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Wang Yan was on the back of the corpse man, whispering the game of Wuya Ange LOL. After hearing the words of the corpse Taoist, he couldn't help but sweat on his back.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, this ...... It seems that he has always misunderstood the corpse man.

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

And it seems that he has put a lot of effort into this game, otherwise it would not have been possible to play so slippery.

Khan! These two guys blame themselves for being too obscene and vivid in their words, and they take themselves into the ditch. Isn't it just to come out and play a game every night, as for that expression, that ripple?

Wang Yan thought of these days, and always misunderstood that these two two people hooked up and became adulterous, and they went out every night to do no good things, and his heart couldn't help twitching slightly.

Keep your ears pricked up......

"Wang Yan's stinky boy, isn't it just that he plays a lot of games and has a fast brain response?" The zombie face kept smiling, "Wait for the old man to play this game, and play super god." When he turned around and pretended to be tender, he looked for him to PK once, and he didn't believe that he didn't take the bait. This time, if you don't pit him to vomit three liters of blood, you will never give up. 桀桀桀~~"

A series of villains' signature grins resounded throughout the Internet café, echoing and purifying. In this bohemian laughter, how much unwillingness and insidiousness are hidden in him.

Many people who were surfing the Internet were stimulated by this laughter, raised their heads and muttered, "Who is so immoral?

Fortunately, the people who came to the Internet café at this point were all hardcore Internet fans, and their attention was quickly diverted, and those who should play copies continued to play copies. The one who should watch the small movie continues to watch the small movie.

Wang Yan listened to this piercing sneer. But his back was numb. It turns out that the corpse man is desperately playing this game, in addition to having fun, he also wants to pit himself? It's also a fear to think about it, if he has to fight with himself, the chance of taking the bait and suffering is still very high.

Fortunately, this time he came, and saw through his 'conspiracy'.

Do you dare to be more obsessed, this old monster?

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"This is the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox?" Wu Ya Ange here ignored the ghost crying wolf howl of the corpse Dao man, and familiarized himself with the game, his attention completely fell on the game character, and he muttered a comment. "The picture is pretty good-looking, but it's much worse than the temperament of the real nine-tailed sky fox. ”

"Have you ever seen a nine-tailed sky fox?"

Wang Yan was helping her recharge and preparing to buy the nine-tailed demon fox, and when she heard this, she was stunned: "Didn't you say that as soon as the nine-tailed sky fox came out, the world would be in chaos?"

"Although I have never seen a nine-tailed sky fox, I have seen an eight-tailed fox king when I was a child. Wu Ya Ange leaned back slightly on the sofa, and a touch of confusion appeared in her moving star eyes, "She is really charming and charming." Just simply stop there, and that peerless heavenly posture can make all living beings worship it. ”

"Huh!?" Wang Yan gasped in surprise, "Is there really a fox spirit with eight tails in this world?"

He doesn't have any feelings about what is 'charming' and 'charming'. It's just a vixen. How beautiful can it be?

He just remembered the two-tailed vixen at the beginning, and it was so powerful. And it is said that the fox spirit with three tails. It's a domain-level powerhouse.

The fox king had eight tails......

He didn't even dare to imagine how strong it must be.

"Of course it's very, very powerful. Wu Ya Ange seemed to worship the Eight-Tailed Fox King very much, his cheeks were slightly rosy, and he said with shortness of breath, "A powerful person like the Fox King is a first-class existence in the world. She stomps her feet, and she can even cause changes in the world. ”

Wang Yan's heart was full of excitement and fascination.

At the same time, she is also full of emotion, the eight-tailed vixen! With his current combat strength, if he is fully firepowered, he should be able to fight the three-tailed fox demon.

But if you face the eight-tailed fox king, it is light to say that you will be hanged. Maybe the other party can use a finger to abuse himself to death.

After sighing for a long time, Wang Yan came back to his senses and played the game with Wu Ya Ange, no longer thinking about the eight-tailed and nine-tailed fox spirit. It's too far away from me, and I may never have an intersection in my life.

Returning to the game to watch Wu Ya Ange's performance, Wang Yan finally understood. Superpowers far surpass ordinary people in terms of memory, reflexes, and so on.

Wu Ya Ange learned the rules and got started with the speed of God, and after two rounds of man-machine, he played and matched with Wang Yankai's trumpet. Kill the other party and scold the mother, these years the gods are too shameless, three watches in the middle of the night do not sleep, with the trumpet to open the black to abuse the dishes.

Playing and playing, Wu Ya Ange became more and more interested in playing. Her hand speed is outrageously fast, her fingertips are flying, and when she escapes from the limit of one-on-two, she can also type taunts and provoke by the way, and calculates the cooldown time of both skills, turns around and kills one, and then drifts away.

Wang Yan was amazed, he really deserved to be a B-level powerhouse, his nerve reaction speed and battlefield rhythm control were so strong.

It's past one o'clock in the morning.

Wang Yan persuaded him back several times, but he was rejected by the increasingly energetic Wu Ya Ange. Looking at her posture, I'm afraid she really has to spend the night in an Internet café.

This couldn't help but make Wang Yan secretly open his mind, and turned around to apply to Director Feng to set aside a piece of land in the unit to get an Internet café. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if it could solve the problem of the attendance rate of employees of the National Africa Bureau, and also form a team to play a professional competition or something, and generate income for the unit?

"Stinky boy, why are you here!?"

If no one is next to the corpse Dao people, he has a few rounds, and he is still thinking about going on a business trip tomorrow morning, and when he sees that the time is almost up, he reluctantly gets off the machine.

But when I turned my head to look, I almost spurted a mouthful of old blood to death.

I saw Wang Yan and Wu Ya Ange sitting on the machine behind him, playing games with full attention, relish, and flourishing.

"Corpse senior, so coincidental?" Wang Yan smiled and raised his hand to say hello.

"Same as above!" Wu Ya Ange's eyes were fixed on the screen, and with a casual wave of his hand, he continued to control the nine-tailed demon fox to charm sentient beings.

"Wow, wow, I'm angry with the old man. The corpse man's face turned blue all of a sudden. Stomping his feet, he was in a hurry. "You two are following the old man. Violating the husband's personal privacy. The old man will report to the bureau, deduct your salary, and demote your rank. ”

It doesn't matter if it's private or not, it's just that he's too addicted to the game just now. I don't know when Wang Yan's stinky boy came, and whether he heard his rampant self-talk. If you hear it, won't your painstaking plan come to naught?

"The corpse senior is serious. Wang Yan turned back to him and grinned at him and said, "Internet cafes are public places, and the state only stipulates that minors are not allowed to enter." There is no rule that corpse seniors play in Internet cafes. We can't get in. What's more, the seniors are out-of-the-world masters, so please pay attention to your demeanor......"

"XIAOYAN DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO HIM, COOPERATE, HURRY UP AND COOPERATE WITH ME GANK. Wu Ya Ange didn't raise his eyelids, and quickly operated the mouse and keyboard and said, "I'm a lot older, and I still sue at every turn like a schoolboy girl, and he likes to sue him." ”

"Wow, wow, wow, angry old man......" The corpse man has been spanning half a lifetime. How could I have been so coldly treated by juniors. But before the words fell, he lay on the back of Wu Ya'ange's sofa. He said angrily, "Will you play the nine-tailed fox? It's too early, it's really angry old man." ”

"Calm, calm. Liu Lang ran over and said, "Lao Shi and Lao Wang, as well as Miss An Ge, you are all colleagues. We have a friendly atmosphere, and it's rare for four people to get together. It's better to call the network manager and open black and abusive dishes together. ”

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

This game was played directly until the sky was bright. If it weren't for Wang Yan receiving a call from Director Zhao, saying that the plane was ready. This group of people has to go on.

......

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

Only hundreds of miles above the Beibi Mountain Range, clouds and mist shrouded, faintly revealing a gloomy and depressing atmosphere.

"Hum~"

From the stratosphere, a tactical transport aircraft struck obliquely into the troposphere, where the air was flowing violently. The huge fuselage, trembling violently in the surging clouds.

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

But these three people, each image and temperament is very special.

The appearance of the woman looks about twenty-three or fourteen years old, her pretty face is charming but revealing a hint of coldness, and she is dressed in tight black, showing her delicate figure to the fullest.

On the slender willow waist, two old daggers with sheaths hung diagonally. Judging by the black non-slip coarse cloth wrapped around the handle of the dagger, this pair of daggers is by no means an ornament.

She did not sit in the seat as prescribed and fastened her safety belt. Instead, he clasped his hands and leaned leisurely against the bulkhead, his eyes half-closed and half-closed, recuperating his spirit.

The downward-swooping and violently bumpy fuselage didn't bother her in the slightest, and her nonchalantly diagonally propped legs were firmly attached to the ground like nails.

And the two men, one old and one young. The old man was dressed in a black robe, with gray hair and a zombie-like face. He didn't sit in a chair either, but sat on the floor of the cabin with his legs crossed. A pair of gray eyes, which seem to be a little blurry, keep playing with the big wrench on the thumb.

The wrench is jade white, the shape is ancient, and the pulp is heavy, and it seems to be some years old.

On the old man's lap, there is also a silver miniature coffin. It is about one meter long, dozens of centimeters in height and width, the image is clumsy, the color is gloomy dark silver, and you can vaguely see that it is decorated with thin blood-colored runes, exuding a strange atmosphere.

It's eerie and chilling.

Compared with the old man, the young man is very tall and handsome. He stepped on a pair of uniquely shaped combat boots, wore a spirited jungle camouflage uniform, wore a simple bracelet on his wrist, and held a cute little plush pet in his arms. The smile is quite affinable, and people can't help but feel close.

If he goes on a blind date, I believe that there are few mothers-in-law in this world who can resist it.

These two men and one woman are naturally the members of the mission of this "Northern Corpse Group Riot", Wu Ya Ange, the Corpse Daoren, and Wang Yan.

...... (To be continued......)