Chapter 390: Forget the New Year
On the other hand, if there are not many people who reach him, or if there are no people at all, then it proves that his level setting is very successful.
And one of the things Xiao Fan does most often is to find out what problems exist in the levels he sets up from the number of people who have crossed the levels.
This is Xiao Fan's metamorphosis.
He didn't worry about how many enemies would come, let alone that he would be killed by others, all he cared about was whether the things he designed would really be cracked.
In the blink of an eye, there are only a few small red dots on the LCD screen, very few.
Xiao Fan stood up from the sofa, approached the LCD screen and glanced at the location of the small red dot on the screen, and suddenly, Xiao Fan's face changed.
Xiao Fan didn't expect their speed to be so fast, what a moment of effort, they had already come to the front of the last level, but this number was much higher than Xiao Fan expected.
It seems that there are still some problems with my level settings.
In fact, if outsiders knew that the other party had sent a total of about a thousand killers to attack their villa, and when they reached the fourth level, there were only less than twenty people left, and they were regarded as a lot by Xiao Fan, then the leader of the other party probably didn't have to fight, and they would be angry with Xiao Fan's idea!
"Ringing ringing!"
The internal phone in Xiao Fan's room rang at this time.
Actually, even if you don't have to think about it, Xiao Fan knows who made this call.
After all, didn't I already say it just now, since this is an internal call, then it must only be an internal call.
Xiao Fan lazily picked up the phone and said, "Old Fan, you can still call me at this time, can you tell me what you think?"
"Hahahaha, Xiao Fan, can you not talk like this all the time, I can't accept the old man!" Fan Lao laughed heartily on the other end of the phone.
This scene is estimated to be seen by the opponents of the two of them, then it is estimated that they will be angry to death, when is this special, there have been so many killers attacking the door of their house, what about these two people?
I'm still in the mood to make phone porridge here, and it's such a happy phone porridge.
"Tell me, when is it, can you still tell me jokes here?" Xiao Fan said with a lazy look.
"Nonsense, where did I tell you a joke?" Fan Lao deliberately pretended to be a little angry.
"Didn't you tell me a joke?" Xiao Fan asked without believing Fan Lao.
"Of course not, I know very well what I just said, you don't rely on your youth to bully the old man with my age!" Fan Lao said deliberately.
This Fan Lao, although it is said that he is called Fan Lao, and the age of this person is indeed a little bigger.
Well, compared to normal old people, that age is still a little younger, but what? That's just with some normal old people, for Xiao Fan, calling him Fan Lao is not a loss at all.
This Fan Lao belongs to the kind of typical people who are not old-hearted.
Moreover, this person is not only not old, but also has a child's heart all day long, known as an old naughty boy.
However, who could have imagined that such an old naughty boy would be merciless at all when he was really serious and killed people!
Steady and ruthless!
These three words are perfect to describe this Fan Lao.
Xiao Fan knows Fan Lao's character deeply.
Therefore, when Xiao Fan heard what Fan Lao said just now, he also said directly: "Okay, what the hell are you doing, you hurry up." ”
Fan Lao's eyes widened, and he said, "You stinky guy, I can't call you if it's okay." ”
"Can't! If you have something, you can say it, and if you have nothing to do, you will hang up the phone, no wonder it is an old man, grinding and chirping, and hating it?" Xiao Fan said deliberately.
In fact, Xiao Fan and Fan Lao often talk like this, and neither of them will mind who talks about it.
However, whether it is Xiao Fan or Fan Lao, what kind of environment is he in now, so even if it is a joke, he must pay attention to proportion.
After all, you can't lose your life because of a joke, and then it's not worth it, right?
Therefore, after Fan Lao heard Xiao Fan say something like that, he immediately said to Xiao Fan: "Okay, Xiao Fan, I'm ruthless to you! I'm convinced, okay?"
"Isn't this something that everyone already knows?" Who is Xiao Fan, he is the almighty Xiao Fan.
Whether it is by force or verbally, do not think about taking advantage of him, it is absolutely impossible.
Xiao Fan can't suffer, you know?
"Okay, I called, mainly to ask you, your device is really powerful, did you see that there are less than ten people left. Speaking of which, Fan Lao couldn't hide his happiness.
You must know that when there were so many red dots before, he was really worried, after all, no matter how powerful he was, he would definitely not be able to deal with so many people, right?
However, Fan Lao really didn't expect that this Xiao Fan's level would be set up so successfully, how long has it been, and such a large group of people has been almost wiped out.
How can this keep him from getting excited?
"Old Fan, you look down on me too much, my goal is not to have any left? In this case, I will be able to drink a few jars of Tibetan wine here. Xiao Fan said.
"Damn! Xiao Fan, let me tell you, don't be too arrogant!" Although this Fan Lao sincerely praised Xiao Fan's invincible ability, when he heard Xiao Fan's conceited words, he couldn't help but damage Xiao Fan.
"You don't admit it?" Xiao Fan asked with an eyebrow.
"No, no, how could I not admit it? I admire you now like a surging river......
Hearing that Fan Lao was about to start another piece of nonsense, Xiao Fan immediately shook his head helplessly, and then said: "Stop you, stop, put away your words, I don't want to hear it!"
"Okay, okay, you're the boss, you have the final say, okay?" Fan Lao didn't care about Xiao Fan's attitude towards himself.
Although the age difference between him and Xiao Fanna is very big, this friendship is ironclad!
And the two of them have long been accustomed to this way of speaking.