Chapter 179 Enemies Meet

The next day, it was a 16-to-8 match. Because it was close to the weekend, there were obviously more guests who bought tickets to the stadium today than yesterday.

To Chu Yun's surprise, Lemon SLV also had a small fan group, and this time it was different. It was no longer just the uncle, but also saw the little girl's shadow. Chu Yun signed it carelessly and didn't know how proud he was.

Lin Ruoxi was dissatisfied and said, "Are you a celebrity like this?"

Chu Yun looked at her a few times: "Didn't someone ask you to take a photo just now? It was you who ignored them."

"I mean, call, you, self, heavy!" Lin Ruoxi stopped word by word and killed Chu Yun's calf belly.

Chu Yun almost cried out in pain.

At this time, Chu Yun was kicked on the buttocks again. He turned his head and was about to lose his temper, but he found that it was Carly's little Lori.

He frowned: "What are you doing!"

"Big pervert, you went back without watching our game yesterday!" Carly pointed to Chu Yun with an angry face.

"Why should I watch it?" Chu Yun put his hands in and learned Lin Ruoxi's tone, "You are just my losers."

"Bad guy, bad guy." Carly couldn't say, as if she had been kicking Chu Yun's foot.

Although little Lori doesn't have much strength to kick, it's not painful or itchy, it's too annoying to be entangled all the time.

Chu Yun picked up Carly like a kitten and gave it to Elina: "My brother is very busy. I don't have time to play with you. There is 10 yuan here. You can buy sugar by yourself."

Carly patted Chu Yun's hand and kicked Chu Yun again.

"..."

Don't pull it down. Chu Yun picked up the money back in his pocket.

Chu Yun simply ignored these difficult little girls and followed Lin Ruoxi in the direction of the competition area. Unexpectedly, he met an acquaintance again.

Luo Cong stood under the watch on the electronic screen and cursed.

The moment he raised his eyes, he saw Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi walking slowly.

It was said that the enemy was particularly red when they met. Luo Cong's face was full of resentment. As soon as he met, he wanted to rush over. As a result, he was pulled by the two or five boys around him.

Chu Yun smiled kindly, but Luo Cong looked carefully. His hands, which had been stuck in his neck, were clearly restlessly pinching the knuckles in the air, as if it were for the warm-up of what would happen next.

"Hevere it, Brother Cong, we can't beat him now." Isn't this nonsense? The big men who followed Chu Yun into the toilet yesterday were found to have fallen on the floor tiles of the toilet like dead pigs. They were all stunned by a blow. Although Luo Cong is a dung bee, it does not mean that he has no brain.

He snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of viciousness: "You remember it. I want you to look good in the game later."

"Oh, it turned out to be you in the next game. That's just right. It seems that I don't have to keep my hand." Chu Yun said with a smile.

He patted Luo Cong on the shoulder, which scared him to shrink his body. It seemed that yesterday left a big shadow on the boy.

Chu Yun didn't stay. He didn't say much. He was not afraid. He was afraid that this boy would do something. Chu Yun didn't want to stay and entered the venue with Lin Ruoxi.

"Mother, mother, mother, mother!" Luo Cong looked at Chu Yun's back and spat an anx.

He turned his eyes and said to Erwuzai, "Why don't you drive to hit that bastard? How about I give you 100,000 yuan?"

The two or five boys looked bitterly: "Brother Cong, just let me go. Now there is a lot of public opinion outside, and you have to make a look at the foot of the capital. In case the sentence is heavy, it won't kill me."

Luo Cong raised the corners of his lips and said, "How come? Isn't it still me?"

The two-five boy's head shook like a rattle.

Aren't you smattering me? If it's really so smart, why don't you go yourself?

Luo Cong's face was unhappy. He knew how to look at his face and said quickly, "Brother Cong, compared with these, it's right to win that guy in the game. That guy seems to be the loudest call to win the championship now. He won him. Brother Cong, didn't you drop his face in front of the national players? - You have a lot of face!"

Luo Cong actually knew in his heart that it was just a retreat, but he really didn't have the courage to fight for Chu Yun.

He looked around and said angrily, "The game is about to start. Why hasn't that dead otaku arrived yet? Do you still have to invite him in person?"

Erwuzi took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone.

"He said it."

Luo Cong kicked the coke can on the ground unplealy, which provoked the dissatisfied eyes of the staff nearby.

"Go!" Luo Cong got up.

"Where are you going?"

"Inside, is it possible to be looked at here!" Luo Cong stared at him angrily.

Chu Yun's opponent in the game the next day was indeed Luo Cong's team, called Peerless Madman.

In addition to Luo Cong's swordsman, there is also a special profession - ghost.

The first scene, as if to cooperate with the atmosphere of this ghost profession, the map goes to the barren cemetery.

The dilapidated windmill, the bleak ancient tomb, and the hustle and bustle of the sky dyed the sky gray. Decay is the main theme of this picture.

On this map, there will be a transition from night to day, which will change every 5 minutes. During the day, this is a dead place. There are only ordinary monsters like bone-eating vulture and decomposers, but at night, there will be a group of demons dancing, and they will also brush out the map BOSS - Eisen Bedson, the king of dead bones.

During the day, this map resources are poor, and it is difficult to get effective benefits from MF. At night, the monster full of the screen has become the player's nightmare. The most terrible thing is that the monster in this picture has an "infection" attribute. When the player's arms are destroyed by undead creatures, they will become monsters and then summon them. If you don't pay attention, you may fight more and more. By the way, the profession of Holy Light can be like a fish in water here, but unfortunately there are no priests or monks on either side.

Chu Yun doesn't like this picture because it is too slow.

Lin Ruoxi doesn't like this picture because the atmosphere of this picture is too gloomy.

But Wu Tianhao, my favorite is this picture!

His professional ghost is very suitable for the environment and theme here. At the beginning, it took him about 3 months to complete the series of tasks of the undead inheritance. 3 months, what's the concept? That's probably a full account. A casual player can also have a 60-level full-level account.

The reward of the task is to change to the special profession of ghosts. If you remove Wu Tianhao's own interest in this aspect, the rarity of ghosts also adds a lot of points to it, and ghosts who play well are rare in the hero century.

Wu Tianhao wants to rely on this special profession and has the heart to climb into the professional league. But now there is an obstacle in front of him, which is to blow the trumpet. Regardless of whether Chu Yun has an impression of the ghost profession, Wu Tianhao clearly remembers the man who humiliated him with 10 minutes of tactics.

At that time, my ghost had not yet achieved great success. Now, it is time to take revenge.