Game Tycoon Reborn

As for the other high-ranking fighter, he only knew how to chase after Bashen Aotian, as if he was always a step behind the opponent, obviously only a little bit behind, but he couldn't attack.

"Help me, save me!" The fighter players who had been being assassinated all the time shouted in fright.

It's a pity that no matter how loud he yelled, it wouldn't help. Under Lu Menglin's extremely calm operation, his blood loss had already been counted.

Finally, the soldier behind finally captured the opponent's movement, and a fierce swordsmanship of raging fire hit Bashen Aotian's back fiercely.

"Ha! I hit him! Finally..." Before the extremely excited roar came out, it stopped abruptly.

Because the Tyrannical God Aotian controlled by Lu Menglin also made a move at the same time, a fierce swordsmanship like an angry dragon sailed out to sea, and knocked the warrior who had no blood left to the ground.

The opponent exploded with a bang, and the equipment exploded all over the floor.

A shiny jihad ring lay on the ground, which greatly stimulated the hearts of everyone present.

Blood rushed to the head of the only remaining soldier, and he rushed towards the jihad ring on the ground desperately.

It's a pity that someone was faster than him. Lu Menglin never thought about picking up equipment, he was only here to kill people.

The two stabbing swordsmanship was extremely tricky, and the landing point was just half a step in front of the jihad ring.

Almost instinctively, that poor money-greedy warrior bravely stood in front of Jian Guang.

The two assassination swordsmanship instantly wiped out his blood volume, but even so, he still rushed towards the jihad weapon recklessly.

Ring.

A jihad ring, in the 176 version of the legendary game, represents the status of a high-level player. Even in the large and powerful Heliansheng guild, there are only a dozen or so people who have Chiyue equipment.

However, something heartbreaking happened.

Bashen Aotian made another savage charge, knocking away the warrior whose blood volume had bottomed out, and left that precious jihad ring forever.

"Ah!" Following Tyrant God Aotian making up his sword again, the last soldier also fell to the ground and died, but luckily no valuable equipment was revealed.

In a moment, the group of six was wiped out, and all this was caused by one person, Tyrant God Aotian.

The two cold moon mages not far away were already dumbfounded.

Just now, taking advantage of the opponent's fight, the sorcerer named Leng Yuexue bravely rushed forward, and managed to pick up the necklace of the god of magic.

But this more valuable jihad ring was right in front of her eyes, so she didn't dare to go forward.

Because that Overlord Aotian stayed in place motionless, like a demon god descending into the world, awe-inspiring.

"Thank you! There is still a jihad ring on the ground." Leng Yue Wuhen typed to remind.

She probably was afraid that people would not see it, or that the equipment notification had not been activated at all, so she didn't pick up the equipment that exploded at all.Although this possibility is extremely small, who can say for sure?

"I see. I don't need that." Lu Menglin typed.

This line of text appeared on the public screen, and the two members of the Lengyue Guild were stunned at the same time.

There is such a thing?He killed six, but didn't even pick up the equipment?Is there anything spookier than this?

"The ring on the ground is better than the one on your body." Leng Yue typed without a trace.

"I have better ones, I don't need them. Take them! Goodbye!" After typing this line, Lu Menglin casually clicked on a ticket to return to the city, and flew away from the seventh floor of the Bull Devil.

"He, just left?" Leng Yuexue next to her was stunned and asked in disbelief.

Leng Yue Wuhen was stunned for a while, then typed: "There are everyone in the game. He is probably a very special kind."

"Oh my God! His PK skills are so good! I've never seen anyone so good!" Leng Yuexue said in surprise.

"As long as it's a game, there are people who can play it well. You haven't seen a real game master, and you don't know the distance between people." Leng Yue Wuhen said with a smile.

"Then have you seen it? I don't believe there is anyone more powerful than that guy just now. I used to think that this game has no technical content, but today I finally opened my eyes.

Damn!If only he was a member of our guild!Kill the Quartet!Slash and blast those bad guys! "Leng Yuexue said seriously.

"I...should have seen it before. There is a person, if he also plays this game, he will definitely not lose to the Tyrant God Aotian just now! What a bad name! How stupid!"

The girl in front of the computer screen suddenly missed someone because of the wonderful performance of that soldier just now.

I wonder if he is doing well now?

Don't know if he is still playing games?

I don't know if he still remembers me!

At this moment, Lu Menglin in front of the computer has quit the game for a while, but he is still trying to recall the game screen just now.

He already had a vague feeling that Leng Yue Wuhen, who was wearing a black magic robe, should be the squad leader Su Xuehen.

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Chapter 441

The film crew is shooting in the villa area on the top of Lantau Island.

Half of the movies produced on Hong Kong Island every year choose to shoot here, and the villa area on the top of the hill has also become a must-see for many film crews to shoot shots of wealthy families.

Of course, not just any crew can borrow those big villas, if there are not enough cafes, don't even think about it.

At this moment, Zhu Qiuhong and Zhou Min were in this big mansion, looking at everything in front of them curiously with envious eyes.

They came to visit the set and specially brought fruits and pastries to the crew.

Uncle Zhi was telling everyone a play, when he saw the two girls coming, he quickly stood up with a smile on his face.

When he moved, the entire crew stopped, and everyone looked in the direction of the two.

"Xiao Hong, Xiao Min, you are here. Come, sit, sit down and talk." Uncle Zhi laughed.

Zhou Min hurriedly put the fruits and pastries on the table, and smiled obediently: "This is a little gift from sister Qiuhong and I."

"Thank you, Miss Qiuhong!"

"Thank you, Miss Min!" Everyone in the crew responded with a smile.

Some of them may not really thank the two girls, but for the sake of Uncle Zhi's face, Uncle Zhi is polite to them, how dare the others not show face?

"You guys just sit down for a while, I'll finish this part first." Uncle Zhi nodded, motioned for everyone to sit down, and continued to talk about the play.

Surrounded by the crowd, Uncle Zhi looked like a very wise old man. He spoke endlessly, and all the listeners looked at him with eyes full of admiration.

Zhou Min and Zhu Qiuhong stood outside, looking at Uncle Zhi and the others with the same envious eyes.