Chapter 155 Filial Piety of Zero

Countless hot eyes in the watching area shone on Zhang Mu, who had just come out. Zhang Mu suddenly felt awe-in-minded, and he also knew that he had gone a little overdoed. How can players at this stage have the advanced skills to control 6 heroes? It would be really strange to have such a technology that is not regarded as a monster by players.

'Pla~'

The glass door on the other side was pushed open. Twelve irons came to Zhang Mu with a blue face, took out the gambling money from his pocket and handed it back to Zhang Mu: "I, I lost."

He stuffed the money back into his pocket. Zhang Mu meditated, but he didn't pay attention to him anymore. Instead, he walked over with a smile, picked up the fat man in one hand and Deng Jie in the other, and said slowly, "Let's go home."

At this time, the hero hegemony players watching the battle applauded one after another, and the previous hostility and contempt disappeared. They enjoyed a wonderful performance beyond imagination. Zhang Mu's shock was so great that it turned out that the 'hero hegemony' could also play to this extent! It's a super enjoyment of visual nerves! The applause came from the heart!

Looking at the backs of the five people who were far away, Twelve frowned deeply. When he saw the replayed picture on the screen, Zhang Mu controlled the super work of the six heroes at the same time, he clenched his fists and his face turned into pig liver.

What does it feel like? Shame? Are you ashamed? Anger? Shocked?

Twelve can't understand it himself. At this time, the young man who is familiar with him smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's just that you have lost once. Practice more. You will definitely win back next time!" Twelve brothers, don't give up."

Twelve said to himself, "It's true... there are people outside... there is a day outside... His strength is so strong... If I can learn from him..." Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he rushed out of the crowd to chase Zhang Mu and his group.

**** Zhang Mu, who walked out of the Internet cafe, was submerged in the flow of people. Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Hey, don't look at me like this, okay? I've really practiced it."

"But I've never seen you play... Brother, you're so amazing that I don't know what language to use to describe you, mother!" The fat man was nagging about something.

Zhang Muqian said for a moment: "With my little skill, I can bully and bully fakes. When I meet a real master, I will be abused miserably! Therefore, don't engage in blind worship. Our main direction should be on 'hero invincible'. While speaking, Zhang Mu maliciously thought, "Of course, that means that a year later, no one can surpass me at this stage... The masters are still in their infancy, hehe."

"Wait, wait! Wait a minute!" There was a shout of twelve in the distance. Zhang Mu stopped with a strange face and looked at the impostor running in his direction. When Twelve came to him, Zhang Mu wondered, "What do you want to do?"

Twelve put his hands on his thighs, gasped, and said for a moment, "I, I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask, master, can you teach me to play 'Hero Hegemony'?"

"Sorry, I'm busy every day and I don't have time." Zhang Mu shook his head. He was telling the truth. He devoted all his energy to online games. How could he have time to teach people? The main thing is that he doesn't have much affection for fakes, and it's interesting enough not to expose his true face on the spot.

"You, you know that I have participated in the national honor and won the competition. You teach me how to play hegemony... How about I teach you how to play online games?" At this time, Twelfth straightened up and breathed a little more smoothly, but what he said was still boastful, and the planes and trains ran around.

"That's enough for you! You lied to others. Did you lie to us? The night romance said fiercely, "Amu is the real twelve-winged angel!" You fake, you are still lying! Amu, let's go and ignore him!"

"What? What! Are you a twelve-winged angel? It's impossible!" Twelve was a little crazy. He was stunned for a long time. Seeing the five people walking away again, he hurriedly caught up with them.

"Are you really a twelve-winged angel?"

Zhang Mu frowned more and more tightly. Why did this man look like a dog skin plaster?

He stopped and said, "So what?"

Twelve panicked and quickly waved his hand and said, "I don't mean anything else! You are my idol! I've watched the video of the finals more than a hundred times. Brother Twelve Wings, sign it for me!" With that, Twelve took out the prepared pen in his pocket.

Zhang Mu looked at him with a smile and said angrily, "Don't get close. You pretended to be me and haven't settled with you yet."

"I beg for the right of interpretation!" Twelve shouted loudly.)

This loud howling voice made Zhang Mu have a headache.

"All right, you continue to make up. If it's not wonderful, we won't pay for it! Oh, no, even if it's wonderful, we won't give it!" Long Gen hummed and picked up his arm.

The original name of 'Twelve' is Wu Ling. He is a jobless wanderer. From the beginning of junior high school, he likes to play strategic games. His skills are not very high, but he has been wandering in the middle and upper reaches. Since 'Heroes' appeared in people's lives like airborne, he has been crazy about this game. Just a few days ago, he learned that a player named "Twelve-winged Angels" had won the championship, so he had the idea of winning gambling money against people with fake titles. He was also a crooked fight. With some good skills and thick and black face, he cheated the players around him until Zhang Mu appeared. This was his first defeat.

"You said so, or are you pretending to be my name to cheat money? Why should I forgive you? Also, why should I teach you?

When they spoke, everyone had already walked out of the downtown area.

"Your name is Amu? Can I call you that?" Wu Ling shamelessly followed behind everyone's buttocks. He had a kind of surname that he would never give up!

"Whatever."

"I am from a single-parent family, and my mother is 48 years old."

"What on earth are you trying to say?" This sentence caught Zhang Mu's weakness, and Zhang Mu's face was a little uncertain.

Wu Ling said slowly, "She is now a sanitation worker. She has to go out to clean the road at 5 o'clock every morning. Over the years, my mother has had tuberculosis... I don't want my mother to live such a life. In order to lighten her burden, I went out to find a job! But I only have a junior high school diploma, and now I even have to graduate from high school to go to a restaurant to wash dishes. What else can people like me do besides playing games? I heard that there will be a hero competition soon... I want to win this bonus... I want her to live a good life..."

Zhang Mu's cheeks trembled violently, and this sentence pierced his heart like a thorn.

"What you said is true?"

"If you don't believe it, I can take you to see it. My house is not far from here." Wu Ling's eyes were full of sincerity.

He is by no means a liar!

"Please, Amu, teach me. I believe I can learn quickly!"

Zhang Mu's mouth **, his tone suddenly eased a lot. He took Wu Ling's pen and left his mobile phone number in the palm of his hand. He said solemnly, "For the sake of your filial piety, I can teach you, but it's not that simple to become a master of heroism. It needs a very boring period. Training process. Remember, I only give you 10 days, 1 dozen 8 200% difficulty alliance computers, big map! You can win any game, even if you have this talent. Call me then, and I will teach you how to train systematically, but if you can't, don't waste our time. You'd better find a stable job.

"Really!?" Wu Ling was overjoyed.

"Never refuse to promise!" What Zhang Mu said was decisive.

"Good, Amu! I will definitely win! At that time, you must teach me!"

"Yes."

"Haha, haha! OK! I will try my best!"

Watching Wu Ling leave, Zhang Mu's mood recovered a little. He smiled and stretched out his arms and roared, "Let's go home. We have to practice crazily in the strategic map. Hurry up and rush the hero to level 10 strategy!"

"I really don't understand why you teach this fake." The fat man shook his head.

"Because he has filial piety, besides, there are many bonuses for the hero hegemony project, and we don't have the time and energy to participate. If he is really talented, it's okay to teach him. Let him participate in the competition instead of us..." Zhang Mu smiled: "One person plays eight league computers, but it's not that simple. The single-alone version of the hero hegemony is completely different..."

(to be continued)