PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Legend of the Eagle King

Chapter 1206 The situation is bleak
Bai Cangyun was drinking wine when he sneezed suddenly, wondering which brat was scolding him again.

Zang Hong was discharged from the hospital today, and it happened that Chu Dongkui finally returned to China, and Wu Hongqing and Pei Qing were also in Guzhou.

So Bai Cangyun held a banquet when everyone had time, and caught up with a group of old brothers.

Zang Hong is still smiling like a flower, no different from before the serious injury, but in fact the ghost king halberd pierced her shoulder, the pain is beyond the understanding of ordinary people, so Bai Cangyun hung the ghost king halberd on the most representative place in Winter City Under the ancient Great Wall, deter the crowd.

Zang Hong picked up a cup of tea and looked at Bai Cangyun, "My lord, I have recovered and I want to return to my lord's side to continue working."

Bai Cangyun scattered a round of cigarettes, and then lit one himself, "Sister Hong, you should rest, I have already selected a house in Guzhou for you, or you want to live in other places, you can get this card Then, ask me to get the money when you run out, but I guess you won't be able to use it up."

Zang Hong was stunned for a moment, and the other brothers, who had been bragging about each other, stopped talking when they saw this.

Zang Hong smiled lightly, "My lord, I'm fine, and my skills haven't slipped..."

Bai Cangyun waved his hand, and stuffed the bank card into her hand, "I remember every time you and Gao Ai got hurt for me, it's really enough."

Chu Dongkui and others also reacted, and quickly said to Zang Hong, "Sister Hong, you really should rest, the lord has your heart, don't disappoint."

Wu Hongqing also nodded and said, "Sister Hong, it's time for you to enjoy your life."

Zang Hong glared at them, then continued to look at Bai Cangyun, and slapped the bank card on the table, "My lord, Zang Hong only wants to follow the lord around, I can't learn how to enjoy it in this life, please let the lord do it!"

Bai Cangyun supported his forehead, "Sister Hong, do you really want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life?"

Zang Hong shook her head, "May the lord be fulfilled!"

When Pei Qing and the others saw this, they sighed for a while. If they want to say who among them is closest to Bai Cangyun, it must be Gao Ai and Zang Hong.

The so-called life and death, these two people have followed Bai Cangyun for more than ten years, and they really deserve these four words.

Bai Cangyun was also silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Wu Hongqing hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "Sister Hong, you are 46 years old this year. Let me tell you the bad things. Do you think you can still protect the lord?"

Zang Hong frowned, "Second Master Wu is 66 years old and still travels all over the world, Hong Guan, do you look down on me?"

Wu Hongqing smiled wryly, "Of course I didn't mean that. What I meant was that Sister Hong, if you want to help the Lord, you can do something more meaningful."

Bai Cangyun heard the words and glanced at him.

Zang Hong also asked, "What do you mean?"

Wu Hongqing smiled and said, "Sister Hong, you are a master of learning, so you can cultivate more talents for the lord. Think about it, you have the ability to transfer flowers to trees, if a few more people can learn your ability and protect the lord Who else can hurt the lord?"

Zang Hong looked at Bai Cangyun, "I will obey my lord's orders."

Bai Cangyun couldn't help but sigh softly.

It's worth it for him to have this help in his life.

……

Banyan City.

Bai Muer sat by the window sill and did her homework. The early spring in Xichuan was hardly sunny, and every day was gloomy. The dampness and coldness made people want to wrap themselves in the quilt all the time.

Bai Mu'er is now living alone in Rongcheng, at the home of her aunt Bai Cangling, the outside is heavily guarded, and countless descendants of the Bai family stand guard day and night, but she doesn't even have a single person who can talk, so she often goes to see Xiong Wan After all, Xiong Wan is likely to become her younger brother and sister, and also her relatives.

After finishing her homework, Bai Mu'er was bored and turned on the computer to play around. She suddenly saw a post on a high-level private e-sports forum.

'Sigh, I went online two days ago, you must have never imagined who I met... old FPS fans over 15 years old. '

Bai Muer was a little curious, so she clicked in directly.

There are several photos on the main floor of the post. It is a thin man with disheveled hair, sitting in a corner smoking very lonely, and wearing the staff system of an Internet cafe.

Bai Mu'er looked at it for a long time, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became.

She scrolls through the comments.

Only three words were answered on the first floor.

'Cao Tianwang. '

On the second floor, there is a question, 'Cao Tianwang had a lot of income back then, right?Wouldn't it be better to do some business casually?Where is the old brother who is in flames?Don't you pull it? '

The third floor is probably a big cow in the circle, and directly answered the second floor's question:

"Cao Tianwang's experience in the past ten years is beyond your imagination. The money he saved as a professional was cheated by his wife and adulterers. Later, Xiangni opened an Internet cafe with him, but the result was not enough for a year. One person died suddenly, and they went bankrupt before making a profit. The boss of Fenghuo gave them a hand to start a joint venture to make e-sports products, but the business was also very bleak. Cao Tianwang felt sorry for his old brother, so he quit... Now on the Internet Be a companion in the cafe, Hou Shengtian and the others are all old and young, how can I help? '

Bai Mu'er looked very sad, no wonder she felt familiar, after all, she had watched all the videos of her father playing games in those years, and Cao Jieyou also showed his face.

There are only three replies to this post, which is very bleak. After all, the professional players who were more than ten years ago were not live broadcasts like Su Ran. How many of them can remember him?

(End of this chapter)