In the brightly lit winery, the door is open, and the members of the hero tribe are waiting for them, looking quite imposing, but it is unknown what kind of thoughts everyone has.

Earlier, Bergerporov had instructed Cassius to move the servants and workers of the winery to other places, after all, it was too difficult to say what would become of the winery tonight.

Inside the room, Bergerov looked impatiently at the books, as if waiting for someone.

"Yasuo, this parallel import, how long has it been, and it's not over yet."

Just as his mouth was shattered, Yasuo finally returned triumphantly from the Summoner's Canyon.

"Boss, I'm back." Yasuo, who was full of spring breeze, was walking towards Berger Porov with a pair of panda eyes.

Looking at the other party's cheerful stride, Berger Porov knew in his heart that this product should be a big gain, and he couldn't wait to start checking the information in his mind.

Name: Berger Porov

Stamina: 53+ (strong - 1 for normal people)

Physique: 52+ (strong - 1 for ordinary people)

Realization: 51+ (strong - 1 for ordinary people)

Athletic points: 91

Summoner's Rift: Single-player mode (upgrade conditions not met)

"Sure enough."

Berger Porov smiled, five days of hard work, under the condition that Yasuo reduced the time to open the black, he was still able to get 61 competition points, he has every reason to believe that it is definitely related to the performance of a single game.

Grunt, grunt.

When he came to the desk, Yasuo was not polite at all, and directly picked up a bottle of sweet wine in front of Bergerporov and drank it all.

"Yasuo, do you know how much Bailey this bottle of Hero No. 1 will sell?" Bergerov stared at each other with a look of ill will.

"Isn't the boss just 10,000 Bailey, look at this."

Yasuo was completely unfazed, only to see him slowly take out bottles of life potions from his body, and gradually, the smile on Bergerov's face turned to shock.

Good guys, there are as many as 40 bottles this time, and when I saw this report card, Bergerporov's previous dissatisfaction immediately disappeared.

"Yes, yes, Yasuo, it seems that you are really happy in the Summoner's Canyon this time." Bergerov said with satisfaction.

"The last one of the bosses is so cool, I took five kills several times, and I was completely crazy, haha." With that, Yasuo pulled a chair and crossed Erlang's legs.

"If only you could be like this if you didn't have a game." Mrs. Berger Polo was not hearted enough to swallow an elephant, and she spoke her inner thoughts to her face.

"Boss, if you can get those guys, maybe it's possible." Yasuo said with a sad face, he was really fed up with being alone.

"You know, those guys will show up sooner or later, and we have to work harder now." Bergerov patiently relieved.

"Huh."

Yasuopi doesn't smile, he works hard all day long, and someone, either to shoot the news or invite someone to dinner to earn Bailey, no matter how you look at it, it can't match the hard work.

"Yasuo, make up for the knife tonight, although you are already level 3 and can be E without hesitation, but it is not perfect without a big wind man." After carefully putting away the life potion, Bergerov admonished bitterly.

Sou!

Hearing this, Yasuo immediately stood up from his chair, instantly drew his katana, and waved it lightly a few times, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Don't worry, boss, let them face the wind tonight."

"Yo-shea, wow-ka-tah! I will let the great name of the Swift Wind Sword Hero resound in this sea. Bergerov nodded in satisfaction, then sat down with a look of extreme seriousness.

"What's wrong with you, boss?"

Seeing the other party so unusually for the first time, even the green tendons on his face burst out, Yasuo couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Add a little bit, don't bother me."

Hurriedly explained, Bergerov slowly closed his eyes, and he directly added 91 competition points to his body.

Rumble.

Whew.

A domineering momentum erupted directly, and Berger Porov's body was full of extremely strong energy, and the sudden change stunned Yasuo.

He clearly felt that Bergerov's aura was getting stronger and stronger.

Crackling.

Tear and pull!

The clothes on Berger's body were torn apart, and the feeling of comfort that could not be expressed in words was sweeping over his body over and over again.

"Haha."

Berger Porov opened his eyes in vain, his body became more and more robust, his skin shimmered with a strange luster, and at this moment, his aura was almost the same as before.

"Boss."

Yasuo was speechless, the feeling of oppression coming from the other party was so amazing that even he, a happy man, felt the pressure.

"Yasuo, try to cut me with all your might." With a deep confidence in his eyes, Berger Porov said loudly.

"Are you sure, boss?"

Faced with such a request, Yasuo was eager to try.

"Of course, didn't you want to cut me with a knife a long time ago, now satisfy you, come on." Berger Porov was completely unguarded and spoke generously.

"Haha, boss, did you misunderstand something, I never had such an idea." Yasuo argued awkwardly, his katana tighter.

"Don't talk nonsense, cut me." Bergerov spoke in a commanding tone.

"Then be careful, boss." Yasuo put away his smile and became extremely serious.

"Hazah!"

Yasuo sprinted straight forward, so fast that he couldn't see the shadow of the sword at all, and slashed out a terrifying slash.

Whew!

Berger Porov's face was solemn, and he used his body to resist Yasuo's slash, to be honest, he was not very sure in his heart, but it was all at this point, and he had to try anything.

"Drink!"

Berger Porov let out a loud shout, his whole body rose with strength, and he directly met the slash.

Boom!

Between the lightning and flint, the slash collided violently with Berger's body, and the violent impact almost overturned the furnishings in the bedroom.

Click, rub.

Bergerov, who had resisted the slash head-on, finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to see that a white mark about a foot long had been left on his chest, and the floor under his feet had been split in half.

"Yes, yes, what a slash." Bergerov pretended to be calm and gave an evaluation, but there was a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe in his heart.

"Boss, are you praising me or hurting me?" Yasuo wanted to cry without tears, he swore that he really did his best, but he didn't expect the result to be so disappointing.

The fucking gap is too outrageous.

"Haha, of course it's a compliment to you, you can leave a mark on my steel body, Yasuo, I approve of your slash." At this moment, Berger Porov looks like a master.

"It's nice to be a dog."

Hearing such a sentence popping out of Bergerov's mouth, Yasuo felt inexplicably disdainful.

"Boss, you're really Gou."

The night was dark and the wind was high, and all the members of the heroic tribe who stayed in the winery looked at the bright bedroom in the villa from time to time.

It is possible to fight at any time, they really can't figure it out, they are all at this juncture, and their own BOSS actually has the leisure to take Yasuo to tinker in the bedroom.

Shouldn't you come out and say something to boost everyone's morale?

Although the members of the tribe are all former Talon members who are accustomed to eating on the tip of their knives, this time the enemy is a former partner, someone who has drunk together, killed someone, and even slept with someone.

Two-thirds of the Talon Gang chose to betray the boss, and there was a huge disparity in numbers, and the thought of being about to slash with acquaintances made many members feel a little uncomfortable psychologically.

People have feelings, even if they are scumbags, there will always be some memories in their hearts that they have never forgotten.

What's more, it's not just the former partners, but also the wolves they attract.

"Look, it's Colonel Dorus and Chief Tuckery."

At that moment, someone stretched out his hand and pointed to the entrance of the winery.