080 Uprising! Counterattack of Delusional Starry Sky!
"There was a key meeting on the group that suddenly came to the scene. The management asked me to be there in person. You guys play first. I have contacted the mercenary group, so don't worry about those killers."
Sister Ting seemed to be in a bad mood. After saying this on the Shipeng Channel, she went offline directly.
Several life players who didn't know what had happened in the fleet looked at each other, and the combat players seemed to be suppressing a fire, but couldn't find a place to vent.
Sister Ting was killed, and the two top three masters in the fleet were killed;
If it is a head-on battle and you are killed, then it is naturally nothing. Who can survive if you play the game? But this kind of cheating and various insults to stimulate your side to take action first. This kind of behavior is already very extraordinary...
But Sister Ting gave up her life. The leveling rhythm of the ship group should not be chaotic. She will solve the problem of the killer group. This is actually the most rational choice to deal with the current situation.
Some people hire killers to prevent He Jiayou from hiring a level list, so it is meaningless to target the killer group. There are countless teams in China that do such a business, and there will be brave men under heavy rewards.
The simplest solution is to hire another killer group to come to Mingsha Star to wipe out the group of Xiao P. Then Sister Ting felt uneasy and spent money to hire a few hundred people to protect the delusion ship group to level up.
All these things are done by the Chief Executive. After Sister Ting said what she said just now, she went offline.
She said that there is a job in reality, and this excuse makes people not think too much.
At the junction of the mission, He Jiayou, who had already returned from a round of missions, saw the light of Sister Ting's light when she was offline. She thought about it, took a step back and pressed the offline button.
He took off his game helmet and listened to the slight noise of working on more than a dozen massage chairs around him, He Jiayou scratched his head.
Going offline, then what? Go and comfort Sister Ting?
According to Sister Ting's personality, it should be the least that anyone should come over now. This will make Sister Ting show a stronger side and hide the eyes he accidentally saw before.
That look...
He Jiayou has never seen him.
Even if he killed the Great Demon King Chuhe hundreds of times, He Jiayou's eyes were stubborn and firm every time he saw it, he was completely expected that she would go to the city gate to curse again.
But this time it's not, this time...
Dada dada...
The sound of high heels came from the corridor. He Jiayou turned over and jumped out of the massage chair, tapped the slippers, and chased after them in two steps.
Sister Ting, wearing a white professional dress, walked by in high heels like a gust of wind.
"Sister Ting?"
"Hmm? Why are you offline?" Sister Ting blinked at He Jiayou, "Go and play games. I really have something to do. Do you think I was in a bad mood just because I died once?"
Well, this is a little embarrassing.
"I'm going down for a walk, a little bored," He Jiayou coughed twice, pajamas, white shirt, flip-flops, and a standard young man in the house. "I'll send you down."
"Let's go, I'm really fine," Sister Ting waited for He Jiayou to walk to the elevator together.
I don’t know how Sister Ting kept it. The history of playing games should not be shorter than him. At least I should have a little fat accumulation, but no matter how I look at it...
"Well," He Jiayou wanted to say something, "that little p..."
"She, it's okay. She had just played together for a while, but she didn't expect that she is now working as a killer group and took on a task against us." Sister Ting pretended to be fine and curled her lips, "It was my fault to be cheated once, so you and Binghe were killed."
"The boss is joking. If you want me to delete the account now, I will execute it immediately."
"Why are you talking?" Sister Ting chuckled and cursed, "Your account was invested in early! You dare to delete it! I will go to the court to sue you in minutes!"
He Jiayou was speechless for a while, why did the court move out?
The conversation had already reached the elevator entrance.
"You go back, I'll let the butler wait on the first floor."
"It's okay, I'll send Sister Ting down. Anyway, I'm out, so why not go out for a walk." He Jiayou said with a smile. The elevator door opened and He Jiayou stood in directly.
Sister Ting smiled helplessly, and stood beside He Jiayou with a small bag.
The elevator slowly fell, and the narrow space seemed to catalyze a certain atmosphere, and neither of them spoke.
"It's not good." He Jiayou asked in a low voice.
"It's okay, I don't have many friends at all," Sister Ting responded casually, turned her head to look at He Jiayou, with a little gentleness in her eyes.
He Jiayou stood there with her pocket in her pocket, looking up at her side face.
Sister Ting's fingers seemed to tremble.
Maybe for a moment, she wanted to follow the impulse in her heart and stay in the arms of the man next to her for a while...
But I always hold it back.
It seemed like there was an invisible obstacle, floating gently between them...
bite!
The elevator stopped and ran, the elevator door opened, and it was already the lobby on the first floor. You could see the security personnel arranged by Sister Ting and chatting in the lobby.
A guy saw Sister Ting and He Jiayou and quickly coughed. Several burly men seemed to be young couples caught by the head teacher. He quickly ran to their respective positions, raised their chests and raised their heads.
"Then, I'll leave first, you can go back directly."
"Well," He Jiayou responded, watching Sister Ting walk out of the elevator and walk towards the building gate in a breeze.
When the elevator closed, He Jiayou seemed to be sending a stubborn body and leaned against the elevator wall, as if he had lost most of his strength.
He patted his forehead a little annoyed, and He Jiayou didn't know what was wrong with him, so he was always a little upset.
Pressing the ‘12’ button, the elevator slowly rose, turned around and looked at the street outside the elevator, and just saw Sister Ting getting into her luxury car. The driver uncle who should be a hidden master bowed and greeted him and sat in the driver's seat.
Inside the car.
"Chairman, where are you going?"
"Go to the company," Sister Ting leaned against the cushion, as if she was slumped in that place, and didn't want to move.
Go to the company?
"Okay," the driver pulled the curtain and knew that the young girl who paid her salary would hide here as long as she was in a low mood.
She cannot express negative emotions to her subordinates, and cannot let people see her weakness hidden in her heart.
If you support such a large family business by yourself, you should be under a lot of psychological pressure.
The driver sighed softly, focused on driving, deliberately going to some beautiful sections of roads, so that Sister Ting could see the passing of the window.
In the spacious back seat, Sister Ting slowly closed her eyes, and a tear always passed by the corners of her eyes.
Delusion Studio, twelfth floor of the office building.
The elevator door opened, He Jiayou walked out with his pocket in his pocket, and saw his roommate leaning against him.
Kongming.
"Sister Ting is okay?"
"It should be...it's not a big problem," He Jiayou breathed, "Where did that girl 'Dangwu' go?"
"I've gone abroad with the money."
"I just said that the guild that was created by money and experts will never last long..."
He Jiayou was a little bored inexplicably.
It was obvious that in the previous game, he and Sister Ting were mortal enemies, or they were still the kind of person who never died, but after hearing this, it still seemed like his neighbor who had a good relationship was robbed, and he was a little indignant.
"This incident with Xiao P may remind Sister Ting of the past again," Kong Ming said lightly, "Now is not the time to complain. Sister Ting asked us to level up. What do you think?"
“I’m not a manager…”
"But now you are the number one master in our fleet."
He Jiayou was obviously stunned.
Just now, she seemed to want to lean over, but in the end, she didn't...
Is it because I am not strong enough?
Maybe, the real self is a bit vulnerable, and the game self is not as strong as she can rely on.
How strong should she be able to rely on?
Can you really achieve it yourself?
He Jiayou closed his eyes and breathed slowly. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were always a little impatient.
"How can I know if I don't try it!"
"What?"
"Ah, I mean, I'm saying that with so much salary from Sister Ting, how could she be so angry in a broken game?" He Jiayou found a reason casually, shook his head, and looked at Kong Ming, "Let's go, go with me and have a fight with that little p-s."
Kong Ming spread his hands and said, "I will accompany you at any time, so we are the two of you?"
"Enough." He Jiayou gritted his teeth.
If it weren't for the lack of the setting of the thief profession, he would be enough.
"Don't you two take us to play?" Hai Da Gorge's voice suddenly came from the side.
The two doors of the elevator were pushed open, and the dense figures standing in the corridor suppressed some kind of throbbing and looked at He Jiayou.
Sister Binghe tilted her head, "What happened this time, Sister Ting blames you, you will bear it."
"I'll take it!"
He Jiayou clenched his fists, as if venting the depression in his heart, and shouted with all his strength: "Go online, turn them out and kill them until they can't go online!"
"Dry!"
The group of people in the delusion studio were cheering and screaming, which scared the old lady who was guarding the door to tremble a little.
What medicine did these young people take?
The old lady watched a group of people running back to the floor and shouted with some concern: "You can't fight with people in groups!"
"I know, grandma!" A girl in the studio waved her hand hard and agreed.
Chapter completed!