"Boy, you don't have to worry about those stupid, half-werewolfs!"

Sheriff Bernard, who jumped out of the police car, said the first thing he said was this. In the slums, he is not an exaggeration to say that he is a sheriff.[]

"No guys emerge to support those inferior half werewolfs?"

Ma Long asked, he thought some guy would jump out and use this matter as an excuse to cause trouble.

"You guy who secretly provokes trouble is not as stupid as you." Sheriff Bernard closed the police car tightly, and turned his head to look into the brightly lit "family Internet cafe" and said: "You guy, you really want to do it. Except for the shutdown every four hours for an hour, it opens twenty hours a day! Those soldiers, you're driving them away now, and they can't bear to leave our flower garden!"

"It's not all about playing. In less than a day, several problems have been found. Moussa is making improvements and modifications to mid-range servers based on the problems that arise, and then modifying the problems that affect the use of the game to the same extent. This thing can be used to apply for a patent and then manufactured on a large scale..."

Ma Long laughed, for him, he spent some money on this experimental quality home Internet cafe and used it to catch it through high-intensity use.

ug, it is better than the large-scale distribution of products.

It is much more cost-effective to fly all over the sky, and then smash your own signature and have to recall products.

"Boy, do you have time now?"

Sheriff Bernard asked this, and then finally withdrew his gaze from looking towards the home Internet cafe.

"Yes, yes, what are the instructions of Uncle Bernard?"

Ma Long quickly replied, "The future father-in-law has spoken, he has to have time, right?"

"Then go! Come with your uncle, I... to teach those new recruits a lesson!"

With a wave of his big hand, Sheriff Bernard shouted boldly, although what he said clearly was "Let's go play games with your father-in-law!"

This kind of thing is completely understandable. No matter how old a man is, he will be childish.

Wearing the mask of a "tough guy" for twenty-four hours? How could it be... The famous tough guy "Rambo" still has tenderness.

So after a moment, Malone, Sheriff Bernard and now, most of the time every day, the elf dragon Icarus, who lie on Malone's shoulder, appeared in the brightly lit home Internet cafe.

There are only 40 locations in the family Internet cafe, but there are not many other places in Fanhua Garden now, but there are many big-headed soldiers. Fortunately, when Ma Long first considered this issue when he first built this "family Internet cafe", otherwise the 200 big-headed soldiers of all races in the house would definitely be squeezed into pieces by the house!

"Ah, soldiers, let's see who is coming!" An officer wearing the rank of lieutenant found Ma Long and shouted: "Welcome to our little defending champion!"

"The defending champion?" The words of the Lieutenant Officer made Sheriff Bernard a little puzzled: "What defending champion?"

"This is a joke. Didn't I come to host the opening ceremony last night, and then I just played casually for a while..."

Malone explained to Sheriff Bernard in a low-key manner.

However, just as Ma Long said halfway, the lieutenant officer interrupted Ma Long without hesitation: "Sir, our little Malone is not just playing casually for a while. He played for two hours and killed our brothers of at least 300 National Defense Forces in an unbeaten game!"

"Boy, are you so powerful? With your record, you should easily enter the third round of your virtual fighting grand prix?"

It can be seen that Sheriff Bernard is very concerned about the Virtual Fighting Grand Prix, otherwise he would not have been familiar with saying the special words for fighting competitions such as "The Third Round".

"The brothers of the National Defense Forces are not yet adapted to the virtual environment in the game. I have played it many times during this period, so I am called "winning is not open and winning is not open and winning is not open."

Ma Long continued to be modest, who made him a Celestial being on the Earth plane?

Isn’t the biggest feature of the Celestials the people is to be low-key...

"So, today we losers are going to make a comeback! Let's fight with Little Malone!" The lieutenant officer continued Ma Long's words and shouted. He rudely pushed away the soldiers around him who were in trouble, leaned over and pressed the red sè "pop-up" button on the closest gamepad connection line.

"Damn, that bastard is pressing randomly?!"

Because of the lieutenant officer's button, the soldier who was originally having fun stood up after Hun Reich's body, and his posture was clearly about fighting with the person who dared to press the "pop-up" button.

"I pressed it! Private, do you have any opinions?"

As soon as the soldier finished scolding, the lieutenant slapped him on the back of the head, so the soldier finally understood what he had made a mistake.

So, the beaten soldier stood up without even daring to look back: "Report to Chief Carlisle! Sorry, Chief Carlisle! I have no objection!"

The army has always been class-oriented, and soldiers have no human rights in front of officers.

"Okay, turn around and come on Private. I wasn't pressing around just now, but because our little defending champion is here. He needs your fighting handle now, do you understand?"

Fortunately, after maintaining his officer's authority, the tone became more kind again.

The soldier who was not guilty of disaster finally understood why he was unlucky. However, after turning around, he smiled so hard that he had at least fourteen or five big teeth, as if he was definitely not the one who cursed just now, but he actually took a big advantage.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you. Can I ask if I can ask you your name?"

Ma Long bowed slightly to the soldier who was silly and expressed his sincere apology.

"Report leader... no, it's Mr. Ma Long, my name is Thorpe Bradshaw! Please use the fighting handle I use! I definitely have no objection, because I am Mr. Ma Long, your book mi, I like the soldier Asa the most in "Dust of History"! All the soldiers in our team like him, including our squad leader..."

The silly soldier was talking, of course, the important reason for such a chat is obviously because, as he said, he is a somewhat fanatical book.

"Haha, since you like "The Dust of History", I will send you a copy of "The Dust of History" tomorrow. Do I need me to write some on the title page?"

Ma Long had originally planned to give this unlucky soldier some condolences. Since the other party said that he liked "The Dust of History", Ma Long naturally understood what it means to go with the flow.

"Ah?! Is this really OK?"

The soldier screamed in surprise and looked at the Lieutenant Carlisle with his eyes. He obviously wanted Lieutenant Carlisle, who had offended him accidentally, to nod.

"Silly Private! Our little Malone said this. What else do you have to ask? Why don't you say thank you quickly!"

Lieutenant Carlisle would definitely not refute Malone's face.

So Private Thorpe Bradshaw, who had unexpected benefits, hurriedly made his request: "Ah, then please Master Ma Long, write this book on the title page to dedicate it to the beautiful Angelica, I wish you, in Raccoon Town, to live in happiness every day! Your Thorpe Bradshaw."

There is no doubt that the private obviously planned to give the book that Ma Long gave to the "Angelika" he mentioned.

"Okay, I remember. Well... I wish you happiness and the beautiful Miss Angelica."

Ma Long smiled and nodded and sent his blessings.

The idol sends blessings and can no longer say anything about Private Class happy. He now thinks that Malone is the most cute and respectable person in this world except Angelica!

Then, the second-class soldiers were laughing and dragged them to the side in a hurry.

Ma Long originally planned to give humility and give face to Sheriff Bernard for the future father-in-law to play first, but at this time, the private on the right side of the Second Class was also cleared from the virtual game world, so Ma Long lost the opportunity to be cute and please his father-in-law.

However, Malone finally bought a little good-looking man, and then he respectfully asked Sheriff Bernard to sit down before he sat down next to him.

Grasping the gamepad, Ma Long appeared in the game world soon. Ma Long was lucky because he found out that he had worn Yagami.

There are two rings with not small size in the virtual world. Chunli, who gave up her skills in the other ring, was fisting to the flesh and Himmler of Kalantu, who was screaming and screaming at you, you fist on the left hook and I swing right, and you were fisting and punching with you... Well, that's obviously two guys who don't know how to play.

So Ma Long's gaze just glanced at another arena and fell on his opponent, General Vega.

"Hahaha-Soldier! You're dead! The General Vega I used is the strongest boxer. The name you used is strangely named Moon Man with a ku belt on Tui is a weak man who is not even as good as Chun Li!"

Before Malone could ask if the other party was Sheriff Bernard, General Hun Chuan Vega's opponent laughed and rushed over... Well, Malone was sure that the other party was not Sheriff Bernard, but also a slut.

So a few dozen seconds later, he used General Vega as a boxer and fell under Malone's continuous "ghost burn" with wide eyes. His last words were: "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Then, it was a wheel battle. Ma Long was disappointed to find that although these National Wehrmachts had been fighting in the virtual game world for a day, there were still few who could use fighting characters to use various ultimate moves, and the strongest opponent had just lasted for two minutes.

Weak, just like yesterday, they are still a rookie-level opponent.

I had already massacred once yesterday, and it was meaningless to continue massacre today. So Ma Long walked out of the "Teleportation Array" independently, allowing Linghun to return*.

At this time, Sheriff Bernard had already launched the game, looking lonely as if he was indifferent to the master, so Ma Long politely resigned with the soldiers in the Internet cafe, and then set out on the way back to the Fanhua Garden with Sheriff Bernard.

"Ma Long, have you met any stronger opponent just now?"

When she was about to reach the gate of Fanhua Garden, Sheriff Bernard, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked this question.

"No, they are all slags with only five combat power... The strongest one barely lasted for two minutes." Ma Long replied casually, and then he asked back without hesitation: "Where is Uncle Bernard? Have you ever encountered any stronger opponents?"

"Yes-" Sheriff Bernard took a deep breath, then looked at Ma Long with a very unhappy look: "I only lasted for two minutes, and he killed me, and said contemptuously that I am a slag with only five combat power."

"Uncle, I was wrong!"

---Separation line---

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