Chapter 22: The Golden Train

At this time, in the monitoring room on the top floor of the Internet café, a middle-aged man with sunglasses was looking at the picture on the screen with interest.

Behind the man, five big men in uniform stood there extremely respectfully, holding their breath one by one, not even daring to come out.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man's cup of tea to be drunk, and before he could say it, the middle-aged young man next to him continued with a courteous face.

"Third master, this kind of small matter, just leave it to Ah Long to solve, why bother with you to drive it yourself?"

"It's just a group of students who haven't grown their hair together, what's there to see!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and did not explain anything, but asked:

"Dog, which of them do you think will win?"

"Don't you need to look at this, it must be a little fishman!"

"Right now, Bad doesn't have Q skills, even if he can escape to the bottom of the tower, he will still be killed by the little fishman."

"Aaron, this kid, although he fell from the platinum rank, after all, the foundation is still there, and it is still good to support the scene at ordinary times."

The middle man said with a smile on his face, obviously with a bit of partiality in his tone.

"Oh? In this way, you are very optimistic about Aaron? ”

"What, does the third master think that boy will win?"

"I don't know games, you know, but I can read people."

The middle-aged man said lightly:

"Have you ever seen someone who died with a smile on his face?"

"What!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the middle-aged man hurriedly looked at the screen, and then, his face changed greatly.

I saw the boy on the screen, not only with a calm smile on his face, but even with a hint of mockery in his expression.

This looks like a person waiting to be killed, this is completely in the palm of your hand!

"How...... How can this be, it shouldn't be! ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man's voice rang out.

"Go, bring this little gentleman, respectfully."

"Huh?"

The man in the middle was slightly stunned, and soon understood what the man meant.

"Third master, that ...... That Aaron ......"

Hearing this name, a trace of disgust finally flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

He got up from his seat, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and said in a cold voice:

"Not to mention that our Bai family never takes in waste, just say what kind of goods it is, you really don't know?"

The middle-aged man turned around, and his whole expression became cold.

"Do you really think I don't know what he did under the banner of my Bai family?"

"How long are you going to shield him?"

Looking at the middle-aged man who was already trembling next to him, the middle-aged man said with a sigh on his face:

"Dog, you're fallen......"

"Poof!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, the middle-aged man knelt down in horror.

"Third master, I know it's wrong! Please give me another chance! ”

"I've been with you for so long, and I've never done anything to be sorry for you! I ......"

"Okay, hurry up, it's an eventful time now, and I'm still busy with you here, and next time, I won't spare you!"

"Third master, don't worry, I know what to do, I will definitely satisfy you!"

Hearing this, the middle man kowtowed as if he had been amnestied, and then wiped the cold sweat on his head and ran out in a hurry.

After the middle man left, the room was quiet again.

Looking at the screen in front of him, the middle-aged man muttered to himself.

"Don't let me down, boy!"

……

This side of the hall.

Seeing that the little fishman had raised his harpoon, Gao Bin, who had been silent, finally became active again.

"Hmph, I said this kid is unreliable a long time ago, you still don't believe it, now you are satisfied!"

"If I wait until my cousin comes, will he be able to win?"

Hearing Gao Bin's words, everyone's expressions became a little complicated.

After all, the boy stepped up and played vigorously in the early stage, and indeed dedicated a wonderful half of the game.

However, it is a game that speaks by the results.

The so-called success and defeat of the king, let you play the wind and water, slaughter all the gods and Buddhas, as long as you don't stand to the end, then you will lose.

It sounds a little cruel, but it's just the way it is.

After Gao Bin finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene was a little depressing.

The students were silent one by one, and even Dong Yusheng's face was more sad.

Looking at the lustful look on the face of the man opposite, the girl bit her lip to death, but the tears in her eyes had betrayed herself.

She was really scared.

Seeing her expression, Brother Long over there became more and more rampant.

"Little beauty, don't worry, my brother will definitely let you * tonight!"

"As for you shit......

Brother Long glanced at Chu Feng, then changed his words and sneered:

"Then give me death!"

As soon as the boy's voice fell, everyone saw that the little fishman had almost stuck to Bud.

Just as everyone was waiting for the nightmare to come, a chuckle suddenly rang out from the field.

"Oh, no wonder it fell from platinum, your spraying technique is getting more and more like bronze."

"Since you want to go over like this, then I'll let it go to you!"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, and the next moment, his fingers danced.

At the last moment when Bud entered the tunnel, he only heard a "swish", and Bud flew out directly in the opposite direction with a "flash".

Looking at this sudden scene, the little fishman suddenly panicked.

"Oh no, fooled!"

Just a second ago, he was still frantically clicking on the entrance of the tunnel, for fear of slowing the other party by a second.

Now, however, the end of the world is just around the corner.

The little fish-man didn't have time to react, and walked into the golden tunnel opened by Bud.

It's a one-way train full of philosophy of life, and the destination of the train has only one name - hell.

With the help of Bard's E skill, the little fishman successfully reached the defense tower.

As wave after wave of attacks fell, the little fishman was instantly smashed into blood.

Looking at the outside of the defense tower, with only more than fifty drops of blood left, the little fishman's eyes were completely red.

However, with all his skills already exhausted, he can only reach the dust.

Those who insult others will always be humiliated.

After a few seconds, the little fish-man fell to the ground with an unwilling face.

At the same time, a pleasant prompt sounded in the system:

“FIRST BLOOD!”

Looking at the indifferent boy on the sidelines, everyone stayed there.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword light is cold in 14 states.

Among the millions of people, take the head of the general, and that's it!

At this moment, there is nothing else to think in everyone's hearts, only the word shock.

Is this guy really still human?