"Guan Yu is a bad pen, Lao Tzu doesn't play anymore!" The monkey suddenly spoke, sent a message, and ran directly back to the base, and then began to taunt full-time.

Fang Mo was stunned when he saw it, and then sighed deeply.

He knew that there would be such a scene, but there was no way, a ghost game was so discriminated against, not only discrimination was so simple, sometimes resentment was simply unfounded.

It seems to be a lot harder to win.

"If I use monkeys, there may still be a huge chance, but now, this guy has run away, and my character is basically unable to win in the late stage......" Fang Mo shook his head.

Although he already knew that he might lose, he would still persevere, not for anything else, even if it was just to hold on to such a breath, he had to continue, even if he failed in the end, he couldn't leave halfway.

"Something is wrong, it's so wrong, what does Guan Yu say, it's all a bad pen?" Zhang Fei seemed to see a lot of things wrong, but he still hurried to anger.

This may be an almost irreconcilable contradiction between humans and ghosts.

Fang Mo also smiled helplessly, and then scratched Ye Chengcheng's nose, "It's really naughty, look at how this game can be played now?" ”

Ye Qingcheng shook his body in disdain, then leaned into his arms, grabbed his hand, and said, "If you win this game, how about I let you kiss it?" ”

When Fang Mo heard this, he immediately burst out with twelve points of enthusiasm, and took advantage of the fact that his equipment was forming quickly to launch a brutal massacre on the road.

No matter how many people come, he can take it all, even if it is five people coming together......

And then he was finished.

After all, he can't beat five people, but even if he dies, he still takes two people with him, which can almost be called a fierce record.

"Shame on the pen, huh?"

"This Guan Yu may be a fool?"

"I don't know why, but I still have to scold, this is a fool."

It's starting to spray again, and there's no way to avoid it, after all, people and ghosts are such contradictions.

If we want to break this contradiction, it seems that only one side dies or one side is resurrected, but both of these things are basically impossible to accomplish, and basically only God can control the realm.

Fang Mo was helpless, and came to the road again.

And at this time, there were three people facing him, and in the grass, there must still be people in ambush.

Cai Wenji spoke: "Lao Tie, although I don't know what happened to you, but as long as we target you, they actually behave more human-machine than human-machine, it seems that as long as they target you, it's okay." ”

They really all thought so, because as long as they targeted Fang Mo, the others would hardly move.

The mid lane stopped replenishing the troops and just stood there watching everything on the scene.

The two people on the road were also in a daze, only Zhang Fei went out from time to time to make up for a soldier, but once he made a move, he would immediately encounter countless scoldings.

The monkey said: "Does Zhang Fei also want to be a bad pen, if you don't want to, just stand there, don't you see that the opposite side is killing Guan Yu?" What a fun are you making! ”

The descendant also came out and flew a big bird out at random, and then said: "Zhang Fei, don't move, if you continue to move, I'm afraid you will be scolded to death directly......"

Zhonglu didn't even say a word, just stood there stupidly.

This game, to be honest, is really too weird, it seems that the people in it are not trying to win at all, but just to target Guan Yu.

This is simply unscientific.

And yet they did it, and they did it with great pleasure, as if that would make them so happy.

Playing games, it doesn't matter if your mentality collapses, as long as you keep yourself happy.

The other side now also began to taunt Guan Yu in turn, but Fang Mo never replied, he just kept fighting there, but with all his might, he couldn't break through the encirclement of five people, and although these five people were not as good as him, they were united.

On the other hand, on his side, basically no one came to take care of him, which made him very uncomfortable.

glanced at Ye Chengcheng in his arms, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Next time, can you choose a better hero?" ”

Guan Yu was not a hero who turned the tables in the first place, so even if he got countless advantages in the early stage, it would still be like this in the later stage, and he was very helpless.

"Isn't that a game? You see how much fun everyone is having fun? All kinds of tower-crossing kills! Ye Tingcheng pointed to the screen of his mobile phone and smiled.

In ancient times, there was a smile and a smile for the country, and now there is a game of Ye Chengcheng with a smile.

Women are really nothing......

Ahem!

Thinking of this, Fang Mo hurriedly stopped his thoughts, after all, he was not a sling, he had a girlfriend, although he was a ghost, but this was also a girlfriend, wasn't it?

As the time approached, the outer tower on the road had been completely broken, and even the inner tower was only a drop of blood left.

When he arrived in a hurry, Neta was also broken, and he himself was killed on the spot, especially Di Renjie, once he saw him, he would immediately throw out a flash, as if he didn't do that, he couldn't prove his strength.

The hatred is too great.

Fang Mo was also very helpless, who let himself kill his family so badly in the early stage? Even if he can't get the head, the other party is going to target him, anyway, no one in the audience is moving now, as long as they keep targeting him.

Flash?

It's useless to keep it.

Fourteen minutes, this game was solved, although it was very unpleasant, but Fang Mo really didn't have the power to return to the sky, that kiss, naturally it could only be regarded as a promise that could not be fulfilled.

But fortunately, Ye Tingcheng has been in his arms for a long, long time, and it seems that he can recover some losses, which also makes him feel a lot better, if there is no benefit at all, but he is abused in various ways, it is strange that he is not crazy.

Of course, it's not crazy, but it's definitely not happy.

After the fight, Fang Mo began to report infinitely, and directly reported the four people over and over again, there was no failure at all, after all, all kinds of abuse by them did exist.

The system is not stupid, and this system is very intelligent and can recognize a lot of things, in fact, before he can report it, these people will be deducted reputation points.

"Anyway, it's a little weird!"

"It's really strange, what the hell did I just do?"

"Girl, why am I squirting so wildly?"

"It's weird, it's evil, hold the grass, I must take a good look at it when I go back......"

The four teammates, none of them left at this time, they looked at Fang Mo's avatar that had not yet dimmed, and began to blame themselves, as for being deducted points, they didn't feel wrong at all.

After all, what they did was not right in the first place, and if they didn't even deduct points, it would make it difficult for them to feel the soles of their feet from the bottom of their hearts.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what was going on just now, I'll give you a skin, right?" Zhang Fei said a word, and then immediately gave Fang Mo a message to add friends.

Fang Mo's eyes lit up, and he agreed without thinking about it.

After all, skin is still very expensive, and it would be great if someone could give it away, especially in front of you, after so much abuse, it seems normal to have a little compensation.

"That, I'll hang up first, so let's do it, what characters are you missing, I'll send you directly!" The monkey was embarrassed to speak, and then sent a message to add friends.

Hou Yi and Ying Zheng, who has almost no sense of existence in the middle lane, are also like this, and they both sent a message to add friends, as if they wanted to save something, but obviously, they also knew that no matter how much they did, they couldn't get it back.

That's an insult, and it's a huge disservice to the game.

For people who play games, the same is true, if he can't win Fang Mo's forgiveness, then he will really blame himself and feel sorry for people.

Fang Mo unceremoniously put all the things away, and then was very excited and ready to play again, ready to let Ye Qingcheng speak again.

At least, after meeting such a high-quality player, even if he is scolded, he will still be very happy, at least after being scolded, he can also have some compensation for losing it.

Unfortunately, when he wanted to continue to start, a man walked in outside the door.

This is a very depressed middle-aged man, who exudes a sense of bad luck from the inside out.

Down, unlucky, plus a little lost in a daze.

He is about thirty-five years old, and it stands to reason that he should not be in such a state, at least, many people, in their thirties, when they are in high spirits, should not behave like this at all.

"Hello, are you a fortune teller here?" The middle-aged man asked in a low voice, and in the somewhat dimly lit room, he behaved a little strangely.

Fang Mo nodded and said with a gentle smile: "That's right, but I don't just know how to tell fortunes, catch ghosts, subdue demons, and read feng shui." ”

Originally, the middle-aged man came in with a little uncertainty, but when he heard Fang Mo's words, the uncertainty on his face was even more.

How can anyone have so many?

After all, everyone will only do their own business, which is the norm in this industry, and as for those who say all-in-one, almost without exception are pretending.

"I'm really not kidding...... Fang Mo saw that the other party was leaving, pinched his fingers and calculated, glanced at Ye Qingcheng, who immediately hugged the pillar, and then he spoke: "Your career may have been a little rough recently, but this is not long-lasting, in fact, after a while, you will slowly recover." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid you were scolded by the supervisor, and because you were middle-aged, you were fired, and you were very unwilling, yes or no?"

When he said this, the middle-aged man immediately turned his head, with incredulity, and at the same time said madly: "No, I haven't reached middle age yet, I'm still young, and I can still do a lot of work, I don't!" ”