Chapter 145 Triumph

The miraculously victory of the Chinese team under the leadership of Zhang Mu not only brought material and spiritual benefits to the Chinese players, but also attracted the blood of the audience from all over the world who watched the game. The four teams of soldiers eliminated several times as many American players. How did he do it? What kind of game is this?

Of course, Zhang Mu doesn't care about this. The details will be explained by Xu Feng and the people in the customer service center.

At this time, the champion team was holding a grand and grand celebration banquet in the restaurant of the hotel. Not only members of the Chinese team, but also members of other countries gathered together. Although they failed to win the championship, they lived happily in Jinghai City, China for ten days. In a word, it was a worthwhile trip.

"You are awesome!" Little William and An Jieer and other American players came one after another. Little William looked at Zhang Mu and said in a half-baked Chinese.

Zhang Mu stood up and shook hands with him with a smile: "Thank you!"

"Next year, we will definitely win the championship next year! At that time, don't stop coming!" Little William also smiled, and he smiled bitterly. In order to compete for the 500,000 US dollars, he ended up losing everything. While lamenting that it was not the right time, he recognized Zhang Mu and the super strength of Chinese players from the bottom of his heart.

"I also hope to see you next year. At that time, we will definitely have another wonderful battle!" Zhang Mu replied with a polite smile.

After shaking hands with the contestants from other countries, Zhang Mu sat in a chair and giggled. Ding Wei was pinching with the bandits. They agreed that who would vomit first today and who would change his name, um, Ding Wei changed **, and the bandits changed to turtles... There were more than 60 people on a table, and the other guild boss, or a group of old guns in the temple. He was a little ashamed and left the scene after taking the bonus. Think about it, if they hadn't made trouble, how could this war have been so embarrassing?

Between the cups, it was suddenly late at night. This group of lucky people were still eating and drinking in the restaurant. Zhang Mu had told his parents about winning the first place. On the phone, he only knew that his parents were quite excited. As for the expression on the second old man's face, it was not difficult for Zhang Mu to guess.

After another day, just as Zhang Mu and his group received the bonus and were ready to take a plane to leave Jinghai, the scene seemed to be a little sad.

"Damn it, master, I won't really see you again next year, will I?" Ding Wei scolded and said, "If you want me to say, you can go back to the Internet cafe with me. Free food and accommodation, we can still play games together all day long!" What a good life the little boy is!"

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Come on, I told you. I want to build a studio. Why don't you come and hang out with me?"

"Hey, hey, isn't that right? The minority obeys the majority. We have to explain the cooking, right, the shooter? Mr. Bao?" Ding Wei shouted laughs.

A few hours ago, Zhang Mu once talked about his idea of building a studio at the hero's hypermarket. Ding Wei couldn't leave because he took care of the Internet cafe and the whole evil guild. On the contrary, Longgen, a boy with inconspicious glasses, promised to enter the 'Twelve' studio. The reason is very simple. He doesn't want to be nagging by his mother from morning to night.

As for the group of the twelve zodiac animals, although they have ideas, they can't make a decision immediately. After all, there are also a group of good brothers behind them. They can't leave them alone, can they?

Chen Long held Zhang Mu's hand tightly and said with a smile, "Twelve, we will give you a reply as soon as we think it over. If you need any help in the game, just talk."

Before Zhang Mu could speak, Wei Yang grinned: "Twelfth Brother, Sister Xiaojie, Sister Ye, we will meet again in the future!"

"Stop it, I'm about to cry." Deng Jie's spirit has not been very good since the morning. Sentiment is her biggest problem. Compared with Deng Jie, the night is much more romantic and normal. She grabbed a large handful of chocolate beans and stuffed them into Weiyang's bag and said with a smile, "Sister sheep, eat when you fly!"

"Haha! Thank you, Sister Ye!" Wei Yang smiled happily.

In the distance, the fat man was holding the black hand to make a true confession... "Oh, my God." A pure northeast cavity came out of the approaching taxi, and everyone immediately looked sideways. There was no need to guess that this man was a rogue leader who had disappeared for two days. He injured the old gun of the temple at the scene of the game, and the police department specially sent someone to investigate this matter. If you don't hide, you will be a ghost. Fortunately, the old gunshot wound is not serious, and he can recover in a month... "Twelve, hurry up and help me pay for the car." The sour smell of the rogue leader can be smelled more than ten meters away.

Deng Jie said in surprise, "Oh, brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you so depressed like this?

The rogue leader strode to the romantic side of the night, grabbed the chocolate in her hand, and poured it into her mouth. While chewing, he said vaguely, "Dam, I'm really pissed off!" That day, I cut off the old gun and was kicked out by the security guard. Then, I may have struggled too much when I ran away, and my wallet was lost. For two days, brothers, I haven't eaten for two days!"

"Haha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha!" Zhang Mu covered his belly and smiled, and everyone was even more amused by his funny words. This Northeaster is really interesting.

"Hey hey hey, hooligan, I'll take you to buy some bread or something?" The dragon root came up.

"It's done! I'm fucking starving. I'm starving." When the rogue leader walked to the airport with Longgen, he turned around and shouted, "Twelve, don't forget my bonus."

"I see. You go to dinner first. I'll pick it up." Zhang Mu looked at the embarrassed and funny appearance of the hooligan leader and shook his head helplessly. He was also a human. Why is the difference between a hooligan and an old gun so big?

I didn't think much about it. More than ten minutes later, Zhang Mu directly proposed 150,000 yuan from the bank and put it into the hooligan's hand. The hooligan leader put it in his arms and counted it. Hey hey, he said happily, "Okay, twelve, it's fast enough. When my brother recovers, I'll join your studio and leave me a mattress. I'm not very particular about eating and drinking. As long as there is wine and meat!"

"Damn it, haha! Do you really think of yourself as a good man of Liangshan? Zhang Mu patted the head of the hooligan on the shoulder, put away his smile, and said solemnly, "Rogue, I hope your brother can recover soon. If you need anything, call me. If you can help, I will definitely help."

"Then give me another 100,000 yuan as pocket money!" The rogue leader also has a straight face.

"I'll kick you to death!" Zhang Mu laughed and scolded.

"Hahahaha! All right, all right!" The rogue leader smiled boldly and said, "Thank you, brother! Finally, this trip was not in vain. I not only knew you, but also made a good sister... Sister, if you dare to bully you, tell me that I will help you cut him!"

Deng Jie took Zhang Mu's arm with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, I know. He is a good man, so he won't bully me! It's you, don't hit people at any time..."

"I know!" The hooligan scratched his head.

"The flight to Guangzhou is about to take off, passengers..." The broadcast sounded.

Zhang Mu looked at the partners around him who had fought side by side with him and waved to them with a smile: "We're leaving. See you next year!"

"Hmm! See you next year!"

**** At the same time, a hospital in Jinghai City - "It hurts, it hurts..." The old gun of the temple was wrapped like a mummy lying sick**.

"Big boss, are you all right?" The backbones of the temple who took the bonus routinely expressed their condolences.

"Look, I'm like this now. Does it seem to be all right? It hurts, it hurts me! I can't open my eyes! Twelve-winged stinky boy and that rogue leader, I will never let them go! Wow! The wound on my forehead is cracked. Call a doctor for me! Hurry up!"

(to be continued)