The beauty of online games

Chapter 054 Barron's Recoup

The fourth and fifth bull fell to the ground at the same time. Just as I was about to rush between the two bulls and chase the sixth bull, the sound of Giardno sounded on the bullring.

Ding,

Player [Jardno] shouts (current scene): My most distinguished Chinese server friend, the strength you have shown has made the bulls present feel trembling. Please carry forward the spirit of benevolence and let them live,

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Oh, the footsteps I have taken have finally taken back. A bull is 10,000 US dollars. I have wasted more than 300,000 of them in China. The number is not big, but it is not small. Therefore, when I heard Jardno shout, I raised the thin sword in my hand and did not chase it again.

Ding,

System prompt: The referee will terminate the game, and the system will take back your bullfighting equipment,

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The system prompt sounded in my ear. I only felt empty in my hand, but the thin sword suddenly burst, and the red bullfighting costume on my body also turned into a little starlight.

Although the game was forcibly terminated, my high-level battle also won the recognition of the players present. This time, no one made a noise. The audience around stood up neatly, and the thunderous applause was much louder than Barron's.

"Mr. Magic, this is really a classic battle. You open our eyes." Jardeno came down from the stands with Andy and Rod. He was dissatisfied with me before he changed and said excitedly, "Now I finally understand that the very useful bullfighting operation level in our eyes is not worth mentioning in your eyes."

"Well, it's all with the help of cleverness. What's the big deal?" Andy didn't dare to talk to me loudly this time, whispering behind his back,

"Andy, shut up." This time, Giardno was furious: "Are you blind? Mr. Mo uses 360° step turning, instantaneous body, volley and other operations. Which one can you imitate? If you still question Mr. Mo's level now, I will give you a chance to challenge fairly. In the face of ten bulls, how much can you kill?"

Andy's face turned red, but he didn't dare to say anything after all.

"Mr. Mo, you are very right." Jardno said sincerely, "The operation technology is not used to show others, get applause and cheers, but to kill people, kill all monsters or players that hinder your progress. Today, you prove all this to us with practical actions."

"Mr. Jardno, you are flattered." I smiled modestly: "The mentality of Chinese and European players is different, so the way is different."

"Mr. Mo, you don't have to worry about my face. European players can afford to lose." Jardno shouted,

"Oh, well, with all due respect, your operation level is simply terrible." I said,

"Well..." A cold sweat suddenly flowed from Jardno's forehead, and Rod laughed and said, "Boss, Mr. Mo is always so funny."

"Haha." Giardno also laughed and gave way, "Mr. Mo, please, our coach Barron wants to see you."

"Baron." I nodded to Jardno, and then walked away from the bullring in the cheers of countless players.

After walking along the spacious street for almost five minutes, a small farm building in Europe in the 1930s and 1940s appeared in front of him. Giardno opened the door and said, "Andy, you take people to guard here. No one is allowed to approach. Rod, you and I will come in with Mr. Mo. Go."

"Yes, BOSS." Rod nodded vigorously,

"Mr. Mo, welcome." Pushing the door in, Barron met in the bullring, wearing aristocratic clothes in European clothes and tasting wine leisurely.

"Hello, Mr. Barron." I don't know what these people are doing. I politely said hello and didn't say much.

"Are you surprised because I disclosed my identity to you at the bullring?" Barron said lightly, "In fact, it's nothing. I love bullfighting, but in reality, Spain is under pressure from all sides. As an important member of Congress, I naturally can't openly support such a cruel movement."

"Then I understand." I smiled and said, "Not only in reality, but also considering your embarrassing identity, you don't want to be too flamboyant in the game, right?"

"Young man, it's a pleasure to talk to you." Barron smiled and said, "Sit down, please forgive me for not seeing you with my true face."

"I understand." I smiled. It seems that Barron's image and voice have been transformed. He must be at least 40 or 50 years old.

"Jardno is my nephew, and Rod is my former subordinate." After sitting down, Barron introduced,

"Mr. Mo, I dare not reveal my identity without Mr. Barron's permission before." Rod feels a little guilty,

"It doesn't matter." I nodded to Rod, and then looked at Barron and said, "Mr. Barron, please forgive me for my frankness. Well, I'm just an ordinary player in the middle service. I really don't know how I can get your summons."

"Mr. Mo, you are too cautious." Barron shot a fine light in his eyes and did not answer my question. Instead, he asked, "We are all smart people, aren't we?"

"Well..." This sentence made me speechless,

"What do you think... I let my nephew replace me, but Rod is the organizer of the banquet. What's my purpose?" Barron's unfathomable smile,

"Oh... Let your nephew be the boss is because you can hold the bullfighting organization firmly in your hand... As for making Mr. Rod the banquet organizer... With all due respect, make money." I said,

"I said that Mr. Mo is a smart man." Barron laughed and said, "Then what do you think is the purpose of inviting you here today?"

"Ha ha." The old fox looked like he was winning. I smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid you have seen through my real intention to come to the European suit and want to negotiate with me."

"Smart." Barron didn't sell the barrier this time and stretched out five fingers: "There are 300,000 players who can form combat effectiveness in the bullfighting organization. As long as you invest 50 million US dollars, I will let these people return to the middle server with you and move with you. However, you have to be clear that the victory, the trophy belongs to us. If you lose the battle, you have to compensate for all the equipment losses. . "

"Fifty million US dollars." I shook my head and smiled, "Mr. Barron, give me another condition. You know, 50 million US dollars is equivalent to more than 300 million US dollars in China. I don't have that much money."

"My other condition." Barron muttered,

"Yes." I sighed and said, "If it's just for money, you won't bother me to watch any bullfight before you participate in person... Ha ha, this is nothing more than your test to me, right? Well, in your status, you shouldn't care about money, so you have other plans for me."

"Haha." Barron burst out laughing,

"What, I'm not right." I asked,

"It's only ninety-nine percent." Giardno smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, European countries are different from Chinese service... Well, in your service, a small official may splunder tens of millions or hundreds of millions of money a year, but we in Europe... This situation can't be said to be no, but it is very rare."

"Oh."

"Let's talk about my uncle... Although he is a congressman, his annual salary is only more than a hundred thousand dollars. If it weren't for the too little funds of the bullfighting organization, I wouldn't have left those five bulls." Jardeno said with a smile,

"Then I'm ashamed." Wherever, honest officials should be respected. I joked, "Inadvertently, I killed Mr. Barron's half a year's salary."

"Haha, Mr. Mo, you are very interesting." Barron waved his hand generously and said, "At the beginning, when I set up a bullfighting organization, I just wanted to get a private bullring. It didn't cost much. Later, with the operation of Giardno, we gradually got a scale. Because most of these people are bullfighting enthusiasts, although our strength is not very strong, we collect Tickets and banquets made a lot of gold coins.

"However, with the continuous development of the game, the gold coins began to depreciate sharply. The income of bullfighting and banquets alone is not even enough to support the normal operation of the bullfighting organization." Barron sighed heavily: "If it hadn't been for the love for the country, I'm afraid many Spanish soldiers would have defected to other organizations."

"It seems that Mr. Barron is really short of money." It's easy to fight the country, but it's difficult to defend the country, especially for organizations without pillar industries. It's really difficult to get along.

"Yes." Barron nodded and said, "So I said that as long as Mr. Mo can take out 50 million US dollars, we are willing to be mercenaries once."

"You look up to me. I don't have that much money." I laughed and said, "I have basically understood your situation now. You don't have to go around the bush. Just talk about what you want to do before you are willing to send troops."

"If you really can't afford 50 million, then we have to have in-depth cooperation." Barron's old plan: "Mr. Yu Wang, with the ability of my congressman, it's not too difficult to investigate your origin, so don't be surprised."

"Say it." I sighed,

"In the past, you were an ordinary worker who had nothing, but you built a city with one hand. In just a few months after failure, you made hundreds of millions of dollars... In my opinion, this is a miracle." Barron is very serious,

"I think so too." I'm not modest this time,

"Our bullfighting organization can send troops to serve. If we win, and we earn more than 50 million US dollars, then I don't need you to do anything for us, but once we fail, we need to borrow a few of you." Barron looked at me and said, "You are a [Qinxin Sword Gallbladder], [Mandala] and [a wisp of dust] in the Chinese service."

Listening to Barron's countless names, I opened my eyes wide, and finally said with a wry smile, "It seems that Mr. Barron knows a lot about the situation of the Chinese server... Well, it's just that I don't quite understand what you let us do. It's not always to quit the Chinese server and join the bullfighting group. Let's weave it."