot" mission, Wu Ya'an Ge, the Corpse Taoist, and Wang Yan.
Chapter completed!