Hatchet line

Chapter 149 The Shaken Tracker

Fortunately, she went out early today and there were not many cars on the road. Even so, she was already 10 minutes late when she arrived at her work.But even so, she was the first person to arrive at the unit.It wasn't until about half an hour after she arrived at the unit that colleagues began to arrive.

And some people didn't arrive until noon, and their manager was one of them.

It snowed all day long.

"Mosquito, did your unit say you want to donate money today?" Shan Shan asked through the communicator.

"It's still donating money, we are about to suffer a disaster." The girl was extremely angry, because she accidentally twisted her foot after getting off the bus at work today, and she always felt a dull pain even after entering the game.

Wen Yu remembered what happened during the day, and couldn't help laughing: "Our manager is late today, and we will be off work when he thinks about it."

"Our boss was also late for work today." Shan Shan and Qiu Qiu quickly expressed their understanding.

"Don't mention the donation, isn't there an earthquake in a certain city in the north today? It's one level bigger than the one in the south." The girl hurriedly interrupted their conversation.

"Yeah, not only our country, I heard that there was a tsunami in the United States this afternoon." Cheng Ye also spoke up.

Qiuqiu said: "This time it's very lively, and I don't know which end to rescue first."

"Forget about this, it's bedtime now, what we have to do is to play games first, otherwise what if we suddenly have an earthquake? So we have to relax before we die." The girl's crooked idea came out again .

Since Wen Yu didn't have to go to hell again, the daily newspapers brought by the owls were thrown in front of her like snowflakes. At this time, she was sitting on the back of the black eagle, chatting with those guys and watching Looking at the news accumulated in the newspapers in the past few days.In addition, there was that tireless little bird... This little guy actually stayed outside the storm for four or five real days, and it wasn't until Wen Yu left Stormwind that he threw the small bag in front of Wen Yu.

Looking at its small back, Wen Yu saw it off with sympathetic eyes, and at the same time threw the small bag into the abyss below him again...

A nightmare from unicorns: An adventure team accidentally discovered a unicorn inhabiting the Nopnos forest. When they wanted to hunt, they were concealed by some invisible props to hide their personal information and information. Shaped magician player attacks.While the battle was raging, a group of dozens of unicorns called by the fleeing unicorns unleashed a joint magic.The powerful magic instantly killed all the players in the adventure team.

When the players return to the place again after being resurrected, what awaits them is a new round of attacks.

After the players were resurrected several times, the group of unicorns left as if they were tired of playing with a toy.

The writer of this news kindly reminds all players, if you don’t have self-abuse tendencies, please don’t provoke unicorns, unless you like the feeling of death.

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw the news. He didn't expect this to be said by those people. How could they talk about such a shameful thing?I really don't know how the person who wrote this article got this information.

Thinking of this, she can also understand why those people are so persistent in sending messages trying to find herself. If it were her, she might not be reconciled.

"Mosquito, what are you laughing at?" Several people on the communicator asked because they hadn't turned off the communicator.

"It's nothing, I'm watching the news, the part about unicorns." Wen Yu didn't explain, and planned to save this secret until the meeting with them—or just say nothing at all.

"Oh, you said that, but compared to the hundreds of times you died a few days ago, they are still few." Once the girl got the chance, she decided not to let go of laughing at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu has long been invulnerable and calmly replied: "Thank you for your compliment, I am very grateful for your concern for me."

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National costume, White Tiger City.

After nearly half a month of intensive practice, the snake-like whip and sword in his hand finally became obedient.The man stretches out his hand to make a move, and every time he can definitely hit the expected target.Due to its special shape, this strange long sword makes its moves changeable. Even when it is receiving moves, it can turn to unexpected places along the way. Only when people really confront it will they understand. What a terrifying power this kind of unexpectedness has.

"Ah... I can finally leave this ghostly place." The man scratched his scalp. He spent half a month in the training hall every day, making him almost forget that what he was in was a game.Fortunately, the hard work was not in vain. In this undisturbed situation, the internal strength he got from the hidden map was also very well exercised.All that is needed now is to strengthen actual combat practice.

However, apart from the reason of staying here for too long, his money... was almost eaten by this training hall, and it would be nice not to leave here and wait for the day when he was kicked out of the gym because he had no money to pay the bill Slightly.

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European server:
"Hey boss, what's going on these days? Why hasn't your pet come back after so many days?"

Irish Coffee frowned, staring at the blue sky in a daze without saying a word.In order to hunt down the magician who hacked them back then, they even gave up the melee in the European server a few days ago, but his pet hadn't come back since he left a few days ago.It stands to reason that this is simply impossible. There is no place where pets cannot deliver letters, even special places. Does that player have any special props to catch the pet as a messenger?
While thinking wildly, the voice of a team member called him back to his soul.

"Look! Little Nightingale is back!"

That's right, isn't that little, crooked bird in the sky his little nightingale?
Irish Coffee welcomed back his little pet with both hands...

"Boss, it is still flying in the east, should we chase after it?"

"...Let's rest for a few days, I think this player may have some special props or special methods to trap pets..."

Although Irish Coffee didn't want to admit it, his heart was already shaken.Although hatred can make people stubborn, but...he suddenly realized that he was suddenly afraid that after sending out Little Nightingale again, what he received was the news of its death.Although the death of the pet will directly return to the pet space, but...

Looking at the cute little guy who was making fun of him in his hands, his original confidence that he would hold any hatred was suddenly discounted.

(End of this chapter)