For a time, all the three major universities fell into a tense atmosphere, actively preparing for the war and discussing tactics.

Comparatively speaking, the other sub-colleges have a lot of Buddhist departments.

It's more like really coming to join in the fun, leisure and entertainment.

After all, this matter has nothing to do with them anyway, and experiencing the strength of the higher-level Tianjiao and bringing them some motivation is already a full harvest.

And want to compare with them...

The style of painting at the Ink Academy is a little more eccentric.

"Big brother, you are my own big brother."

"Why are you smashing the ring!"

"Do you know how expensive that alloy is... Now that Yuan Qingshan's old man grabbed me and didn't let go, I had to pay for it. ”

"I can't stand it!!"

Xu Yuanqing sat on the sofa in a daze, his hair was messy, and he didn't look good.

Eyes are blank.

Yu Sheng looked at him a little blankly: "It's not what you said... Do you want to blow up the field? ”

"I worked hard to blow it up."

...

Xu Yuanqing's body stiffened, and he looked at Yu Sheng faintly, as if he wanted to refute something, but in the end he swallowed the words back.

"I'm tired, let's destroy."

Zhao Zicheng had a brand new gauze wrapped around his chest and sat in a wheelchair holding a straw.

The only difference is that this time it was a soda bottle.

"Drink, you know how to drink!"

"You're going to watch the next few games."

"It's all you!"

Xu Yuanqing looked at Zhao Zicheng's stupid appearance, and couldn't help scolding again.

Zhao Zicheng didn't forget to hold the straw even when he raised his head: "Huh? ”

"I know, but I'm not a bully!"

"Bloody and bloody, quacking and killing!"

waved his fist vigorously, and the next moment Zhao Zicheng's face instantly turned pale, clutching his chest and wailing.

Obviously, the wound was pulled.

Seeing that this guy was obviously not very smart, Xu Yuanqing was a little tired, sighed quietly, got up, and dragged his tired body towards the bedroom.

So be it...

Love is so bad.

……

Internet public opinion exploded again.

This nationwide freshman contest has become the object of discussion in the streets and alleys.

Zhao Zicheng, after just one game for the rest of his life, had a gorgeous counterattack.

What leaves people with nothing but amazement.

Whether it is Zhao Zicheng's instantaneous counter-killing, or the rest of his life, he has been edited into a famous scene.

Although after all, it is just a small fight of the three awakened people, but it is all based on... They were only eighteen years old.

But correspondingly...

Or those negative public opinion posts.

'The rest of your life, from the City of Sin! ’

'Are those who come out of the city of sin worthy to be heroes of the human race??? ’

'Sin City! The root of all evil! ’

The person behind this is very smart, always knows what the people like to watch the most, and throws out the right news at the right time.

It's like the first ring match, and the topic contradiction is between the Lingnian Academy and the Ink Pavilion, implying that there may be shady scenes at the top.

In the second game, all the staff fought, and the rest of their lives were hot.

Turn the muzzle of the gun directly and dry the rest of your life.

Coupled with the mysterious place of Sin City, for a while... It has become the object of everyone's attention.

After all, Sin City, no matter who looks at it, doesn't look like a good place.

"Rationally speaking, the rest of his life is only an eighteen-year-old child, and the information shows that he has just entered the crime city by mistake, and it is not as serious as the landlord said."

"Heh, a big dye vat full of sludge can come out of a white lotus?"

"That's it, I didn't expect anyone in the Ink Academy to accept anyone."

"It is recommended to return the rest of your life to exile back to Sin City."

"If you want me to say, the city of sin should be destroyed!"

Looking at the news one after another, Zhao Zicheng's face was ugly, he gritted his teeth, and blew the table hard: "This group of brain-dead, no, I'm angry!" ”

"Don't let me know who they are, or one will count as one, and they will all be killed."

While cursing, he raised his head and saw Yu Sheng's calm face, and was a little surprised: "Boss Yu, aren't you angry when you see it?" ”

The rest of his life was at a loss: "Why are you angry..."

"What they say... That's very pertinent. ”

"Sin City is not a good place, and I am not a good person."

"I also want the destruction of the city of sin."

"Just exile me, and some of the guys inside won't be able to sit still."

Yu Sheng said with serious thought.

In the end, he nodded lightly: "It's just that some people in the Sin City have some kind of obsession with the Sin City..."

"They might... Something is going to happen. ”

Zhao Zicheng was speechless, and when he looked at the comments in the forum again, he couldn't find it difficult to make waves anymore for some reason.

Until the phone rang for the rest of his life.

A caller from an outlaw fanatic.

"Hey, Lao Yu, have you read the post on the forum?"

The voice is low and hoarse, like the standard villain voice in a TV series, which makes people feel creepy when they listen to it.

If it weren't for listening to this guy's original voice when he was out of control, Zhao Zicheng estimated that he would have always thought that the opposite side was a middle-aged old man.

"Hmm."

Yu Sheng nodded slightly.

"After all, it involves Sin City, so I'm curious to check it."

"It turned out to be some hidden IPs."

"Originally, it was just a fun look, but guess what?"

There was a chuckle on the other side of the phone, and he asked in suspense.

And then... For the rest of his life, he was as calm as ever, not saying a word.

"You should ask at this point, what's the matter! Come and cooperate with me! ”

The voice on the other side of the phone seemed to be a little helpless, and a little painful.

Yu Sheng nodded lightly: "Oh." ”

"Forget it, damn it!"

"A few of us who walked out of Sin City a few years ago were a little unhappy."

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is someone secretly playing against Moge and making trouble, but it won't be good if it rubs into our Sin City."

"So... They decided to go down and study the group themselves. ”

The voice of the outlaw fanatic was playful, eerie, and chilling.

"So what?"

The rest of my life was even more confused.

This person wastes a few minutes of his life and calls himself just to inform himself of this, and by the way, he also wastes a few minutes of his life?

It's an act of revenge... It's vicious.

"Don't you think it's a sharing between good friends?"

"It's the favorite thing for people outside the city to do."

The voice of the outlaw fanatic was a little resentful.