Chapter 2561 (2/2)
”What do I think of this segment? Moreover, this is an unfair battle. Why do I record the video? Does it add shame?”
Masala said excitedly, and everyone laughed.
”Masala, what do you mean you're so angry now?”
Someone asked.
Masala said angrily, ”I'm not reconciled. I want to kill the assassin and let him know that the arena is not a place where rich bastards can run wild.”
”It's a pity you lost.”
”Hum, give me another chance, I'm sure I can win!”
Masala said so. After smoking a cigarette, she calmed down, put on her helmet again and entered the game.
Other professional players were curious and did not continue training.
It's masala's helmet.
Observe masala's perspective through the huge projector in the hall.
And when Marsala enters the game.
Suddenly realized a problem.
The enemy just now is an anonymous player.
She can't add each other or invite each other to fight!
”Damn it! Why is it like this! No, I can't accept it!”
Masala roared excitedly, took off her helmet and said to other players, ”who of you has a high winning account with a score of 1500 to 2000? Now rank me and maybe you can meet him!”
Everyone is a professional player.
Sometimes there are no people in the high section.
You'll fry fish in low sections.
So everyone has a trumpet.
In masala's rude words.
The professional players kept a gentleman, put on their helmets and began to line up with trumpets.
”I seem to have lined up with an anonymous assassin, masala. Is that what you said?”
One of the professional players with curly hair suddenly shouted.
After the external projection of her helmet, masala immediately gnashed her teeth and said, ”it's him! Maggie long, as long as you win him, I'll buy madea tea for the next month!”
”Ha ha, it's enough to have you. Wait, my goddess masala. I'll kill this guy for you and take revenge!”
Ma Jilong said excitedly and focused on the game.
At the same time.
Other professional players also keep an eye on the projection screen in the hall.
I want to see what that sick pet looks like.
……
”Well, the opponent's winning rate is also very high this time.”
Game world.
Chu Jing was curious when he found that his enemy was a short goblin warrior.
I'm taking a look at the information of this opponent called ”majilon trumpet”.
Chu Jing found that his ranking was two thousand.
But the winning rate is as high as 95%.
Very good.
”One after another, are you touching substitute practice and trumpet dogs?”
”It's a little interesting.”
Chu Jing smiled and said to Congcong, who was waiting in the pet stall, ”little girl, the stronger your opponent is next, you have to take it easy and don't lose.”
Congcong won the battle with Tango wildcat just now.
But it's also because Chu Jing helped.
If Chu is not surprised.
It's hard for Congcong to win the tango wildcat.
After all, this guy is smart, not to mention winning.
But it's OK to get a draw after the battle deadline.
Congcong's head flashed one after another.
Seems to be saying no problem.
”Come on, little girl, it's your turn.”
When the countdown returns to zero and Chu Jing is ready to summon Cong.
His enemy, majilon, did not rush, but said with a smile, ”boy, you have made my goddess angry. I'm here for revenge.”
”I hope you can apologize to my goddess after you lose!”
“？”
Chu Jing showed a puzzled expression: ”are you the guy's friend just now?”
”Yes, well, boy, I know you have some bad money. It's just an arena. It's a place to fight fairly and fairly.”
”I hope you will leave with your pet and stinky money after you lose, and never set foot here!”
This Ma Jilong, very middle two, said.
Chu Jing was amused. ”It seems that I was mistaken for a boring local tyrant player.”
Where there are people, there is Jianghu.
Not only outside the arena, tyrant players bully civilians.
In the arena.
There are also some local tyrants who think they have good strength and rely on exaggerated equipment to score points.
In the middle and low segments, the strength gap is small.
Local tyrants, relying on their divine clothes, can naturally run amok and bully civilians.
Many players suffer from being bullied.
The forum was also full of ”local tyrants get out of the arena”.
Obviously.
In front of Ma Jilong, because of Congcong.
They regard themselves as local tyrants who are extremely bored and need to use unfair abuse to meet their vanity.
”Just, Congcong, your brother is despised. Next, you have to play.”
Chu Jing was not angry either. He smiled faintly and summoned Congcong.
When Congcong turned into white light and appeared in front of Chu Jing.
The tango wildcat watching the battle behind Ma Jilong bit her silver teeth and said, ”Ma Jilong, it's this little girl. Her defense is terrible. Don't take it lightly.”
”Don't worry, goddess masala, I won't lose even for you.”
”Especially... I hate people who come to the arena with a few money.”
”I will avenge you.”