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"Don't ——!"

Angela, a little sluggish in her reaction, came back to her senses at this time and screamed, but it was obvious that it was too late to stop her.

"Paralyzed, fight!"

Sun Fei turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes and blocked it with his helmet.

Boom!

The sparks splashed, and the metal helmet instantly burned red, began to melt, and softened.

There was a soft stinging sound, and the burnt smell of barbecued meat came in spring.

Sun Feiwei screamed, hurriedly threw away the helmet like a soldering iron, looked down, and scolded the one next door, although the reaction was fast enough, the palms of his hands had actually been burned with a few big black scars.

However, this fist-sized fireball finally dissipated.

Damn, I escaped.

It's just that Sun Fei didn't have time to be happy, but he saw the dead fat man on the other side smiling lewdly, like a prostate patient holding his urine, blushing and holding another fireball with a thick neck, and the fist-sized fireball was about to take shape......

This time, Sun Fei had nothing to stand in his way.

"You are cheating, shameless..."Sun Fei suddenly pointed to the dead fat pig who was 'holding his pee', and said aggrievedly: "If you have the ability, let's try to wrestle......!" Uh, no, the great god of war taught us that children who play with fire and wet the bed when they sleep at night, and those who hide in the distance to put magic on the devil are mean cowards......"

Boom!

When the beautiful girls Angela and Hima heard this, there were rows of black lines on their foreheads, and they almost spit and fainted to the side: Shameless? Bedwetting? What kind of logic is this? When did the great god of war say such a thing?

It seems that Alexander is still the idiot fool!

Both of them couldn't help but be a little disappointed for a while.

But they didn't notice that Sun Beast didn't know when he touched the metal chest guard of the bed helmet armor, and was sneakily hiding his back behind him, and leaned in front of the dead fat pig Gergil with a hippie smile as he spoke.

"Scolded the one next door, wait for Lao Tzu to get closer, see that you are still majestic..."

Sun Fei calculated the distance between the two, and at the same time prepared to give this grandson a little ruthlessness this time, and let Ya lie down directly for ten days and half a month to see how Ya still played with fire.

But—

"Pee your mother's bed!"

Already overwhelmed by his anger, how could he so easily restrain his 'noble magician's anger', he decided to give this foolish king who didn't know whether to live or die a little bit of color, and it would be even better if he could have a little windfall. So......

Hula——!

The fireball is here again.

Angela, a beautiful black-haired girl, was not slow to react this time, she screamed, her pretty face turned pale, and she rushed over desperately, blocking her delicate body in front of Sun Fei.

The dead fat pig Gegil was startled, but the fireball had already been sent out, and there was no way to take it back, and it was a pity that a delicate beauty was about to turn into char before she could enjoy it......

Sun Fei was also shocked.

Secretly screaming damn, there was no time to think about it, Sun Fei grabbed Angela's delicate fragrant shoulder, turned around and held the warm nephrite beauty tightly in his arms, ready to use his back to block the raging fireball that was enough to melt the metal......

"Damn, I'm really going to be killed by this stupid woman this time......"

And then, at this very moment-

Burst!

A large hand, unbelievably suddenly appeared out of thin air in the path of the fireball's flight.

And then, just so lightly gripped.

The movement is light, almost like grabbing a cloud of air.

But in the next second, Sun Fei was horrified to find that the terrifying fireball that was enough to burn the metal helmet into molten iron was actually like a silent stinky fart, which was crushed in an instant, and then dissipated into the air silently.

And this hand, from beginning to end, not even a single hair has been burned.

Sun Fei came back to his senses, let go of Angela, who was flushed, and his eyes lit up: "Damn, master." ”

And almost at the same time, the smug expression on the fat man's face disappeared in an instant, and he looked at the man who suddenly appeared in the main hall in disbelief, a fat face like a pot helmet turned white as if it had been rubbed with powder, and the fat flesh trembled uncontrollably like a louse in the temple.

Like a mouse who saw a cat, the voice of the dead fat pig Gegil was frightened and changed its tone: "Lan...... Orchid...... Lord Frank Lampard, you ...... How did you end up in ...... Over here...... I...... I...... I ......"

Cold sweat couldn't stop pouring out of the fat man's forehead.

The master brother called 'Lord Lampard' didn't even look at the fat pig Gegil, but turned around and bowed slightly to the beautiful black-haired girl Angela to show his respect, and then glanced up and down with an indifferent look at Sun Fei, who was standing on the bed and posing on the bed, and said lightly: "Your Majesty Alexander!"

Sun Fei was also looking this 'master brother' up and down.

This is a typical Western white man with a height of 1.9 meters, with a slender figure, a square face, bright eyes, and a resolute demeanor, what makes Sun Fei envious is the long fiery red hair of the 'master brother', like a flame burning in the air, pulling the wind to the extreme, and tying it with hemp rope at will on the back of his head, which is definitely a weapon for picking up girls.

What attracted Sun Fei's attention the most was a two-handed sword about one meter four or five inserted in the back of the 'master brother', which was wide and heavy, only afraid that it weighed about 100 kilograms, and the blade was rough and not sharp, but the color was black and red, and it was full of evil.

At this time, Sun Fei reminded Sun Fei of the perverted weapon that Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, got from Dugu in the later stage of "The Condor Heroes" - Xuantie Heavy Sword.

However, the only thing that made Sun Fei a little puzzled was that the 'master brother' was strong, and he should be very cheap, but for some reason, his face was a little pale, and there was a slight hint of sickness between his eyebrows.

Sun Fei had a strange feeling.

Although the 'master brother' saved himself by scratching the fat man's 'fire egg' at the last moment, he didn't seem to have much of a good impression of himself, but had a helpless taste of 'mourning his misfortune and anger'. However, for a while, Sun Fei couldn't figure out the identity of the 'master brother', so he could only nod slightly in response.

"Lan ...... Lord Frank Lampard, I ...... Can go...... Let's go?" asked the dead fat man on the side, who was so frightened that he couldn't stand on his legs.

Lampard didn't even look at him: "What's the matter, Ggill is stumped that you're not prepared to give some explanation for your offending to the king?"

"Ah, explain?...... This one...... In fact...... Actually, I'm joking with Alexander...... Oh yes, yes, that's kidding...... You...... You know, Alexander and I have been friends since childhood, it's just ...... It's just that my magic isn't under control for a while...... You know, I'm just a little apprentice in magic, and I don't even have star qualifications......"

The shameless fat pig quickly made an excuse for himself.

The more he spoke, the smoother and smoother he became, and even he was about to believe that this was the case.

He was about to continue making it up, but he saw Lampard staring at him coldly, his eyes were sharp, and an invisible cold air came to his face, and the dead fat pig was suddenly frightened, he clearly knew that the person in front of him was as casual as peeing, and he didn't dare to say any more, so he had to smile flatteringly, but he couldn't say any more.

A look of disgust flashed across Lampard's face.

As soon as the palm of his hand was clenched, an invisible pressure exploded.

Sun Fei had an illusion, and in an instant, an invisible pressure permeated the hall.

However, almost instantly, Lampard seemed to think of something quickly, hesitated, his clenched palm loosened again, the invisible pressure disappeared, and Lampard waved his hand like a fly: ", remember, there is no next time!"

"Yes yes ......"

When the frightened fat man heard this, it was like a prisoner on the execution ground who had been pardoned at the last moment, gasped for breath, bowed gratefully, didn't even dare to let go of a fart, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

Sun Fei suddenly stopped the fat man.

The dead fat pig turned to look at Lampard first, the 'master brother' did not speak, he had to stop, his face trembled, and looked at Sun Fei for some reason.

Sun Fei walked up to the fat man with a smile.

He grinned and patted the fat man on the shoulder, and looking at him with a kind face, everyone thought that His Majesty was going to say something about the scene and find a way to go down the stairs.

But—

Who knew that Sun Fei walked up to the fat man, suddenly turned his face, and without saying a word, he slapped the fat man's face, and while pumping, he scolded and scolded slightly aggrieved like a child who had been robbed of a rag doll: "Tell you to shoot me with a fireball, tell you to shoot me with a fireball...... Tell you to shoot me with a fireball!"

Bang Bang ——!

There was a crackling sound in the main hall, like a symphony of fried meat.

Angela, who had just regained some senses, and little Lori Hima, who had a swollen face, instantly fell into a petrified state at the same time, with a shocked face.

Even Frank Lampard, who has been wearing the 'standard international dead face' since his appearance, couldn't help but have a wave of surprise in his eyes.

Is this fierce and ruthless guy in front of him really the stupid Alexander he used to be?

And the poor fat man was stunned—utterly stunned.

He didn't dare to cover his face with his hands, and Lampard's presence had completely scared him out, and he had to let Alexander go crazy.

The fat man regretted it in his heart, and thought with a handful of snot and tears: I knew that Alexander became so shameless after being shot with an arrow, and I didn't come to kill me, this is simply sending face to people to smoke, and being beaten is a trivial matter, the key is ...... The point is that I can't afford to lose this person, being beaten by an idiot with an IQ of only three or four years old!

After smoking for a long time, Sun Fei's hands were numb, and then he stopped unsatisfied.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief with tears streaming down his face, thinking the nightmare was over.

Who knew that Sun Fei rubbed his slightly swollen palm, looked up and down intently, and suddenly flew up again, slammed it into his crotch, and muttered: "Let you catch my woman, let you shoot me with a fireball...... Let you shoot me with a fireball!"

Not again.

This kick was hard, accurate, and yin.

The fat man suddenly hunched over like a curled prawn still in a frying pan, struggling and howling like a pig......

Angela and Hima, who had come to their senses a little, were petrified again.

Frank Lampard, the ruthless master brother, finally found it difficult to maintain his cool brother demeanor, and was unconsciously shocked to grow his mouth, as if he saw the goddess of life running naked in front of him......

The fat man finally crawled out of the king's palace crying.

He was really completely frightened by the 'crazy' Alexander, he didn't even dare to have a trace of resentment, he didn't look back, he crawled fast with trepidation, and walked away with infinite grievances......

"Phew, you're a dog-fast runner!"

Sun Feiwu was unforgiving, stuck one hand in his waist, pointed at the fat man's back and scolded.

This grandson is a typical single character who has a grudge and takes revenge on the spot, and this one is taken down hard, and he is finally relieved and has enough of the addiction of beating.

His face flushed and he turned around with satisfaction...... I was taken aback.

Angela, Hima and Frank Lampard stared at him dumbfounded, looking up and down as if they were looking at a monster like they had never seen before......

Sun Fei chuckled in his heart: It's bad, didn't you show a little too much just now?

"Oops, ay, a...... I'm dizzy, dizzy...... I'm going to be unconscious. He shamelessly began to pretend to be crazy and stupid, pretending to be out of strength, and with his eyes closed, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Angela, who had a flushed face, and Jima, who still had a slap mark on her face, panicked when they saw it, thinking that Alexander's injury had flareed up again, so they hurriedly lifted him to the gilded red bed again.

'Brother Lampard' observed a little, and seemed to have seen through Sun Fei's 'conspiracy', but he didn't say anything, but asked Angela a few words about the cause and effect of Alexander's injury, comforted the injured little Jima, and then turned around and left with a stomach full of doubts.

"Your Majesty, the enemy is still attacking the city, and it looks like your soldiers are running out of their way!"

When the 'master brother' was leaving, he left a sentence, which made Sun Fei's heart tremble.

After a while, Angela and Jima settled Sun Fei, and seeing that he was still 'unconscious', after guarding for a while, Angela took Jima to the doctor to treat the wound on her face, and then withdrew.

......

When he was the only one left in the hall, Sun Fei began to calm down and carefully think about the cause and effect of the whole thing.

Obviously, I did cross over.

In addition to Angela and Hima, the magic of Gegil, the dead fat pig that appeared later, and the strong skills of the red-haired 'master brother' that later came out once again proved this.

In his previous life, Sun Fei was a down-and-out college student.

Ten years of hard work made him only admitted to a third-rate university of the third-rate major, near the graduation of the senior year two construction workers floor tile job did not find, looking at the shameful to become the burden of the great motherland's GDP growth, even gnawing the old can not gnaw, he was born in the countryside, his parents died early, and the relatives around him did not treat him very well, to put it mildly, crossing is not a bad thing for him, not to mention crossing has become the king of a country?

When he was a child, Sun Fei's ideal was not to become a scientist or anything like that, but to hope that one day he would become a gentleman who would not worry about eating and drinking, taking his dog legs every day, going to the street to tease the women of good families, walking the dog and racing the girl or something...... But it is clear that in that lifetime, such a great ideal could never be realized.

And in this life, his ideals seem to be achievable.

Become a high king, the owner has the absolute right, do whatever you want, eat whatever you want, flirt with whomever you want, ride a horse if you want to ride, take a car if you want to, take the guards out for a private visit, sit in the hall if you have something to do, and reprimand the five and six high-ranking ministers who are five or six on weekdays to relieve their boredom...... This is the real fucking winner in life!

Thinking of this, Sun Fei couldn't help but boil the beast's blood.

The beautiful temptation was just around the corner, and the nostalgia and reluctance for the previous life quickly disappeared, and Sun Fei didn't take much effort to convince himself to accept his new identity.

But Sun Fei is a guy who likes to get to the bottom of things.

He began to analyze the reasons for his crossing.

Obviously, when I went back to the dormitory that day, I was hit by a bright disc-like thing that fell from the sky, and then I guessed that I died on the spot, and then somehow, my soul came to this world and possessed this young king named Alexander.

And judging from a series of things that happened before, this young king seems to have been a mentally handicapped idiot since he was a child, and he didn't know what the previous king ate**, and actually passed the throne to him......

Sun Fei remembered the troubles of being shot on the helmet by an arrow when he was just sober.

It is estimated that at that moment, it was the first time that his soul possession was successful. The original king Alexander did not know where he had died, but from that moment on, Sun Fei replaced him as the king of Chambord.

It's just that this king named Alexander seemed to be a real idiot when he was alive.

Sun Fei occupied his body, and almost completely absorbed his memory, but he could only get some basic information, such as being proficient in the language of this world and some other simple living habits, in addition, Sun Fei didn't figure out anything, not to mention the size of the kingdom and the composition of the system of this different world, even a beautiful fiancée named Angela was only known later, as for the dead fat pig Gegil and the later master brother, Sun Fei still can't remember the specific situation of the two people.

"Fortunately, this guy is an idiot, so when I impersonate in the future, even if there is something wrong with my performance, no one will be able to see what ......"

Sun Fei touched his chin and nodded with satisfaction, which was in his favor.

However, Sun Fei quickly remembered another thing-

When the master brother was leaving, he left a good sentence, as if to say that the enemy was attacking the city, and the soldiers were about to lose it......

"Holy, won't you?"

Thinking of this, Sun Fei almost jumped up from the bed: It's hard to see that Lao Tzu has just grabbed a king's throne, and before he even has his ass hot, the enemy is about to come in?

The brutal survival pressure on his face made Sun Fei tremble.

"Pack up some things and slip away? How can you slip away when the city is surrounded by people? Let the master brother go and deal with the fanatics who dare to offend the majesty of the king? Although that guy is powerful, it is estimated that one person can't do an army, let alone what if the other party has a master? Damn, what should I do?"

Sun Fei thought about it, and there was no good way.

Before he crossed by himself, he was a 205 who chatted and farted all day long, and whether he had amazing military talent and force, it was okay to fight against a little rascal, and if he was asked to lead the soldiers to fight, he was afraid that he would not even be able to wear armor.

So Sun Fei quickly turned his face.

"Holy shit, that bastard smashed Lao Tzu into another world, how good is Lao Tzu on earth?"

That's when —

"Collect host information...... 20%...... 50%...... 88%...... 100%...... Start installing the game system...... Scan brain volume...... Meets the requirements...... Installation ......"

A mysterious, cold voice rang out.

When Sun Fei heard this, his soul flew out of the sky in horror.

Because this voice actually sounded out of thin air directly in his head.

"Damn, who is it? is it a human or a ghost?"

No one answered him.

There was a sound of dripping sounds, as if a countdown timer had been installed in Sun Fei's mind**, and after more than ten seconds, the voice appeared again-

"The game is installed, and after 3 seconds, you will enter the Diablo game world...... 3...... 2...... 1...... Officially enter!"

Sun Fei only felt that the sky was dark in front of him for a while, just like the adventurer crossing the stargate in the American drama "Stargate", and a strange and mysterious feeling instantly enveloped his whole body.

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【Camp Rogg】

Sun Fei stood like a fool in the place where the novice appeared in the Diablo game [Rog Camp], and he was in a state of apprehension.

He's been standing here for four or five minutes.

Four or five minutes ago, after a three-second countdown to the voice that suddenly appeared in Sun Fei's mind, Sun Fei came here with a flower in front of his eyes.

This is the real Diablo world.

A perfect and realistic world.

This is the conclusion that Sun Fei has reached in the past four or five minutes.

The sky was overcast, a light rain was dripping, some unknown dark green moss grew on the slippery ground, the black soil in the distance was bare on the surface, the whole camp seemed empty, a few foraging hens were drenched in the rain, clucking, hiding in the simple linen tent on Sun Fei's left hand side to avoid the rain.

A cold wind blew, and Sun Fei shivered.

The clear sensation coming from every nerve ending in his body reminded Sun Fei that everything in front of him was absolutely real, and that this was really a living world, not the dull two-dimensional picture of the computer.

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