Planetary Civilization of Online Games

"There, I'm just a temporary worker, and the bosses are upset. I'm not the kind to walk around anytime," Fatty Mi said with a pitiful face.

The surrounding colleagues who have been typing on the keyboard have no expressions on their faces, but their affection for Fatty Mi has increased countless times in their hearts.

It was Yilong who worked here before. Although he didn't have a deep relationship with everyone, he was still approachable and approachable without much airs, but this Yang Fan came.

That pomp, that momentum, that haughty expression, although Yilong didn't actually do anything, and even rarely talked to these employees, compared with Yang Fan, it was much better.

Sometimes people are like this, they always have to go through comparisons to determine who treats them well and who seems to be a good person. The answer is a bit irrelevant, but Fatty Mi just wants to let off steam.

"What Yilong can give you, I'll give you three times," Yang Fan said slowly, his eyes burst into a look of determination, and then his face seemed to be waiting for Fatty Mi, and hurried over to add shoe.

Fatty Mi really stood up, but he said with a terrified face: "Boss, you won't ask me to kill people," with a panicked look on his face, people who didn't know really thought that something happened.

"What do you think?" Yang Fan said, feeling that the gas in his stomach was getting more and more inflated, and it was definitely not caused by eating something bad. "I won't kill people," Fatty Mi said with a face full of possibility.

"Let's take a look at the problems of this game, I won't treat you badly," Yang Fan said.

"It's not easy. I haven't even attended a prestigious university, so I have the ability." Fatty Mi said, and for the next half an hour, the two pushed and held each other.

Until Yang Fan's mouth was dry and his face was about to twitch, Fatty Mi said in great difficulty: "The wages are settled every day, and it is three times, don't forget." Seeing Fatty Mi turn around, Yang Fan Angry all over his face: "What are you looking at, hurry up and help," he yelled at the six people behind him.

For a whole day, the battleships all over the sky dropped countless chariots, scurrying in every street in the city, bursting with countless lasers, boom, boom, boom.

And in the city, countless laser cannons and automatic cannons emerged from countless buildings at the same time. It was the NPC officers who were attacking. The attack, unfortunately, turned into white mist and drifted away.

Holding a bottle of sake in his hand, he drank it down his throat. In a tavern, Zhou Long leaned against the wall that had been hit and drank leisurely. The waiter had gone somewhere long ago.

The lasers that flashed from time to time on the street made the night look like day. From time to time, one could hear or see that a certain building was hit, and the players behind were forced to run out helplessly to fight against the chariots on the street. The result was nothing but Just a little more white mist.

"What kind of campaign mission, how do players play it?" Zhou Long thought in his heart. Just as he was about to take a sip of wine, he saw a beam of laser light flashing across the street in the distance, and a slender figure was beating extremely dexterously.

And behind that figure, there were indeed three chariots following, "I won't take it," Zhou Long said as he drank the last sip of sake, took out his laser gun, and pointed it outside.

Of course Zhou Long would not be so stupid as to shoot. After observation, Zhou Long found that once these chariots found out, if there was any movement there, the nearby chariots would immediately surround them.

After blasting the building in front of him into slag, he let it go. This tavern is the only place in the vicinity that has only been beaten once, and it is also the safest place.

Zhou Long didn't want that person, so he ran over. Sadly, with the bright laser light, Zhou Long found that the person was moving towards the tavern in a roundabout way.

Maybe it was because he realized that it was safe here, so he ran over, "Damn it, don't blame me," Zhou Long pointed the laser gun, and his finger was already on the trigger.

boom.

A beam of laser light flashed, and at that moment, the slim figure in the darkness was aimed by Zhou Long, and at the same time, Zhou Long could see the face of that person clearly.

"It's her," hesitating for a moment, Zhou Long thought in his heart, without shooting, he looked at the body that had re-entered the darkness, turned countless strange turns, and jumped into the tavern.

When one came in, they found Zhou Long's existence. It was obvious that both of them knew about the other's existence, but neither of them spoke.

Facing every suspicious building, firing guns, seeing the laser muzzle of the chariot aimed at the tavern, Zhou Long immediately wanted to move his body slowly. Although the walls of the tavern were strong, it was impossible. After being hit by the chariot.

The tavern would definitely collapse after being beaten, Zhou Long didn't want to be buried alive, but at this moment, a scorching laser gun barrel hit Zhou Long's back of the neck.

"Ah," Zhou Long yelled accidentally. It was because his neck was scalded by high temperature for no reason. Who would yell that? The person who ran in obviously didn't want Zhou Long to move.

He took the laser gun and lit it to warn Zhou Long, "Damn it," Zhou Long said with his heart on his stomach, looking ahead, the three chariots surrounded him all at once.

It was obvious that he was attracted by the sound just now, "Hey," Zhou Long sighed, and was about to rush out, rather than being buried alive, or die happily, this is Zhou Long's current thinking.

The three chariots outside the tavern had already begun to adjust their optimal positions. This was the sign that Zhou Long had seen before the chariots started to attack. What could not be helped was that the laser barrel of the man behind him came up again.

Of course, this time he was wearing Zhou Long's military uniform, which meant that he would shoot if he moved.

"Oh my god, how could there be such a person," Zhou Long thought, looking back to see what this person looks like, of course this can also be said to be a kind of curiosity.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Bastard, come on,"

Several laser beams shot over, and a familiar voice shouted, "Feihua, that's great, thank you very much," Zhou Long said in his heart, and followed the burst of laser light.

A fair face came into Zhou Long's sight, although it was only for such a short moment, but the face of the person behind him was already deeply imprinted in Zhou Long's mind.

And it deeply stimulated Zhou Long's memory, a woman's face is so beautiful, Zhou Long doesn't know how to describe it, but it is beautiful, but the only thing that is not perfect.

That face was [-]% the same as Xia Die. The three chariots outside the hotel were attracted by Fei Hua's attack and shouts. Looking at the face in front of him, Zhou Long subconsciously blurted out: "Xia Die,"