MMORPG: Martial Gamer Chapter 1187: Angry Quanzhen Sect

"You know those guys..."

Wang Yu asked strangely after Darkmoon Team and others left.

"Darkmoon Team" Wuji said: "You don't know...the one who is going to beat me is their captain, called Death Darkmoon, a pure Sabi, and he couldn't beat his opponent during the live broadcast. Then he beat up his girlfriend, and his fame went viral."

"Fuck me!" Mu Zixian said angrily when he heard the words: "It's nothing to beat women! You have to deal with them when you meet them!"

"Not bad!" Yang Na and Linglongmeng also echoed: "We will leave this to us."

"This kind of person is not blocked...?"

Wang Yu was even more stunned. Kindness limited Wang Yu's imagination. It was the first time he heard of such a thing.

"Blocked" Wuji said: "The original team directly cancelled the contract with him. Later, this grandson got a big money, and then the Darkmoon team was reorganized. He is the captain."

"I rely on, what company even praises this kind of people." Wang Yu exclaimed.

Personality is the soul of the team. Nowadays, most of the audience's three views are very positive, and there is no room for sand in their eyes.

Even this kind of scumbag wins a consortium, either with a pit in his head or not caring about reputation.

The well-informed Kendo Xuedao: "It seems to be a pirated version."

"Piracy?"

"Yes!" The famous Kendo Xue said: "It's the kind of pirated version, it can be arrogant, everything like "I am a big player", "God-level mechanical hunter" has been pirated by this."

"No wonder."

Wang Yu knew it, frowning and said: "These **** really gather together and should be severely punished! But pirates are also in the muddy waters of the game circle."

"Because there are also games, such as "You are a martial artist" are also among their piracy."

"Damn it!" Wang Yu furiously said: "When you meet them on the field, you must beat me to death, no one can keep your hands!!"

Everyone: "..."

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Running all the way, everyone was a little tired, and went to bed early after returning to their rooms.

It was only after seven o'clock the next morning, when the evildoer was rampant and called everyone up.

"Call us so early, you are going to die!!"

When someone yelled when I was sleeping soundly, it didn't feel very good. It was a ruthless character who called myself to get up, and everyone still opened their mouths unrelentingly.

The evildoer runs rampantly: "Sleep! The staff of the organizer will pick up the team to get familiar with the venue, and you won't be able to catch up if you sleep."

"Really? Do you know about Niu Sao?" After hearing this, everyone looked at Mu Zixian who was napping on Wang Yu's arm.

Mu Zixian is the leader of the rabble team. It is reasonable to say that the staff of the organizer of this kind of thing will advance to Comrade Mu Zixian.

Who knows that Mu Zixian was asked so by everyone, he sat up, his eyes widened, and his face was circled: "I don't know, no one has notified me."

"If you didn't notify you, it was right!" The evildoer said helplessly: "People notified professional teams. There is a difference between an amateur team like you, who is not familiar with the team? Anyway, they are all beaten by professional masters. , This is internal news, so I called you early in the morning."

"Day!"

As soon as he heard this, all the people of Quanzhen rushed to their foreheads with anger.

Meow, although the evildoer is right, the organizer is indeed reasonable to do so, but it is not a concept to put it on others or on oneself.

If I change to another amateur team, I can watch the game in the VIP for free, and I have the opportunity to play against professional players. I'm very satisfied.

Although this group of Quanzhen teaches people seem to be nervous, all of them are proud people with higher eyes. This time the goal is to directly point to the champion. The organizer treats this group differently. How can an arrogant guy bear it.

The character is violent like Mingdu, and he immediately scolded with dissatisfaction: "What the hell, the dog looks down on people, this game, I won't fight yet!!"

While scolding, he was going to lift the table, but the hotel tables were all made of marble. Mingdu lifted it a few times and didn't move.

The expressions of other people are also very strange, all of them have eyebrows and eyes, and they agree with Mingdu's words.

"Okay! Don't be angry."

Seeing that everyone is about to break up, Wuji hurriedly got up and said: "What silly thing to say, Mr. Wang has already paid out, so let's go back without showing my face? Who is worthy?"

"But they deceived so much!" Ji Ao said unbalancedly.

"Haha!" Wuji smiled and said, "It’s not that the organizer deceived people too much, but your mentality was wrong. The organizer clearly distinguished amateur from professional at the beginning. Compared with professional teams."

"But..."

"Nothing but"

Just as Jiao was about to say something, Wuji interrupted roughly: "That's the sentence! Your strength determines your position in the hearts of others~IndoMTL.com~We are staring at the name of the amateur team. Yes, people naturally regard us as amateur players, and want to make others change their views of you, they can only play the game and show your strength, understand?"

"This..."

Either Quanzhen teaches so many capable people, and only Wuji can be the boss. The key is that this guy will prescribe the medicine.

After being reprimanded by Wuji, the entire group of people, who had been so angry, immediately stopped.

"Right, right." Enchanted rampage also echoed next to him: "Boss Wuji said what I want to say. This time I promise everyone in my own name. As long as everyone can get a good ranking, I will give everyone extra Reward, the higher the ranking, the more generous the reward."

As the No. 1 rich man in the game circle, the evildoer is very tempting.

Everyone in Quanzhen has been persuaded by Wuji, but for the sake of face, they didn't express their conviction to Wuji. Now that the evildoers are rampant and strike while the iron is hot, everyone has a step down.

Everyone pointed to Wuji and said, "This time it is because of the sponsorship of Brother Niu and Father Niu, and the reward of the demon boss, not because of you!"

"Ufe and urnate as you please!" Wuji spread his hands, expressing that he was used to it.

After eating breakfast, around eight o'clock, the organizer's staff also came to the hotel. All the teams gathered outside the lobby and then walked to the opposite arena together.

Along the way, there was a chattering sound.

Looking ahead, it is the staff who are in touch with the masters.

The staff are also ordinary people, so close to their idols, it is inevitable to be excited.

"Great God, I am your stubborn rice..."

"Great God, what is your blood type..."

"Great God, give me an autograph..."

Such words are endless.