Rampant Online Games

Chapter Two Thousand and Eighty One

"That assassin, you don't even know the No. 1 Samurai and No. 1 Assassin of the Momoyama Shogunate. I'm afraid it wasn't just coming out of the mountains, right?"

"Yes, Saitama-san, the number one samurai of the Momoyama shogunate, but you can't even know the person who played against Shigeo Ushichang, the number one master of Japanese clothes, who won?"

"I don't think he didn't know him, he was just pretending to beep on purpose!"

"Hehe, pretending to beep in front of Saitama God, are you not afraid of breaking your leg?"

The killer Saitama hasn't spoken yet, and the nearby players spit out.

Chu Jing was conscious of the popular science, and he was awakened in his heart.

Immediately before coming to the Japanese service, Niuchang Shigeo told him about some famous Japanese players, including one named Saitama.

This person is a hidden class-the black warrior. He is mainly agile and explosive, and his strength is very strong. Naturally, he is also the opponent of Uzumaki Shigeo.

However, due to a reluctance to lose, the reputation of Saitama was suppressed by Shigeo Niuchang.

It wasn't until Niu Chang Shigeo left the Japanese suit, there was no news, and the other masters went to the world ocean again, and the killing **** Saitama reappeared in everyone's field of vision.

It is now one of the three top high-end games left behind in the day service!

Others might be afraid of the series of titles of the killing **** Saitama, but Chu Jing's heart was calm, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

"This Saitama god, what did you mean?"

Before Chu Jing's words were finished, the killing **** Saitama said impatiently: "I want to jump in the line, do you understand?"

Jumping in line is a kind of rule-breaking thing.

Changing to be someone else must have caused thousands of people to complain and spurn.

But the killing **** Saitama is safe and sound, naturally the Japanese players are somewhat afraid of him.

And it seems that this person should have done a lot of things like jumping in line.

"Brother, Saitama, the God of Killer, is very strong, but for some reason, I haven't received the affirmation of Lord Nakamura, and I haven't obtained the weapon built by the Lord..."

"Therefore, he will come to Lord Nakamura's residence every day, hoping to move people with sincerity and successfully meet Nakamura..."

Hearing this, Chu snorted, "So he jumps in the line every day?"

Cat Pirate Xiaomei didn't dare to answer.

Because the killing **** Saitama's brows jumped fiercely, and he said coldly: "Yes, I jump in the line every day, and those people have no opinion, do you?"

With a loud sound, the samurai sword around his waist was taken out of its sheath, revealing a blade with a cold light.

Chu Jing could feel the chill brought by that small blade, and was not afraid: "If I don't give way, what will you do?"

As soon as this statement came out, Mao Pirate Xiaomei covered her mouth in panic, her eyes filled with helplessness and pleading, brother, don't make trouble!

We are wanted criminals, so we should avoid these top players!

Especially Saitama, the **** of death, is the most powerful player in the Momoyama Shogunate!

Didn't you do this to cause trouble for the two of us?

The players who lined up behind were surprised by Chu Jing's words.

But soon, their expressions became gloat.

"Is this man crazy? How dare to provoke Saitama?"

"Isn't he aware that Saitama's temperament is self-domination? This assassin's behavior is tantamount to provoking Saitama, he's done!"

"Saitama God, kill this assassin in seconds, let everyone see how powerful you are!"

Everyone was interrupted by Saitama on weekdays, annoyed but afraid to speak up.

Today, seeing someone irritating Saitama and gloating in such misfortunes is the nasty human nature.

In the midst of shouting, the killing **** Saitama's eyes narrowed into a line, his right hand gripped the hilt of the sword, and it seemed that he might pull out this chilly samurai sword at any time!

"Master Nakamura's reception for today is over here! Please come back, everyone!"

Seeing that a battle was about to take place, suddenly, standing at the door of the mansion, a soldier who resembled a steward announced loudly.

All the players were taken aback, and immediately complained in annoyance.

"what the hell!"

"We've all been in line for so long, is it over?"

"I'm not convinced! I have not yet reached the door of the adult's tea room!"

It's a pity that no matter how the players complain, the guard is cold.

Some rebels next to him coldly blocked the door, with an attitude of death if they refused to accept it.

"You made me lose this opportunity, I want to kill you!"

The killing **** Saitama roared with the same indignation, and the katana was out of its sheath with ten thousand points of coldness in his voice!

"Warning, you have been locked by the Hanmang of the player "Killing God Saitama" and enter the battle mode. Now, you are free to fight back!"

At the moment when he heard the system prompt, Chu Jing also clenched an ordinary short dagger.

Although the cherry blossom suit and bloodthirsty mandala could not be used, it was a little bit injured, but Chu Jing was not ready to sit and wait for death.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing here? Get out of here! Get out of here!"

A very mad voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

The moment he heard the sound, the samurai sword in Saitama's hand did not fall.

He stared at the crowd with an ugly expression.

There, the player automatically yields a passage.

A tall, muscular, three-meter tall man with an ID of "idiot king" walked swaggeringly.

There were three purses pinned to the waist of this powerful man.

During the walk, the three big money bags "clammed", which reminds people of the crash of gold coins.

Seeing the moment when the idiot was king, the killing **** Saitama instantly forgot the existence of Chu Jing, gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard..."

When the killing **** Saitama didn't make a move, Chu Jing naturally gave up the idea of ​​sneaking on the second person.

Killing the **** Saitama in seconds can indeed vent, but it can also arouse suspicion.

After all, Saitama, the **** of killing, is the number one master of the Momoyama shogunate.

Suddenly, the little-known himself took him in seconds.

Isn't it weird not to be suspected?

"saved……"

The cat thief Xiaomei behind Chu Jing was greatly relieved.

In her opinion, Chu Jing may be strong, but it is certainly not strong enough to kill the **** Saitama.

After all, whether they are the chief samurai or the deputy assassin, they are the top and most powerful Japanese servers.

He can also break his wrists with the legendary man Niuchang Shigeo.

This class of characters is simply above the sky.

It can't be compared!

"Do you call me a **** when you meet? Saitama, is that how you treat old friends?"

After the idiot king approached, he put his hands on his waist and smiled playfully.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The killer Saitama suddenly cracked his canthus and burst into a drink.

The idiot king is not afraid at all, he straightened his chest and provocatively said: "Come on, kill me! Dare to kill me here, you are afraid that you won't even want to see Teacher Nakamura in this life!"

The killer Saitama trembled all over, his angry face turned pale, but he had no plans to shoot.

"Hehehe, don't you dare to do it? Then I went to see the teacher! Goodbye, my old friend!"

The idiot king pretended to pat the **** Saitama on the shoulder. In the latter's gray face, he swaggered to the front of the mansion and took out a token.

The expressionless guard looked at the other, nodded and said, "You can go in."

"Hehehe, old friend Saitama, and fellow players, I'm leaving now!"

Waved to the players in the field, the idiot king walked into the mansion unhurriedly.

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