Chapter Forty-Nine: Real Man, Don't Operate!

There is a kind of abuse dish called hanging!

In Yifeng's view, the whole situation now is no different from a postdoctoral beating a primary school student!

The situation on the entire battlefield is clear at a glance.

The army of their own black pressure has far surpassed the other party in terms of quantity, quality, and even economy!

Even more so when it comes to the level of heroes.

Poor Shaquille was in full swing practicing monsters, and that's why his hill's level had just passed the threshold of level three, and the blood mage who came later hadn't even reached level two.

And his second hero, Xiao Y, is already more than half of the third level, carrying a blue card and a big blue bottle, he is simply a big tyrant!

Abusing vegetables is to get a moment of heartfelt satisfaction.

But it's easy to lose interest in a hanging like this.

"I'm bored, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

There was some tasteless Yifeng, got up from the table, looked up at the blue sky, and a strong smell of heroic loneliness like snow spread.

But this sentence, in Shaquille's ears, has another meaning.

Shaquille once again looked at the poor cats and dogs in the Yifeng base, comparing them with his mighty army. Now that he has added the priest, he is still very stupid and naïve to think that Yifeng has given up the game!

"Don't, don't!"

Shaquille feigned shock and let out a ghostly scream.

People who don't know still think that this guy is being abused by others to die-to-live, and he is begging for mercy!

But whoever it is, you can hear a kind of pretending to be forced from this tone.

It must be said that Shaquille has a talent for comedy in his bones.

At least he learned the tone of Yifeng, and what he learned was vivid.

At least, he lived up to expectations and aroused a laugh from the audience, and even some ladies laughed and shed tears, and couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe their eyes vigorously.

But the more this happened, the more Shaquille felt that it was the cheers of the crowd for him, and the more he danced.

"If it's a man, don't run!"

He said.

Even the eldest prince Adam can't stand this kind of behavior.

"Don't be ashamed!

The eldest prince Adam came behind Shaquille with an iron face, eager to drag this dead guy down alive.

"Why do you want to come down! It's detrimental to the knight's image, but that guy is so hateful!

Until this time, poor Shaquille thought that the eldest prince had called him down because he was afraid that others would say that he was ruthless!

Adam was speechless and began to hide his face.

And Yifeng, who was already a little soft-hearted, was furious when he heard the words and yelled.

"Real man, don't operate!"

He circled his hands around the screen, then drew an arrow to Shaquille's base!

I saw Shaquille's eyes flicker, and an airship swayed and floated over his main base, and countless minotaurs suddenly fell on the screen, carrying huge pillars, looking like bandits entering the village.

"Hehe, folks, don't panic, don't run. We don't rob food, we don't rob women!"

Suddenly the wolf smoke was everywhere!

And that's not all, more red-dotted dense armies are like desert marching ants, swarming up, and starting to gnaw at what they see.

This, how is this possible!?

Suddenly, Shaquille's pupils dilated rapidly, and his jaw fell to the ground with a thud.

My hands were stiff for a long time, and I forgot to operate stupidly!

In fact, there is no need for him to do anything anymore!

Yifeng's army is overwhelming like locusts, even if Shaquille has ten pairs of hands, with such a weak force, how can he operate it!

Shaquille was stunned!

Only now did he understand.

Why is the eldest prince's face so bad!

Why did the audience laugh like that!

Why did Yifeng dare to say such a domineering sentence!

It turns out that from beginning to end, it is himself who jumps up and down like a clown!

Shaquille felt that his face began to burn, and his eyes began to lose focus.

Why, why is this happening!?

It turns out that he doesn't need to pretend to die at all, he has already been abused by others to death!

......

The fight to this point is actually over!

When Easywind's Minotaur roars in anger and smashes Shaquille's last building into ruins, the screen begins to dim!

Shaquille didn't even notice this.

He just stood there straight, clutching his bare head and howling wolf howls at the sky.

"Why is this happening!?"

Judging from the sky above, Shaquille's tall body actually had a feeling of loneliness at this time.

A loser does not deserve sympathy.

At some point, the eldest prince had avoided Shaquille. He didn't even look back, his face was suddenly full of smiles, and he stretched out his big hand towards Yifeng.

"Congratulations, Lord Yifeng! It's a great showdown!"

It wasn't a good fight.

But there's no doubt that it's a fully comedic show!

It's like watching a clown's performance in a theater, it's so funny!

Yifeng has conquered all the audience with his perfect acting skills!

The audience was silent for a while, first the applause was sparse, and then it sounded like a storm, and almost everyone stood up, smiling and looking at Yifeng, and slapped their hands red!

This is the glory of the victors!

.........

As it turns out, as a winner, Yifeng gained more than just applause!

And endless worries!

Irabella was already chirping around the breeze like a cheerful bird.

"Yifeng, you did it on purpose, right?"

"Yifeng, it's so fun! You've known this before, have you?"

"Yifeng, can you teach me how to play this?"

Ilabella's unabashedly heart-shaped eyes, as well as the endless questions, suddenly made Yifeng feel an incomparable headache.

It is said that women are like ducks, and the ancients did not deceive me!

It's more tiring than playing a game!

The eldest prince retracted his hand in a sneer, and Yifeng, who was surrounded by Ilabella, couldn't care about the kindness released by the eldest prince at all.

He smiled bitterly, his eyes narrowing, and he couldn't see what it meant.

Grand Duke Linda's open little mouth hid behind the fan, bit her lip, and a charming look drifted straight to Yifeng.

This guy seems to be very funny.

She nodded her chin like this, and the fan in her hand began to shake rapidly.

..........

That night, a grand party was held at the Heian Grand Duke's Mansion to celebrate this dramatic victory.

The party lasted until midnight, when the Grand Duke's Mansion gradually calmed down.

In this quiet night, a black shadow silently swept into Yifeng's room like a slippery fish.

It was a petite figure, hidden in a black cloak.

The small figure stood at the head of Yifeng's bed, stretched out his fingers and stabbed the bed on his back with his face facing the sky, in the shape of a large human, lifting his hood with one hand, and his black hair like a waterfall rippled.

"Hey, open your eyes and see, am I beautiful?"

But it is clear that this is purely a blind man lighting a candle.

Because the man on the bed was snoring so loudly that he didn't move.

The beauty was a little annoyed and rolled her eyes.

"You idiot! Sleep like a dead pig!"

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something funny, and her eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"Real man, don't you operate, do you?"

She scoffed, bit her lip, and tugged at the knot on her cloak's chest with her little hand.

The silky cloak slid down silently.

She stepped forward slowly, lifted Yifeng's quilt, and slid in like a fish.

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