Hundred times the damage of online games

"Hey, I think one of the men in black looks very familiar." At this moment, one of the players raised his eyebrows.

"Who is it?" Everyone looked at him together.

"Let me think about it." The player lowered his head in thought, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "I remembered, he looks like a person, he is Sun Dasheng!"

"What? The Great Sage Sun in the Divine Pavilion?"

"Improbable, right? When we went in to collect it just now, he was still collecting money."

"No, when we came out, he disappeared. Could it be that it was really him?"

"It doesn't make sense, why did Shenge do this?"

A group of players fell into deep thought again, unable to figure it out.

At this time, Dazhi stood up again, "I think there is only one possibility."

"What is possible?"

"That's because Sun Dasheng may be dissatisfied with the status quo and wants to make some extra money. At the same time, he can take this opportunity to suppress the Tianming Guild. It really kills two birds with one stone and kills two birds with one stone. It's a really good method, and I have to admire it." Dazhi said.

"what?"

Hearing these words, a group of players were all furious.

"No, we have to go to the master of the Shen Pavilion to evaluate the reason. Is there any reason for this?"

"Go, this tone is absolutely unbearable, we must let Shenge punish this person!"

A group of people shouted loudly and walked towards Dongling Town together.

"stop!"

At this time, Dazhi spoke again, "Do you want to die when you go like this? Haven't you seen Chen Yu's dominance?"

"This……"

Thinking of everything about Chen Yu, the group of players stopped eating immediately, and sat there one by one involuntarily.

"What should I do?"

"It's very simple. Since this person named Sun Dasheng is going to do this, then he will continue to do it. Let's gather more victims, and finally, we will appeal to the God of the Poor Ghost. Presumably, the God of the Poor Ghost will punish this person." human!"

……

Hearing these words, the group of players, one by one, kept nodding.

Chapter 118 Persecution? [one more]

Dongling Town.

Shenge mansion.

This is a mansion bought by the poor ghost with Chen Yu's consent, and it is used as a temporary office space for the Shen Pavilion.

It cost more than 2 million gold coins, but it was a mansion.

Inside the Shenge mansion, there are criss-crossed pavilions, covering an area of ​​no less than a thousand acres, which is extremely grand.

Today, tens of thousands of players came outside the Shen Pavilion mansion.

Each of them had an angry look on their faces, kept clamoring, and looked filled with righteous indignation.

"Hand over Sun Dasheng! Give us justice!"

"The god of poor ghosts, Sun Dasheng robbed me of Fire Rock Grass and committed all kinds of crimes, give us justice!"

The voices came and went, getting louder and louder.

"Give me justice!"

"Give me justice!"

The voices of tens of thousands of players were so loud that they shattered the sky.

Farther away, there were tens of thousands of onlookers, who were also whispering and discussing for a while.

"What are they doing? They dare to surround the Shen Pavilion, do they want to die?"

"Don't you know yet? Among these people, many of the fire rock grass collected from the lava lake was snatched away by a person named Sun Dasheng, and this person is the person from the Shen Pavilion."

"No way, the Shen Pavilion did such a nasty thing? While collecting entrance fees, they also snatched the Fire Rock Grass. How shameless is that?"

"To be precise, Sun Dasheng did this, and the people above didn't know about it."

"I see!"

……

The scene became more and more chaotic, and many players who watched the show also joined the ranks of condemnation.

"Squeak..."

At this time, the door of the mansion opened in response.

The poor ghost and Shuiyue walked out quickly.

The face of the poor ghost was icy cold.

His appearance made the surroundings immediately quiet.

He took two steps forward, glanced coldly, "Who is it? Do you want me to give you a fair one?"

As soon as these words came out, all the players couldn't help but bow their heads, not daring to face it squarely.

The momentum of clamoring just now is gone.

Among the crowd, a player named Dazhi winked at a man behind him.

The man immediately walked out of the crowd, came to the poor ghost, and clasped his fists slightly.

"The poor ghost, it's like this..."

"Boom..."

The man didn't finish his sentence, and only saw a flash of light, his body burst open, screaming and turning into light and shadow, rushing towards the sky.

quiet!

very quiet!

This scene directly stunned the players.

This doesn't even give a chance to speak, the mud horse is too strong!

A group of players secretly wiped off their cold sweat, showing signs of fear.

"Answer to the question!"

The poor ghost withdrew his hand, and with a big red name, he looked at the players coldly, "Ask again, who wants justice?"

The players who were robbed all lowered their heads at this moment, showing expressions of remorse.

Those players who got involved were even more regretful.

Okay, why do I have to come to this muddy water?

"I!"

At this time, a player walks out.

She is a woman, good-looking, and looks pitiful.

She stepped forward anxiously, facing the poor ghost, and began to speak.

"what……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was struck by a streak of ice from the moon in the water. Her body instantly froze into an ice cube, burst open, screamed and turned into light and shadow, and went straight to the sky.

"This is the justice you want!"

The voice of the poor ghost is not loud, but full of domineering.

"hiss……"

A group of players only felt the cold air sucking, and their bodies were violently cold.

"Who else wants justice?" The poor ghost said coldly, looking at the players.

quiet!

Deadly still!

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to stand up.

They have nothing but their trembling bodies.

At this moment, they just want to leave this ghost place immediately.

However, being stared at by the poor ghost, no one dared to move.

"It seems that no one wants justice anymore. Since this is the case, I need justice."

"Those who mess with my God Pavilion will receive [-] gold coins each, otherwise, they will die!"

The voice is cold and overbearing!

This sound made all the players tremble in fright.

If you die, you will drop one level.

For their current level, it is very difficult to die.

Even if you spend [-] gold coins, you may not be able to upgrade to one level.

"call……"

There are always those who are not afraid of death, they click to log off immediately, and fly straight into the sky.

"call out……"

At this moment, several golden feathered arrows pierced the sky and went straight towards these players.

"what……"

Their bodies exploded, turned into light and shadow amid screams, and disappeared into the sky.

Everyone squinted their eyes and found that the one who shot was actually a golden armored archer.

"call……"

The north wind howled, and the chill hit the body.

The endless cold air wrapped their bodies, making them icy cold.

Damn it, I forgot about the Golden Armored Archers.

With them here, not to mention the tens of thousands of people, even if they were twice as many, they would not be able to escape.

In front of them, there is no chance to go offline.

Apparently, all you have to do is pay.

"The poor god, I'm sorry, this is 1 gold coins."

Soon, some players paid money to eliminate the disaster and left quickly.

"stop!"

The poor ghost yelled loudly, and the man was so frightened that he immediately stayed where he was, not daring to move.

"No one wants to leave until I say leave!"

Very domineering!

This made the other players tremble. After obediently paying the money, they stood on the other side, not daring to leave.

With [-] million gold coins in hand, the poor ghost felt refreshed inside, but he didn't show it in the slightest on his face.

"In the future, whoever dares to act presumptuously in front of my divine pavilion will be punished tenfold."