Chapter 459 Fire God and Peacock

The boss of Yan Temple and Peacock Hall is very young, only 25 years old until this year. Although they are young, they are frighteningly old on the Internet. They have been in various online games for more than 10 years. They are super senior ashes players. From the earliest legends and the Stone Age, they have been invincible to today's heroes.

A good reputation has created excellent conditions for them to recruit in this game. Many game players, even if they have not worked with them, have heard of their names - Yanshen and Peacocks. These two guys are not separated from Meng, and Meng is not separated from Jiao, and the relationship between them is even more intimate than that of their own brothers.

"Xiaoyan... Let's do this, is it really good?" Since he agreed to the emperor's invitation, there has been a sense of guilt lingering in his heart, like a thousand pounds of stone, which made him a little breathless.

Yan Shen frowned and said, "You didn't regret it until now, did you? The army of Chinatown has come to the frozen side, and we have to shoot arrows on the string.

The peacock said with a sad face, "In the past, Brother Gun was good to our brothers... Let's do this now. Isn't it ungrateful..."

"Bullshit!" Yan Shen suddenly scolded and said angrily, "That was ten years ago! When did he treat us as human now? It's like we were still middle school students ten years ago. Do you remember his face when he first entered the seventh-level map?

The peacock was speechless for a while. Yan Shen was right. If he occasionally scolded primary and secondary school students, it didn't matter. After all, my mind had not grown up at that time, and I didn't know what self-esteem was. But seeing that I am almost 26 years old, I am still being shouted like a dog. This feeling is really more uncomfortable than death.

"Peacock, anyway, I must fight against him. If you are willing to fight against the old gun with me, that's the best, but if you don't want to, I won't force it. We are still brothers." Yan Shen's words were so decisive that there was no room for the peacock to discuss. He had already hated the old gun in the temple, the old man who relied on the old.

"Alas, I'm afraid of being told to eat inside and outside..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm the one who stepped down! Fuck, be scolded if you are scolded. What's the big deal? Are we scolded less by old guns? Just as Yan Shen was scratching, the old gun entered the channel and said with a smile, "Damn it, what are the little rabbits talking about?"

"Damn it, old... old gun brother, you're here..." Yan Shen was stunned, and he was so scared that he just spit out the word 'rely' from his mouth.

The old gun's face suddenly turned gloomy: "Who the fuck do you rely on?"

"That... Brother Gun, Xiaoyan doesn't mean that, it's just a mantra..." The peacock hurriedly hit the round. Although Yan Shen's lungs were about to explode, he apologized repeatedly: "Brother Gun, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm relying on myself..."

"Fuck, it's almost the same. You can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense." The old gun scolded a few words, remembered the business, and said, "The Chinatown will come to attack the frozen temple tomorrow morning. You can send some people over."

"Tomorrow morning? Hey? Yes? Why don't I know about this?" Yan Mo pretended to be stupid.

The old man laughed and scolded, "Thank you, you are still a president. Are you aggrieved? Well, no more nonsense. Each of you brings 2,000 people to reinforce. Remember that it's tomorrow morning. The tone of the speech is completely a copy of the Yanmo just now, and there is no room for discussion.

Seeing a silence in the channel, the old gun frowned and shouted, "I'm talking to you, I heard a squeak!" Don't pretend to be dumb!"

"Yes, yes, I know! Brother Gun, Peacock and I will definitely arrive tomorrow morning! Ha ha ha..."

The stiff laughter did not arouse the suspicion of the old gun. He scolded and left his backyard - the voice channel of Yanmo Hall and Peacock Hall.

"What are you still afraid of now?" Yan Mo was extremely angry, but became very calm, but the tone of his voice was very gloomy, cold to people's bones.

The peacock deeply exhaled the resentment accumulated in his abdomen for many years and said with a faint smile, "There is nothing to worry about. Tomorrow morning, let the old gun, the bastard die without a burial place!"

"Haha! Damn, this is a good brother!" The demon laughed and scolded.

**** Osaka Wolf Guild.

"China City has divided troops to attack the frozen temple, which is the best opportunity we have been waiting for for a long time. According to the information transmitted by the boss of the frozen temple, the number of people left in China City is about 6,000, all of whom are players below the middle level, and the troops hoarded by their guilds are only 4 million. Gather all the members of our Osaka Wolf, and you can definitely put them in one pot!" Xiao Chuanxiong said in a low voice, "I want to ask you what you mean, Jujun, what do you think?"

The former KO president's 'Ju' was cold at this time. He said casually, "Anyway, you are the president now. I will do whatever you want me to fight. I don't have any opinions."

"Hahahaha! I just like what you look like now! Oedient, hahahaha! Ye Fengjun, do you have any questions about being the commander of the 1st Regiment? I heard that you have been defeated by the Twelve Wings Angel several times in a row. This is a good opportunity for you to be ashamed.

Ikeda Ichino Feng (the former top main force of the KO Guild and the current leader of the 1st Regiment of the Osaka Wolf Guild): "You're wrong, President Xiong. I have never lost to the Twelve-winged Angels. I have never fought uncertain battles. It's only my unfading subordinates who lost. Don't compare me with them. "

"Ha, ha ha! Hahahaha!" Xiao Chuanxiong laughed loudly and said, "Okay, that's good. So you agreed! Ye Fengjun, don't let me down.

Ye Feng's mouth was slightly **. He didn't say anything, but he said in his heart: 'To be fair, since he was incorporated into the Wolf of Osaka, Xiaochuan has treated himself and President Chrysanthemum very well. He has always been regarded as a guest of honor. Should he serve him?'

Seeing that no one objected, Xiao Chuanxiong said loudly, "Let the members gather, Ye Fengjun, the commander of the 1st Regiment! Jujun, the commander of the 2nd regiment, the commander of the 3rd regiment is my own, and the commander of the 4th regiment is..."

Since the collection of KO, the strength of the Osaka Wolf Guild has soared, and there is a momentum of being on an equal footing with the second guild in Japan. Although it is not as good as the number of the first two ace guilds, it has also expanded from the first three regiments to today's five main corps, but the number of combatants has reached 12,000! There are 4 to 5,000 more people than the current Chinatown!

"The president of the frozen temple made it clear in the letter that they are 90% sure to destroy the offensive forces of Chinatown. If that's the case, at this time of tomorrow, Chinatown will no longer exist, and the wolf of Osaka will definitely unify 'E District Enlos'... Hey hey hey hey hey..." Xiaochuan Xiong laughed a lot.

"President, what about the frozen temple of the Alliance Guild?"

"After the demise of Chinatown, the next target of attack is them. They must think so, right?" Xiao Chuanxiong put away his smile and said, "You should remember that there are no eternal allies, only eternal interests."

"Yes!"

(to be continued)