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One thousand eight hundred and eighty-six

William wants to say, can you hold back your words?

Qin Mo had already spoken over there: "What kind of compromise?"

"It's not good to directly ask for the reward. I've been playing games recently. I heard from William that you have played games before, so we will compete. If you win, we will help you, whether it's the venue or other things." About said this and smiled: "If you lose, how about the cufflink on your sleeve as the reward this time?"

Qin Mo glanced at his cuffs and said, "Although I have given the reward, I don't like other people's ideas about making me something. What kind of game?"

"Hero, how about it?" About didn't expect that this person had already paid me, but the other party agreed, and it was very good to follow the script he wrote.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows slowly: "Hero?"

"That's right, hero, you should be able to play it. After all, such a popular game." About couldn't hear Qin Mo's potential meaning.

Qin Mo reached out and pulled open his collar, feeling very weak: "You can play."

"There is no computer here, and the server operation is more complicated than mobile games. Let's play mobile games in order to be faster." About said as he took out his mobile phone.

After Qin Mo came here, he had uninstalled the game and looked up at William: "Give me a phone with games."

When Albert heard this, he felt that the person in front of him who was called the big devil by William was more or less exaggerated. At least in terms of games, he should be just average, otherwise, there would be no heroes on his mobile phone.

William, who is familiar with Qin Mo, especially wanted to remind his friend that the big devil is scary!

"My phone can only be on my account." William was still struggling.

Qin Mo glanced at him: "Then use your number."

"My account has just been played, and there is nothing." To be honest, William is really a game scumbag, and he doesn't have much time to play games. So many beauties accompany him, who still plays games? Right? Anyway, he doesn't play because he doesn't.

Qin Mo's voice was light: "Just have a role."

What else can William say? He pushed his phone forward and he really couldn't afford to offend the big devil.

Albert reached out and patted him on the back: "Hey, you really are, look up."

William: What do you know when you talk?

Albert was still laughing: "Your account has nothing, you don't have any good time playing this, it depends on how I hit him."

William said, "I'm not here?" The big devil tortured him!

Albert didn't know what was going on, so he first logged in.

He was originally a friend of William, but now he is convenient to invite someone.

Qin Mo only glanced at William's account and found nothing. Fortunately, there was an assassin who could use it.

Albert is still very gentlemanly: "Do you want to change the number?"

"No." Qin Mo's slender fingers moved back and forth twice, and adjusted the settings: "Come on."

It was at this time.

A figure walked in.

The silver hair, paired with the black T-shirt on her body, her skin was as fair as a vampire nobleman, and a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth: "I found it."

William opened his mouth: "Nine..."

"Hmm?" Bo Jiu walked over him and looked at Qin Mo's hand: "Game?"
Chapter completed!
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