Chapter 139 Savage Russia and Killing Chickens and Monkeys

Treasures that can increase the output of arms among heroes are collectively referred to as architectural treasures, not equipped in the hero's treasure column like a stand-alone version, but directly inserted into the town.

"Is it equipped with 'God-given feet' for the town?"

"Yes!"

A flash of light flashed, and the copper-colored feet that did not match the town appeared in the middle of the town, which looked a little awkward. But in order to increase the output of sharpshooters, Zhang Mu can't take care of so much. He is now in urgent need of sharpshooters.

The night is as cold as water. On this beautiful night, Zhang Mu and Deng Jie leaned against the head of the bed and carried out a new round of resource search war with their laptops in their arms. It was not until 4 a.m. that the little couples fell asleep. Obviously, the glory of the god of luck never came to anyone this time. Except for a lot of resources, Zhang Mu struggled in the maze for several hours and did not even encounter a hidden arms. However, fortunately, according to the current speed of resources and merits, in another day, the golden bull and Meng steel plate of the sub-city swamp will be upgraded.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day was the morning.

The little couple hurriedly got up for breakfast in the shouts of a group of people. Anyway, you still have to participate in the daily 'Hero Store' activity. The players standing here are basically the strongest players in the nine heroes. Will they have no good treasures on them? No one will believe it. It will be a matter of time to take it out sooner or later. If you miss the auction of the item, it will be a pity.

Although the hero store on the second day was not as famous as the first day, the small strategic treasures appeared on the screen as well. More than 30% of these treasures were taken from their heroes by the defeated Blue Korean players. If you lose, why do you still have the treasure on your body? It's better to sell it at a good price and collect it slowly after returning to China.

Zhang Mu's eyes always stay on strategic treasures, looking for objects that are useful to him. Today's hypermarkets not only auctions, but also add an acquisition system. Most of the acquisitions are hidden architectural drawings or finished treasures, and the prices are not bad, which is 20-40% higher than those sold in the district.

Just as Zhang Mu and Ding Wei stood in front of them and chatted in a low voice, the people led by the old guns of the temple entered the venue.

"Bad boy, the more you look at it, the more unpleasant it is." The old gun of the temple touched his lips. Although his voice was very low, he was still heard by the hooligan. The northeast man's cheeks trembled and his eyes stared fiercely like a bull.

Aware of the strange hooligans, Zhang Mu said harshly, "Old gun, I don't know why you want to target me, but please stop it. You also saw yesterday's game. This is a game that pays attention to teamwork. If you want to win this game, the first thing we need to do is to unite."

"Oh!" The old gun spit contemptuously and smiled repeatedly: "Damn it, were you still in middle school when I established the Temple Guild in the legend? It's fucking weird. When is it your turn to teach me? You don't even have hair on your mouth to be a big brother. Do you deserve it?

Zhang Mu's face darkened and he was about to speak.

"Fuck you! Can you try to say something again? The rogue leader rolled up his sleeves. Since he came to Jinghai City, he was unhappy with the old gun in the temple.

"Old gun, don't go too much!" Ding Wei waved his fist angrily. Damn, dare to say that, little master! Fight with him!

"Heavenly, what's the matter with you here?" The bandits and flames stood up behind the old gun respectively, and the scolding war between the two sides began in full view of the public.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" A series of applause came from the door of the third floor, and hundreds of people in the hall turned their eyes at the same time.

Xu Feng continued to clap his hands with no expression on his face. When he came to the middle of the two sides, he put his hands back into his trousers pockets and said with a rather strange expression, "Swear, beat, why don't you scold? Why don't you beat?" Let players from other countries take a good look at the quality of our Chinese people. Where have you lost the inner self-discipline of the Chinese people? I don't want to know the cause of the matter, but I just want to say that I, Xu Feng, as a real Chinese, are ashamed of you. With a turn of words, Xu Feng pointed to the nose of the old gun of the temple and scolded, "To establish this activity club, it's your mother to let you fight and win glory for the country. It's not for you to engage in internal trouble and make jokes for other countries! If you want to fight, get out and fight! If I find a similar situation again, I will be disqualified from the competition!"

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" I don't know who scolded me in the crowd.

Xu Feng turned around and frowned slightly: "Who asked this? If it's a man, just stand up and say it again.

"I! What's the matter, what do you think of yourself..." It was the backbone of the meeting who participated in the competition with the old gun of the temple, but after a minute, he began to understand that he had kicked a red iron plate.

Xu Feng clapped his hands gently, and more than a dozen security guards rushed in outside. They forcibly dragged the backbone of the temple out of the venue.

"Ai, er, what are you going to do! Let me go! Fuck you..."

When the security team was about to go out, Zhang Mu found that a security guard's right fist seemed to hit the belly of the backbone of the temple. His movements were quite hidden. He should have received professional training. So, is this an illusion or... Zhang Mu didn't dare to think about it, and his back spine was cold.

"Kill the chicken to warn the monkey!"

This idiom appears in the hearts of Chinese players at the same time.

"Come on, there are only 99 of you now." When Xu Feng turned around and left, he smiled at the corners of his mouth.

The old gun of the temple was very angry and regretted his provocative behavior just now, but his mistake had been made, and it was too late to regret. He stared at Zhang Mu fiercely and blamed all his mistakes on this 23-year-old young man. In his world, he was always right and others were always wrong.

Although the two sides are a little less angry on the surface, the internal contradictions are getting stronger and stronger under Xu Feng's forced suppression.

**** The afternoon game begins.

Russia vs Thailand, this is a battle without suspense. The strength of the two sides is too different. Russia is the country with the strongest comprehensive strength among the eight countries. The comprehensive strength of 11 million is 9.6 million compared with Thailand. Under such a disparity of strength, if it can still be overturned by Thailand, Russian players will definitely know it. Hand in hand, jump into the river together.

There is only one thing to see in the whole game, a pleasant slaughter! Under the attack of a large number of orc arms, the soldiers of Thai players were cut down like straw, and there was no room to fight back! Even the commentator was helpless, 'Alas, three minutes of silence for Thai players...'

"A lot of orcs!" Zhang Mu felt a little pain in his head. More than 50% of the masters who came to the competition in Russia were orcs, which were the strongest and the most barbaric race in the early stage.

(to be continued)