The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

Pu Yiyang had goosebumps all over his neck, laughed dryly, and clapped his hands: "Good work, Boss Xiang."

Xiang Hong responded with a cold snort to his dog-legged cheers, took the cloth towel handed over by his subordinates, wiped his hands, walked to the only chair in the room, and sat down with his legs crossed.

A hand pressed Pu Yiyang's shoulder from behind and pushed him forward.

Pu Yiyang staggered a small step and stood still in front of Xiang Hong.

He thought for half a second, put on a confused expression, and asked, "I don't know what to do to find Mr. Xiang?"

That being said, he is not really a stunned young man. The situation in front of him is clearly a Hongmen banquet, so they will not come to him to discuss research plans.There were at least seven or eight black-clothed men around the room, and each was more powerful and majestic than the other. Especially Xiang Hong was followed by two, one was a gentle young man who read his resume during the day, and the other was the man who threatened him in the bar the day before yesterday, "You dead" brother.

The man was half a head taller than the others, and he was as strong as a wall. He was twisting his thick black eyebrows at the moment, and Oki Pu Yiyang clenched his fists as big as volleyballs.

Pu Yiyang weighed his body, and felt that if he was really beaten, he would inevitably suffer a concussion, at least a few bones would have to be broken.

That hurts.

In front of Xiang Hong, his body trembled quite frankly.

Everyone was a gangster, seeing Pu Yiyang's reaction, burst into laughter.

Even Xiang Hong's expression became more and more disgusted when he saw him, and a thin line appeared on the bridge of his nose, as if his piece of trash had been transferred from the trash can to the stinky sewer.

"What exactly does Ding Miaomiao like about you?" He asked in a bad tone.

Pu Yiyang looked at him, and thought inappropriately in his heart, it turns out that good-looking people are still good-looking even if they look at them with their nostrils.

Seeing him in a daze, he yelled at the tall man behind Xiang Hong: "Hey brat, the boss is asking you something!"

Pu Yiyang came back to his senses, shrunk his neck and slumped his shoulders, thinking: "I really don't know. You see, I just look like this. It's not as good as facing the wind to the general Yushu, but also to the general manager. Why don't you kill President Xiang Guojue, compared to President Xiang, I'm nothing, I'm just a passerby, a bottle of soy sauce that no one wants to kick on the road..."

With great sincerity, he poured out the words of praise from childhood to university, without even taking a breath, and blew up Xiang Hong so much that even the paralyzed gentle man behind Xiang Hong was astonished. I was taken aback.

The tall man muttered inexplicably: "Boss, why does this kid sound more like a competent little brother than me?"

There was a bulging vein on Xiang Hong's forehead: "Shut up."

Pu Yiyang blinked his eyes and showed a silly smile, stretched his neck forward an inch, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Xiang, do you want me to continue?"

Xiang Hong stared at him, the disgust in his eyes still hadn't faded, but he was a little more probing.

As soon as Pu Yiyang's gaze touched those eyes, he knew something was wrong.

This man's arrogance is almost crushed and stuffed into the bones, and a few good words in his ears can't make him float away and get carried away.He still remembered the provocations in the conference room. The contrast in Pu Yiyang's attitude before and after did not play a mitigating effect, but aroused his vigilance.

This is careless.

Sure enough, he sent a message to the boss: "Pu Yiyang, do you think you can coax me to give up Ding Miaomiao by saying these things?"

The implication is, do you think I'm a fool?

Pu Yiyang clearly saw the anger accumulating on that pretty face, he screamed in his heart, and said falteringly: "Mr. Xiang, then...then what do you think should be done?"

This is his truth.

He really wanted to know how Xiang Hong wanted to deal with his "rival in love".

Beat him up?He has just calculated quickly, there are ten people in the room including Xiang Hong, and the bar outside is undoubtedly Xiang Hong's site, the reality is not a game, he doesn't have the strength to make one ten or even a hundred, so the best strategy It is to be beaten next to each other, and then find a way to escape.

Being in Hardware Street, even the police would not easily set foot there. He sincerely hoped that Xiao Xiang would only think of beating him to vent his anger. If he really wanted to kill him, then he would have no chance. He believed that Xiang Hong had a Hundreds of ways to make him disappear completely.

Or... Mr. Xiang isn't that bad after all?

After all, he is also the boss of FREE. Will he take out a blank check like in old-fashioned TV dramas, and ask Pu Yiyang to get out of the way and get between him and Ding Miaomiao?

"Hey," Xiang Hong called him viciously, as if he was very dissatisfied with his distraction again, he reached out and grabbed Pu Yiyang's sweater collar, pulling him to bow his head, "I want you, compare me Compare."

Pu Yiyang's mind froze for a moment, looking at the magnified black eyes in front of him, he asked stupidly, "Bi, what is the comparison?"

Xiang Hong: "Anything is fine."

Pu Yiyang still doesn't know why.

"No matter what the competition is, as long as you beat me, I won't go to Ding Miaomiao again." Xiang Hong grinned, "If you lose..."

He didn't finish.

The tall man behind him took a step forward, and there was a shadow over Pu Yiyang's forehead.

Pu Yiyang suddenly felt pressure like a mountain: "I..."

Xiang Hong suddenly raised his hand.

Since just now, he has been playing with something in one hand. Pu Yiyang didn't pay attention when he was standing far away, but when he looked closely, his face and back were frozen into a mallet.

It was a vintage revolver.

"I'll give you ten seconds. If you can't think of anything to compare, then let's compare this." Xiang Hong's tone was so calm that there was a terrifying coolness. "You know how to use it? A bullet, you and I take turns." until someone can no longer hold a gun."

With a sneer, he took the gun and gestured at Pu Yiyang's forehead.

Pu Yiyang seemed to see that his head was like a big watermelon, and it exploded into a big piece with a single shot.

Beside the two of them, the tall one was happily helping the boss count down: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

"Compare me to me!" Pu Yiyang hurriedly stopped, "I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-Compare-That!"

He meant the outside of the box.

Xiang Hong didn't ask what it was right away, stood up, put the gun in his pocket, took off his vest, tilted his head at Pu Yiyang, and asked him to lead the way.

Pu Yiyang saw in the other party's eyes the pride of being sure of winning, and suddenly understood.

This man...he just wants to win, no matter how he uses it, he wants to prove that Pu Yiyang is not as good as him, and he is not as good as him in everything.

That's why Pu Yiyang was allowed to make the choice.

To what extent is this pride?

While slandering, Pu Yiyang helplessly took Xiang Hong to a corner of the bar lobby.

Xiang Hong was silent for a few seconds, then raised an eyebrow: "What is this?"

Pu Yiyang: "Uh... game console."

This kind of arcade machine was popular 30 or [-] years ago. It is said that there were many game halls opened in Hardware Street at that time, and they were overcrowded from morning till night, filled with similar machines.Later, all kinds of home consoles began to become popular, and now it is justifiable to connect brain-computer games to games. It seems that few people still play arcade machines.

But Pu Yiyang was not among them.

Many years ago, by chance, he spent a lot of time playing arcade machines.

When he just walked into the bar, he accidentally swept this machine in the corner.Perhaps it is because the location of this bar used to belong to a game hall, and such an arcade machine was accidentally left behind, and it was preserved as a souvenir from the last century. of its time.

Judging from Xiang Hong's reaction, it should be his first contact with an arcade.

It's just that he didn't want to admit it, until Pu Yiyang stepped forward and grabbed one handle, he kept his lips tightly pressed and said nothing.

"Boss, isn't this kid a scam? Aren't game consoles the kind that can be worn on the head and played while lying on the bed?" The big tall one is much more straightforward than Xiang Hong, and he can say whatever comes to his mind.

The gentle man seemed more calm and knowledgeable in comparison, and whispered a few words to Xiang Hong.

Xiang Hong's expression was not very good, he glanced at Pu Yiyang, but he still walked up and stood in front of the control panel on the other side.

"Ah Chun, go and call Sister Rong." He frowned and said, "Isn't it just a game?"

What he didn't expect was that when he came to the game console, he and Pu Yiyang were switching from home to away.

There are not many games installed in this machine, so Pu Yiyang randomly picked a fighting game, entered it, and chose a character.

He brushed off the dust on the buttons, grasped the joystick with five fingers, and gently closed it tentatively.

Memories of ten years ago suddenly floated up.

The hot blood burst out from the fingertips almost at that moment, and flowed to every corner of his body. Every muscle in his body seemed to be preparing for this duel that took place on the screen.

There is no suspense in this match.

The big letters KO popped up on the screen, and the character on the other side who barely moved a few times lay down on the ground, silently and clearly declaring the victory of a certain side.

The winner is Pu Yiyang.

Xiang Hong's expression seemed to be frozen, Pu Yiyang didn't dare to look up at him, but there seemed to be a faint grinding of teeth.

After a long time, he heard Xiang Hong say two words: "Come again."

It was another one-sided beating, too fast for Pu Yiyang to think about how to make the scene less ugly.

When the word KO appeared again, Xiang Hong didn't move his hand from the control panel.

The two entered the next round of the game.

Competing game after game, the number of victories on the side of the villain representing Pu Yiyang's character on the screen skyrocketed, while the other side kept getting down again and again.

It's just that Pu Yiyang can feel that the man is making progress.

Compared with the instant kill in the first set, the subsequent bouts were gradually lengthening, and he could already feel the resistance from his opponent.Even though he still couldn't use his skills as smoothly as he did, and found the best attack and block rhythm, that person was no longer fighting randomly.

The guy was improving, and with incredible speed, and by the seventh set he was hitting a whole bunch of nice combos.

It's a pity that it still failed to pose much threat to Pu Yiyang's blood volume.

I don't know how many games were played, but the man was still glued to the control panel, unwilling to leave.

"Ayang," a hand with wine-red fingertips rested on Xianghong's shoulder, and a woman named Sister Rong leaned over at some point, smiling and sighing at the young man's tense neck, "You Already lost."

With a crisp "click", the rocker on that side was snapped off.

Pu Yiyang took a step back silently, his mouth was so dry that it was difficult for him to even move his tongue, as if the water all over his body had poured into his palms.The hot palm was dripping with sweat, he sneaked behind his back and wiped it on the hem of his clothes.

He played this game countless times back then, and he had no opponents in the whole street.

And that person was able to fight from a novice who couldn't even move to making him dare not relax in just half an hour.

He vaguely understood why this man was so proud.

That guy is an out-and-out genius, with a willpower far beyond ordinary people, and an even more astonishing desire to win.

All in all, he really got into trouble beyond imagination.

"That..." Stretching his neck and retracting his neck was also a stab, Pu Yiyang simply went all out, "Mr. Xiang, does our agreement still count?"

Too courageous.

All Xiang Hong's younger brothers, including Sister Rong, looked at Pu Yiyang differently.

Xiang Hong was staring at the screen in front of him with his head down, as if after staring at it for a while, the characters in it would come back to life and jump out to give Pu Yiyang a roundabout kick. At this time, Pu Yiyang opened his mouth, and the people rushed to the ground. Just move.

The cold muzzle directly hit Pu Yiyang's forehead.

Xiang Hong's movements were so fast that no one else could see how he drew his gun, let alone stop him.

Pu Yiyang didn't back down.Not only did he not retreat, he seemed to have changed miraculously, his legs were no longer bent, his back was no longer bent, his whole body seemed to be straightened, and he met Xiang Hong's eyes.

There was no expression on his face, neither dogleg nor fear, looking at another person with a gloomy face through the lens.

A few seconds later, Pu Yiyang said again: "Some things cannot be forced."

The barrel moved away.

Xiang Hong pulled the corner of his mouth and spit out two words: "Get lost."