"In the game, you are the swordsman camp, maybe the blade can come in handy!"

What Qi Meng wanted to give Zhao Lin was the blade that sharpened the criticism.

"Where did you get that?" Zhao Lin couldn't help but ask curiously.

Qi Meng smiled slightly: "I was ready before I came, and secretly put the blade in my pocket." ”

Her answer made Zhao Lin stunned.

It turned out that Qi Meng had long been aware of the intentions of the fat supervisor, and she had long been ready to defend herself.

Beware of perverts, this is what girls should be conscious of, Qi Meng is a smart girl in ice and snow, how could she not think of this?

"You find a corner to hide, I'll help Ling Fan."

Zhao Lin took the blade in Qi Meng's hand, this is a small blade used in work, although it can't hurt anyone, but it is indispensable to be cut by it.

In the corner of Qi Meng's single sofa, she was in a state of play, and the two security guards and the little follower in reality couldn't help her at all, so they could only stare dryly.

Zhao Lin rushed towards the fat supervisor!

"I'm not going to turn you over today!"

Ling Fan was pressed to the ground by the fat supervisor, and he was about to take another punch.

"Bump~"

Suddenly, the teacup on the table slammed into him, right in the corner of his eye.

It was Zhao Lin, he picked up the teacup and smashed it.

"Ouch~"

The fat supervisor covered the corner of his battered eye, and the pain made him scream.

"Ling Fan, hurry up now!"

After Zhao Lin finished speaking, he picked up a large stack of documents from his desk and smashed them frantically at the fat supervisor.

Paper flew in the office, glass shattered, and there was chaos.

"Little bastard, you still dare to come and help?!"

The fat supervisor scolded angrily, he didn't expect Zhao Lin, who had only 1 point in blood, to dare to come to help.

Ling Fan also took the opportunity to stand up, and his backhand was a punch, hitting the fat supervisor in the face.

"Ahh

This punch, Zhao Lin seems to be familiar, he has experienced it!

This punch not only hit Ling Fan's momentum, but also made Zhao Lin see some information.

"-4 blood volume in the mountains!"

It is information about the loss of HP!

Zhao Lin was sure at the first time that Ling Fan's punch knocked out the fat supervisor's blood volume by 4 points! And hurt him!

"Oh yes! Knock out Lao Tzu's 4 HP at once, and see how I clean you up! ”

The fat supervisor was furious, endured the pain, and pounced on the nearest Ling Fan!

"Smack!"

This was a punch from the fat supervisor, which hit Ling Fan in the abdomen.

Ling Fan covered his stomach, his face changed, and it could be seen from his expression that this punch had shattered his internal organs.

At this time, Zhao Lin saw the information that Ling Fan's blood loss was lost.

"-9 HP for a fanzi!"

With this punch, Ling Fan was knocked out of 9 drops of blood!

Zhao Lin could only see the amount of blood that Ling Fan had been beaten, and he couldn't know what his total blood volume was, but it was estimated that there wasn't much left.

Ling Fan was so painful that he fell to the ground.

"Ling Fan! Are you okay! ”

Zhao Lin hurriedly stepped forward and held him up.

I saw that Ling Fan didn't react, and seemed to be knocked unconscious.

"Damn!"

Zhao Lin scolded angrily, rushed up to the fat supervisor, and fought him hand-to-hand.

Ling Fan was knocked unconscious to help him, and he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what!

Zhao Lin clenched his fists and wanted to fight Ling Fan back in the same way.

However, the fat supervisor had a lot of strength, and the fat on his body was also very strong, so he grabbed Zhao Lin's hand.

"Haha! That's all you can do in the game! ”

The fat supervisor has a rampant face, and he is completely different in the game, and his speed and strength have skyrocketed.

"Hmph, that's all you have."

Zhao Lin let out a snort, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His right hand was grabbed by the fat supervisor, but his left hand was holding a small blade!

Although Zhao Lin uses the blade with his left hand, it cannot be said that he is left-handed.

He can only use his right hand to make a feint, and his left hand has a chance to get the blade out.

Where would the fat supervisor expect this, he was slashed through his arm by the small blade on Zhao Lin's left hand.

Although the knife is in the left hand, it is as skillful as a sharpener, not to mention the fat of the supervisor.

Zhao Lin uses the blade very quickly, and because he is in the swordsman camp in the game, he has the initial skill [Weapon Mastery], which makes the blade on his left hand handy.

"Ah~ya~"

The fat supervisor screamed again and again, so he had to let go of Zhao Lin's hand.

Attacked by the blade, he sent out several messages about the loss of health.

"The mountain is under attack, and the HP is -6!"

"The mountain is under attack, and the HP is -5!"

"The mountains are bleeding! HP -1! ”

……

Blade attacks also inflict bleeding damage!

To be precise, the obese supervisor is attacked, and after bleeding is considered a bleeding state, his blood volume is constantly decreasing.

"You...... Swordsman Faction ......"

The obese supervisor could not stop his blood volume, and his physical strength was obviously insufficient, probably because the blood volume was too low.

Similarly, he also knew that Zhao Lin was a player belonging to the swordsman camp, how could he not notice such a skillful sword technique?

Zhao Lin didn't care about the fat supervisor anymore, he had lost his ability to attack, whether it was in reality or in the game, he was no longer an opponent.

"Ling Fan, wake up!"

Ling Fan was what he cared about the most.

Qi Meng also walked over.

"Why do you still pass out in the game?" Zhao Lin asked.

"Maybe because of the heavy blow, I fainted for a while." Qi Meng explained.

"Huh...... Three of you are bullying me, and you are going to drag one of you into the water! ”

The director who lost his combat effectiveness, the beauty did not occupy it, and the game battle failed, and the only thing he could do was taunt.

"Qi Meng, grab Ling Fan's hand quickly, maybe you can wake him up!"

Zhao Lin remembered this at this time, and it was precisely because of Qi Meng's relationship that his energy was instantly restored just now.

Perhaps, Qi Meng can also make Ling Fan wake up quickly!

Qi Meng grabbed Ling Fan's hand with curiosity.

After a while, Ling Fan finally opened his eyes.

"I'm fine......"

His face was pale, and he spoke forcefully.

"Great, you're awake!"

Zhao Lin and Qi Meng spoke in unison.

"Damn, this chick is actually a player in the rich camp!"

The fat supervisor thought that he could grab the handle of Ling Fan falling asleep, so that Zhao Lin didn't dare to move him easily, but he didn't even have the last handle.

"I'm feeling better and better."

Ling Fan didn't know why, but he felt that his spirit was rapidly rising.

"That's because of Qi Meng, she is a player in the rich camp." Zhao Lin explained.

In fact, he didn't know very well, it was because Qi Meng touched him that he had enough energy.

"Me? Am I that amazing? ”

Qi Meng was curious, she couldn't believe that it was because of her own reasons that Ling Fan woke up and could still make him energetic.

"A mage camp, a swordsman camp, a rich camp, not good! Spectacles! Hurry up and call the people from the deacon's office! ”

The fat supervisor had already realized the danger, and the three players were no match at all when they teamed up, and hurriedly ordered the little follower.