Chapter 122: As They Wished

[Nearby] is not mentally retarded: "I am relieved to see that you are safe and sound, and there is no need to call the police for your parents." ”

As soon as Shi Ying's words came out, there was a commotion in the nearby crowd, and someone was holding a knife and staring at Shi Ying viciously.

[Nearby] flower-armed cute man: "It's not mentally retarded, don't go too far!" Do you really think that "Forgotten in the Rivers and Lakes" is a place where you can cover the sky with one hand? ”

[Nearby] Mechatronics: "Why are you talking to our helper?" Keep your mouth clean! Beware of Lao Tzu killing you! ”

[Nearby] rippling father: "Some people really don't know the height of the sky, thinking that the game is really good?" If you have the ability to tell me your address, Lao Tzu will go to you now! ”

……

A group of people were bouncing around the nearby channel, saying something worse and worse than the other.

Shi Ying glanced at it, and a faint evil smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Sure enough, it's a great god, everyone else plays games and goes out with a blue bottle of blood medicine, you are good, you have to bring a group of dogs when you go out." ”

"But your dog only seems to bark, and has no ability to bite, except for daring to jump in the city, do you dare to go out of the city?"

[Nearby] Flower-armed man: "Who do you say is the dog?" It's not mentally retarded, are you looking for death! ”

[Nearby] rippling father: "Drafting grandma, isn't it just to play games better, in reality you are a deflated three!" If you have the ability to tell Lao Tzu the address, Lao Tzu can't kill you! ”

A 'ruthless' word quickly brushed out from the nearby channel, and Shi Ying half-lowered her eyes and pursed the corners of her lips lightly.

said that she relied on her own games to play well, but what about them? It's not that the city can't attack each other to dare to jump in front of her.

If you want her address, they have the ability to go out of the city first.

There was a touch of disdain in his eyes, as a top god, Shi Ying was too lazy to bother with this group of little minions. There are many more people in the network than in reality, and the virtual network magnifies the inferiority of people, so that some people who feel pressure in reality can find an outlet, they often 'don't choose their words', and often do things that they won't do in reality, and when they really meet, many people will immediately become cowardly.

Ying is really too lazy to care about this kind of cowardice, but she doesn't care, it doesn't mean that a certain boss standing in the crowd won't care.

The man's eyes narrowed, his eyes flashing dangerously cold, and he tapped his fingertips on his phone, and the call went through.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?"

"Zhao Huang, let the game administrator come to the main city of weaving dreams, ban all the players in the main city who scold 'isn't mentally retarded', and then check their IP addresses, I want it tonight."

"I'll go here, but boss, ask more, do you want the addresses of those players to ......"

"See netizens." The cold voice sounded faintly, and Yan Muchen hung up the phone, his thin lips full of coldness.

Summoning the flame lines, Yan Muchen leaned back on the chair, his long legs overlapped, and the cold light under his eyes was even worse.

"Yanwen, it's a good night tonight, let's go out with the people of the dark team."

"Lord?" Yanwen was slightly stunned, he didn't know what happened to Yan Muchen, and he actually asked the dark team to dispatch.

The dark team is a hidden force of the Yan family underground, and it will not be used easily, and as soon as it is dispatched, the earth will be stained with blood.

Flamestripe knelt on the ground and asked in a low voice, "But the other forces are unstable?" Command the Lord, and the flames will lift their heads before the Lord. ”

"Don't mention the head, kick them a few times when they go on the road, and tell them that there are some things that they can't say casually even on the Internet." Yan Muchen's fingertips were on weight loss, and his voice was colder than his eyes, "Don't you want to see real people, as they wish." ”