The trumpeter who leads the way

"Fuck! Are you crazy?" Benben suddenly sat up from the bed.

When he saw the card-drawing information from the ID of [Maple丨Hanfeng] in the game, his eyes widened in shock...

"What's wrong? I'll give it to you... you, you, don't spend money in revenge! Crazy! Didn't everyone in the group say that we are being targeted this season! Why don't you save your money for the land reclamation next season?" Being so surprised by Benben, Mumu also discovered the card drawing information scrolling on the small TV announcing the whole server. He was so shocked that he started to stutter when he spoke.

Having been in school for such a long time, the few people in the dormitory knew everything about it, but they could roughly judge it based on their daily expenses. Such a terrifying card drawing scrolling speed, at least 1 W after charging. When did my roommate become so rich!

Three minutes have passed!

Five minutes have passed!

Ten minutes have passed!

The general information on the small TV announced in the game is constantly refreshing, but the prefix of the ID remains unchanged...

"This, this, this..." Ben Ben didn't know what to say anymore. He wanted to go over and take a look at Han Feng's card drawing page, but when he saw Han Feng's expressionless face under the light of his mobile phone in the dark night, he didn't go there in the end. .

"It's almost 20,000 at least!" Mumu cautiously asked Benben in the bed next to him.

"I don't know, it feels like 30,000 to 40,000!" Ben Ben shook his head, looking at the game from time to time, and looking at Han Feng sitting on the bed from time to time.

…

Finally, it stopped!

Han Feng watched the game system pop up with the words "The limit has been drawn" and then slowly came to his senses.

He couldn't remember how many five-star cards he had just drawn.

All I know is that at this moment, the number of general cards accumulated in the exclusive general library of the [Haizhu] body has been reduced by half a warehouse, and he has also used a large number of "autonomous card drawing" opportunities, which makes the already high-red trumpet Zi has advanced to the point where he is close to full red number.

At this moment, a pair of hands came out of the darkness and waved in front of Han Feng's eyes. Han Feng grabbed them and threw them aside.

"Awesome! Shen Hao Feng! How much money did you draw! Where did you get so much money?" Seeing that the notice stopped beating, Ben Ben immediately rushed to Han Feng's bed and asked.

"Look what generals have emerged!" Mumu also became excited, and his focus was completely different from Benben's.

Han Feng had no intention of answering Benben's question, not to mention he couldn't tell how much he spent, because in fact he didn't spend a penny, and all the five-star cards were not drawn from the card pool at all.

As for the source of the money, Han Feng pondered for a while and did not hide it. He directly waved the transaction sheet for the sale of the treasure in front of the two of them.

Of course, Han Feng did not take out the sales records of the two red weapons, but only turned out the individual transaction bills of the remaining blue and pink weapons, which made Ben and Mu jealous!

Some people spend huge sums of money just to play the game well!

And some people have started to make a lot of money playing games!

However, when the two of them learned that Han Feng had a total of thirty blacksmith horns, they both stopped asking further questions.

According to Mumu: I can't play even one number, so I'd better save thirty.

Next, Han Feng didn't think about how to answer the two people's questions: Why did he do this tonight?

Han Feng himself couldn't answer the reason.

It's simply: I'm feeling unhappy, want to draw cards, and strengthen the trumpet by the way.

Han Feng, who usually strengthens one group at a time, now strengthens just one number, there is really no special feeling!

is it hard?

Is it an exaggeration?

Isn't it just creating another full red account?

I have more than 200 accounts that are equally as awesome!

But when the words came to his lips, of course it was impossible to answer like this.

Han Feng silently took his cell phone away from the hands of the two people who were looking at the general's warehouse dumbfounded, and said calmly:

"I just don't want to be too weak to resist when those beasts hit me in the face."

"more importantly……"

"I want to do a better job in protecting you..."

Han Feng's voice was very soft, but it seemed clear and steady in the silent night.

He felt a little guilty and regretful in his heart, regretting that he should have let Qinglong quit midway.

Indeed, he couldn't guarantee that joining Qinglong would definitely change something, but one thing was certain. At least Lao Qiu couldn't be defeated so quickly under the protection of the Qinglong Group.

You must know that the "Super Time and Space Support" skill of the Qinglong Group is no joke. Under the protection of his shadow, Lao Qiu can at least delay the construction of the branch city.

With the protection of Qinglong, Lao Qiu is equivalent to having a high-red group guarding the main city throughout the season. He will not be beheaded early like now, and there is a group of barking dogs "in front of the tomb".

However, Benben and Mumu could not understand Han Feng's true meaning. They only thought that he felt guilty because of Lao Qiu being raped.

"Madman, you have done a great job. At least in the past few seasons, I have not seen a liver emperor more aggressive than you. Everyone is sad that Lao Qiu was reduced to a crime. You don't have to blame yourself too much. At least we are still If you don't lose, we will pass the exemption tomorrow and we will organize a group to rescue him." Benben rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, then turned around and walked towards his bed.

"Yes, this time we have another red boss here!" Mumu's eyes were full of determination.

…

In dormitory 402

It was a rare night for Lao Qiu when he didn't hold his cell phone and stare at it.

The bed was close to the window sill, and he was just staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky, his mind wandering, recalling the scenes during the day's battle.

Blood-red arrows came from all directions.

He is so passionate!

He had encountered this situation too many times.

He has been playing for many seasons, and with his full red number supported by his first-hand cash ability, it can be said that he is playing smoothly!

Even if you are in the middle of a war and besieged by many people, you can still use the advantages of your account to fight your way out and achieve the power of the God of War!

Therefore, facing the same attack again, he had no fear at all and vowed to have the courage to be invincible.

But when the invading enemy simultaneously exposed its fangs, which were also Manhong's, Lao Qiu felt deeply powerless for the first time.

The advantage of an account is gone!

The advantage of treasure is gone!

It depends on the number of people and the size of the power!

Everything he could rely on in the past seemed a little pale in front of the absolute number of people!

He once thought that he had friends like Monkey Brother and Biao Brother who were all red bosses, as well as many Liver Emperor friends like Madman, Benben, Murong, and the Suzaku Group who seemed to always protect him like a guardian angel. Then he can lead the country freely.

However, all this is just what he takes for granted.

As someone once said: You need to have power and a background to hang out.

When he lost Man Hong's advantage, fought to the last soldier, and saw the scene outside the main city where thousands of arrows were still piercing his heart, he finally understood how small and humble he thought he was in front of the real giant. .

Insults in private chat

The mockery of the fortress name

And the World Channel ridiculed him for not overestimating his capabilities.

It's like silver needles pricking his extremely proud heart.

The anger is pouring out, but I don't know how to vent it.

Watching helplessly, the brothers who came to support were blocked at the gate of the city by groups of enemies. Watching the enemy's troops who were also full of red destroying the troops that the brothers came to support bit by bit, and heard from time to time in their ears The roommate sighed.

He knows that he has failed!

However, he was unwilling to do so. (End of chapter)