After Han Ziyun finished speaking, he went upstairs to sleep, but Mu Lin came to the computer after receiving the water, and began to search for all the news about Mu Chensheng in the past few days.

She couldn't believe that what the proprietress said just now was true, if Mu Chensheng was still there, then who was this Mu Chensheng?

Although this question is ridiculous, Mu Lin can't laugh at all!

.......

At nine o'clock in the evening, the sky in the early winter of the capital was already dark and I couldn't see my fingers, only the dim street lamps on both sides of the street were guiding the passers-by.

In the quiet pedestrian street of Dongcheng District, there are several couples in down jackets holding hands and walking home, and groups of friends and colleagues go to a quiet bar to have a drink to warm up.

At this time, there is a very magnificent game club on the side of the pedestrian street, covering an area of at least more than 10,000 square meters, which is already a sky-high price in the capital where every inch of land is worth every inch of land.

Several white pillars stand majestically at the entrance of the club, the marble walls and floors give an impregnable feel, and there are several patrolling security guards patrolling back and forth at the entrance.

Looking inside, there is also a circular fountain pool, and under the effect of neon lights, the water spray of the fountain is even more beautiful.

This is a club that is pleasing to the eye in terms of scenery and layout, but ..... One thing completely spoils the pleasing pleasure of the eye, as if there was such a blood-stained murderer in the quiet and peaceful crowd.

At the top of the entrance to the club, there is a blood-colored owl carving, which is very expressive, especially the pride and invincibility of the eyes.

Beneath the owl carving are two blood-red words.

Night Stalker!

This is the Night Owl Club, this is the Night Owl Club that once smashed two super clubs in the Zhongzhou Continent and then ascended to the top!

There are three game halls for night owls, and the game halls in all three places will be overcrowded at night, after all, the night owl club is a super club, and there are many club members.

But tonight, there were only two people in the No. 1 game hall, and the rest of the night owl members had a tacit understanding that they did not go to the No. 1 game hall.

"Click!"

There is no sound in Hall 1 except for the sound of mouse and keyboard clicking.

At this time, the two people who are fighting in the arena don't know how far the hand speed in reality and the attack speed in the game have become, and the fighting of the characters in the game is even more intense to the point that people can't see it clearly!

Even if he is the most poisonous and fastest-mouthed game commentator in the game industry, he can't fully see through the battle between the two, and he doesn't know where to explain the battle between the two.

Because both sides are too fast, so fast that the most poisonous game commentators don't have time to react!

This battle, except for god-level players, no one can understand it.

Bright lights shone on the focused faces of the two players, a box of unopened cigarettes on the table, and a steaming cup of tea in front of each of them.

I don't know why, there is no air conditioning in the house, but even though the tea is still steaming, it can be seen that the two have not been fighting for a long time.

The keyboard tapping is getting more and more intense, and the mouse clicks are more frequent, as if the raindrops are pounding on the window!

More than twenty seconds later, suddenly, the entire No. 1 game hall was silent!

"Click!"

After a few seconds of silence, a young man in a pitch-black cloak picked up the unopened box of cigarettes from the table, opened it, lit one for himself, and then threw the cigarette to the person opposite.

This young man was very handsome, with a smooth and fair face, a cold handsome angular face, and dark and deep eyes, with a hint of unruly arrogance.

He is none other than the one who led the night owl to play millions of dollars and was terrified to play in the Zhongzhou Continent to the Domination Circle Club.

The Five Emperors of the Night Stalker, he is the strongest of them all and one of the founders of the Night Stalker Club!

The Night Owl Emperor, a heinously strong god-level player, but today... He lost, and it only took more than twenty seconds to lose out!

The Night Owl Heavenly Emperor took a puff of his cigarette, looking at the word "failure" on the computer screen, he felt a little dazzling, but it was so natural.

Looking up, he looked up at the person across from him, who had also lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

"Your hand speed and technique have recovered?" The Night Owl Heavenly Emperor got up and looked at the calm young man in front of him.

The young man is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, which is already an older player in the game circle, but just now the young man told the Night Owl Emperor with iron-clad facts that he is not old yet!

The young man was not ugly, but he was not very handsome, with a sickly pale face, a calm and almost indifferent expression, and a pair of eyes like an ancient cold pool, he had an indescribable temperament on his body.

It seems that no matter how strong the opponent is, this young man cannot be moved in the slightest.

"Why use the word recovery?" The young man looked up at the Night Owl Heavenly Emperor.

Two god-level players who are famous in the Juggernaut Circle, their eyes collide in the air.

"Because the whole game circle is rumoring that your state has declined, so I almost believe it."

If the Night Owl Heavenly Emperor hadn't personally witnessed Mu Chensheng's technical strength today, then he would probably have believed the rumors from the outside world.

Mu Chensheng spit out a puff of gray smoke, he slowly stood up and said, "Since you almost believed it, then why did you recklessly declare war on Peach Blossom yesterday?" ”

Why do night stalkers help themselves when they think their strength has declined? He wanted to know the answer, but what he didn't expect was that the answer was somewhat unexpected!

The Night Owl Heavenly Emperor took a sip of the tea in front of him, then stood up as well, and said directly to Chen Sheng: "No, it's just because we used to be brothers, Chen Zhan forgot it, Bai Xiaotong forgot it, Tao Qian forgot it, but I can't forget!" I'm ashamed of my brother, I don't need any reason, and I don't need any reason! ”

The words of the Night Owl Heavenly Emperor made Mu Chensheng a little moved, and at this time, he looked at the Night Owl Heavenly Emperor with firm eyes, and his originally somewhat indifferent eyes began to soften.

"Good brother, for a lifetime!"

"The game is not scattered, we are not scattered!"

After parting ways from the game, the two most prestigious god-level players finally got together again, and their hands were tightly clasped together.

The two didn't say much about brotherhood, because the true affection was in their hearts.

"By the way, why are you going to the press conference tomorrow? It's not your nature! After letting go, the Night Stalker Heavenly Emperor thought of something and asked out loud.

Mu Chensheng said softly: "You have to recognize some people and explain some things." ”

The Night Owl Heavenly Emperor listened to Mu Chensheng's words, was silent for a long time, and finally asked, "What does it mean?" ”

Mu Chensheng took another puff of cigarette, then pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and he whispered: "I am still me, and I have never changed." ”

Hearing this, the Night Owl Heavenly Emperor suddenly felt that Mu Chensheng was a little different, and since he came out of the hospital that day, Mu Chensheng has changed.

This is no longer the Mu Chensheng who was as gentle as water and the sea is a hundred rivers.

You must know that Mu Chensheng was misunderstood in the past, and he didn't explain anything, let alone take the initiative to explain anything.

And now Mu Chensheng's body seems to be a little less gentle, a little more indifferent and strong!

Suddenly, the Night Owl Emperor seemed to have returned to the time of the second revision of the new century a few years ago, the war-torn game years!

At that time, he fought alone in the 100,000 Corps, and he had the final say in the whole world!

I remember that at that time, he was also more strong than moderate.

Although during that time, he also left a strong stroke, but compared to the most dazzling Mu Chensheng at that time, his own stroke seemed so insignificant!

The Night Owl Heavenly Emperor looked at Mu Chensheng and whispered in his heart: "He is still him, Wang... Still the king, it has never changed, as always! ”