When Chen Fuyun had red eyes, after knocking a few basins of cold water in the simple bathroom with many people, he took a few deep breaths before he could barely suppress the extremely suppressed heat in his heart for a few points.

The body is still tall, and the desire in his heart is still hot, but Chen Fuyun doesn't want to masturbate. Since quitting League of Legends five years ago, he hasn't masturbated anymore.

In the past five years, he has been working alone in the metropolis, mixing very poorly, and when he is lonely at night, he also feels that there has been a lack of a woman around him.

He is reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear, and works very hard when he has work, the only purpose is to save more money.

He thought that one day when he had saved enough money, he would bring his parents and Biyun to this big city, so that they could also see the traffic in the city and live a good life.

There is often only a thin line between ideals and fantasies for those who have many resources at their disposal, and as long as they are put into action, they are within reach. But for Chen Fuyun, who came from a poor background and only had a high Chinese background, there is no difference between ideals and fantasies, they are all floating clouds.

Chen Fuyun is not a pessimist by nature, and countless realities make him pessimistic.

Thinking of that blank future, Chen Fuyun clenched his calloused but clean fist fiercely, his eyes were scarlet, but his heart was already cold, just like this cold and biting tap water, as if it was about to solidify into ice.

By the time Chen Fuyun walked out of the bathroom and came to his cabin again, Guo Jiajia's figure was long gone, and what was displayed on the computer screen was no longer Dongre's love action, but a promotional video of a game.

Tianheng - God of Fighting!

The Fighting God Continent is an ancient continent where fighting spirit prevails and strong people emerge.

In this world, there is the legend you want most!

……

The concise but shocking opening remarks, coupled with countless thrilling game experience screens in the later stage, ancient dragons, phoenixes, monsters, fighters, ...... After a mysterious world of thousands of prosperity slowly unfolded, Chen Fuyun was a little curious.

As a half-hardcore online game enthusiast, although he gave up League of Legends, a competitive game that once made him crazy, for various reasons, this did not affect his love for this virtual online game produced by Tianheng International.

It is rumored that this is a super online game that sells 500 million pieces of game helmets alone!

Chen Fuyun has been studying for a few years, and the data of 500 million may not be outstanding on the letter, but if you think about it carefully, this number is too amazing, such a huge game crowd makes almost every business team with a little economic acumen work hard to get a piece of the pie from this epoch-making game.

Chen Fuyun prides himself on learning good math in high school, but this does not mean that his economic acumen is outstanding, he is just a simple little person who wants to get rid of poverty, and he can't take root in high-end business, maybe it is also a good choice to be able to take root in games.

Playing games isn't about breaking jars. Some people play games purely for entertainment, killing time and spending money, while others play games out of their profession.

At present, the term professional gamer is no longer unfamiliar, such as the strongest king team members in many teams at home and abroad when League of Legends was at its peak, almost all of them are professional players. They take games as their profession, regard honor as their lives, compete in a hundred battles, and use mouse, keyboard and youth to walk out of their own path.

Glory is my life, honor is my name.

Chen Fuyun, who admires chivalry, faintly looks forward to his life as a professional gamer in the future.

The vast promotional screen of the game is over, and in a week, the world's eagerly awaited gamers will be the first to usher in the full open beta of God of Fight.

Holographic human simulation virtual online game.

This kind of online game, which has never existed only in legends, has stepped down from the altar and entered the market, and the online game industry should have a subversive impact, right? Chen Fuyun thought about it, and decided not to think about it again, what he needed to think about was the rent that he owed Sister Jia for eight months, and a game helmet exclusively distributed by Tianheng International!

On the market, a lowest-configuration fighting god game helmet is sold at a price of 800 oceans. The only money left in Chen Fuyun's Agricultural Bank card seemed to be enough to buy half a helmet.

The boat will naturally be straight to the bridge, there will be bread, and there will be helmets.

Chen Fuyun rubbed his temples, and then, with a casual sweep of his eyes, he suddenly found that on the gray computer desk, a small snow-white note was lying under the exhaust fan swaying lightly, and under the note, there was a small stack of red soft girls who couldn't hide the bright light.

Chen Fuyun took the note, and looked at the handwriting on the note in a daze, the words are thin and gold, delicate and revealing the vigor without a trace, the words on it, Chen Fuyun seems to understand whether he understands or not, but he can see God.

Going around and around, the streets are bustling and the houses are empty.

The exaggeration of the refraction under the neon lights, the gloom of the sigh in the corner.

One person walks, one person waits, one person plays the clown.

……

Chen Fuyun thinks that he is not a hypocritical person, he accepted Sister Jia's money, and he also owes a favor, not much money, just to buy a low-profile helmet, but this love is extremely heavy.

Early the next morning, Chen Fuyun ran to Jingshan Park as usual, and then practiced boxing.

Chen Fuyun was born in the old red area, when he was a child, he studied well, his understanding was high, and his roots were quite good, and a person in the village was said to have walked the Long March, killed the Japanese invaders, and beat Lao Jiang, and finally gave a certain national deputy leader as a personal guard for 20 years The old man is very optimistic about him, so he did not hesitate to practice his own 60 years of Xingyi, and the eight poles of the two internal and external boxing methods are taught to each other.

Bajiquan, the full name of Open Door Bajiquan, is famous for its strong and violent distinctive style and the characteristics of close-fitting techniques of attacking, collapsing, squeezing and leaning.

As for Xingyi Boxing, although it is an internal boxing, its style is similar to Baji Boxing, which is completely based on a hard routine, which is almost like a storm, lightning and thunder.

Boxing is by no means something that can be completed overnight, especially the two boxing methods of Baji and Xingyi, which have not been polished and tormented for ten years, not to mention entering the house, it is a small success that cannot be reached!

Chen Fuyun's comprehension and patience, as well as the desperate posture he showed when practicing boxing, even the old man with his eyes above the top showed appreciative glances from time to time.

Even if he later went to high school, became obsessed with League of Legends, and abandoned his studies, Chen Fuyun never wasted his boxing skills. As for the five years after graduation, he has already entered the hall in the cultivation of these two fist techniques.

At this moment, Chen Fuyun was wearing the short shirt that had long been out of place, bowing and riding together, moving and moving, and there were gusts of fist wind, ups and downs in the area centered on his body.

Eight poles collapse, people are like dragons, fists are like the wind, there is no shadow, and the momentum is like a bell!

The shape is moving, fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, as sudden as rain, and hitting like a mountain!

Teng Teng Teng!

After dozens of back and forth exercises, Chen Fuyun was already sweating profusely on his forehead, and his whole body was steaming, as if he had just been fished out of the steam room.

He gathered his fists and froze, habitually swept around the empty area, and then, to great surprise, found a completely different phenomenon from the past!

A young girl in her early twenties, holding a camera, consciously or unconsciously captures the park's waking up to the morning light.

Chen Fuyun walked ten steps south.

He had always had good eyesight, and he clearly saw the pretty girl in front of him, she was wearing a duckbill hat that was not fashionable at the time, her long black hair that fell down the brim of the hat covered the small half of her delicate cheeks, and the camera in her hand flashed white light frequently.

Seeing her, Chen Fuyun, who has always regarded "handsome birds in the deep mountains and beautiful women in the grass" as the golden rule, couldn't help but begin to waver a little bit about his past paranoia.

He has always thought that the girls in the city are good-looking, but they are full of wind and dust, and they are definitely not as good as those small jasper that came out of his own village, just like the blue clouds of the mountain and water aura.

This girl with a camera is very beautiful and exquisite, a little bit like a woman raised in the rough land of the north, but with the aura of the mountains and rivers of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River and Zhong Lingyuxiu.

For some women, rhetoric such as beautiful and good-looking are often just embellishments, and her own dusty temperament and appearance that is enough to subvert all beings are the image illustration of many adjectives in the world.

And the pretty girl in front of Chen Fuyun seems to have verified this.

Strange things in the world are often not isolated, but come one after another.

Chen Fuyun just saw such a shocking girl, and he didn't have time to appreciate it for a few more minutes, and the next moment, the two of them were tall and mediocre, but at first glance, they didn't look like a bald man who was good at stubble suddenly jumped out of a corner.

Their eyes were sharp, and after glancing in the direction of Chen Fuyun like eagles, they seemed to sneer and smile, and then walked straight towards the girl who was taking pictures with a camera with a few wisps of evil look.

Chen Fuyun's heart suddenly burst.

The joke of heroes saving beauty has long been vulgar in many novels.

But at this moment, in front of this vivid joke, Chen Fuyun did not sigh that happiness came so suddenly.

Chen Fuyun has never been a hot-blooded young man who likes to meddle in things, but when he saw such an angry thing at first glance, he only had anger in his heart, just like the girl who was touched by someone was his own little daughter-in-law Biyun, who had never passed the door, and he was furious!

He strode forward, his fists clenched, and then, just as a gust of wind swept out, the two bald men suddenly felt their scalps tighten at the same time!

A little cold came first, and then punched like a dragon!

Dangdang!

A meat fist that was not huge came in an instant, and its speed was so fast that it was completely outside the range of the human body's nerve response, and two seemingly mighty bald men fell to the ground unexpectedly.

When the two of them looked up suddenly, the image of a young man who was not tall or strong, with a somewhat pale face and a dead smile on his face came into view.

"Boy, you're dying!"