Chapter 317 Hooligans Joining

"Hey, don't come to my wife as soon as you come, okay?" Zhang Mu leaned on the chair with a smile.

"Hey hey, Amu, I'm back to China, and now I'm in Guangzhou. I still remember that I told you to leave a place for me in the studio..." The hooligan leader laughed wildly.

"Is your brother well? Also, are you in Guangzhou? Why don't you let me know in advance when you come so that I can pick you up.

"I left my little brother in my hometown to recuperate. I originally wanted to come to work, but when I thought of you in Guangzhou, I called you to ask. If it's really inconvenient, it doesn't matter. I won't blame you..."

"Well, tell me the address. I'll ask the fat man to pick you up."

"Why is it me again?" The fat man's eyes turned and he was depressed.

The impression left by the rogue leader on Zhang Mu is quite very good. His surname is straightforward. Although the contact time is not long, he can be regarded as a close friend. I just don't know if this guy's heroes are invincible in foreign countries... After copying the address, Zhang Mu launched thousands of reluctant fat people. The door said with a smile, "The rogue leader is coming to join the group."

"Haha, that super angry young man..." Everyone has a good feeling about the rogue boss. Anyway, he is much better than Wu Ling.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Zhang Mu refocused his attention on the strategic map. After Chinatown occupied the KO guild, more than 400 troops of the Anglo-American alliance that were about to attack the door began to return the same way. God knows what they had wasted so much time to do.

There is a polarization in the voice channel. 72% of the members who participated in the war cheered for this victory, while the remaining 28% of the players who could not participate in the war for various reasons began to feel sorry for themselves. If they had known that the guild war was so profitable, they would have come to participate even if their legs were broken.

"Oh, strategic treasures... If you win more battles, a set of strategic treasures will come out... I'm really a fucking pig!" Some players who are afraid of losing soldiers and find a reason not to participate in the guild war are angry with beating their chests and feet.

The acquisition of strategic treasures and resources is only a small part, and the most valuable is the contribution of the guild. The contribution of the guild is not evenly distributed, but according to the number of enemies killed by the player, the more you kill, the more you get.

After resurrecting his troops, Zhang Mu opened the list of contributions. He ranked first with 870, and the second place was the original 750. Except for these people who had 500 contributions at the beginning, as long as there was no 'drawing' in the battle, almost all of them got 100~200. The degree of contribution.

"The guild war is really fun. Twelve, when will you take us to destroy the Anglo-American Alliance..." The emperor held his arm and said happily.

Zhang Mu shook his head: "Well, at least we have to wait for them to build the guild city, right? Moreover, you can't fight guild battles every day, which consumes too much. It's almost enough to play three or four times a month, and the guild needs a lot of time to develop. Starting from tomorrow, we will hoard grain and soldiers and assist bandits in building branches. The guild is people-oriented. Only when the town level and strength of the members come up will the guild become stronger.

"Uh-huh!!"

"Yes! We have occupied the Japanese guilds, so don't these people have no guilds? Deng Jie asked.

"How can it be? The guild has been forced to move away. They should be migrated to the first-order map now, right? God knows..."

After the war, everything calmed down. The video about the battle between Chinatown and KO was posted on the Internet for the first time, and the click rate quickly exceeded 5 million.

The door opened, and the hooligan who came in with a big bag said with a smile on his face, "Amu, buddy, I miss you so much!"

"Haha! Rogue!" Zhang Mu went up, and the two men hugged each other heavily and patted the rogue leader on the shoulder. Zhang Mu smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for months. You seem to be getting thinner and thinner."

The hooligan leader threw his luggage aside casually: "Don't talk about it, you've gained 5 pounds! - Sister, don't say a word when you see the eldest brother!"

"Yes! Hello, big brother!" Deng Jie bowed and shouted with a smile on her face.

"Are they...?" The rogue leader pointed to Wu Ling and Qin Xiaoke.

"Well, I'll say it at the dinner table later. Haven't you eaten yet? Let's go to the restaurant and wash the dust for you!"

"Uh-huh!"

**** This is a Sichuan restaurant not far from the studio.

Sitting in the private room, Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Qi, I know you are busy, so I didn't look for you in the game. How are you doing now?"

Liang Qi, the real name of the rogue leader.

Liang Qi grinned, swallowed the meat slices on the plate and the beer in the glass, and cursed, "Don't talk to me. You, a busy person, don't have time to find me, right? I'm mixed in the 6th-level map. It's sloppy. Anyway, I've saved a set of strategic treasures. I'm not good enough than the top.

"How about the military strength?" Zhang Mu smiled gently.

"Sloppy, the combat power is about 100,000." Liang Qi kept pouring beer for himself.

"If you decide to be a professional player in the future, come to my studio with one more person and one more strength." Zhang Mu raised his glass and touched him. The combat strength was 100,000. To be honest, this combat power is not high. It belongs to the upper middle level, which is far worse than Zhang Mu and others.

"I don't have any requirements. There is a tile to cover my head, and there is a bed to sleep. That's enough."

"Why does this sound so familiar..." Wu Ling muttered aside, and Qin Xiaoke gave him a vicious look.

"The studio uses a dividend system. Let me tell you the details..."

"Don't, don't! Those messy things, I feel dizzy when I hear them. Liang Qi waved his hand vigorously and said, "Amu, in a word, if you eat meat, leave me a mouthful of soup, that's enough! It's like we participate in the national honor!"

"Hahaha, then, let's make a final order like this?" Zhang Mu learned Liang Qi's tone and said a Northeast dialect.

"Don't learn from our northeast mouth. It's terrible." Liang Qi shouted with dissatisfaction.

"Hahahahaha!" Everyone is happy.

After having a meal until the night, after returning to the studio, Zhang Mu sent the drawings of 'Crown Corpse Witch King' and 'Zombie puppet king' directly to Liang Qi.

"Do you want to send me these two drawings? Are you sure you want to send me?" Liang Qi rubbed his eyes hard and couldn't believe that there would be someone in the world who was so generous.

"You are the only ghost clan here. Who do you send if you don't?" Zhang Mu held the back of his head and said, "In this way, there are eight people in our studio. It's enough to make copies. There is no need to recruit any core personnel in a short time..."

"It's ten, master, you can't ignore us! Is it the stepmother's birth to play hero hegemony!" Wu Ling protested bitterly.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault! It's my fault!"

(to be continued)