"Say..." The four men looked at Bai Mei with eight pairs of eyes, and the latter shrugged his shoulders and responded: "Actually, have you ever thought that judging from the growing hatred of Chinese players towards Ming Ri, Yinglong has conveyed a heroic image through the mouths of you, a Chinese person. Such a hero has directly become an ordinary knight to participate in the Crazy God Cup Knight Competition. Don't you feel a little embarrassed?"

In Bai Mei's back-questioning eyes, Jin Qin smiled and said, "I just said that Yinglong would enter the finals directly. You see, everyone, Bai Da reporters agree..."

"Come on, you..." said without missing a word: "Let's listen to reporter Bai Da continue to talk and take a look!"

Not trying to catch our appetite, Bai Mei said righteously: "Let Yinglong participate in this event as an ordinary knight, which may be able to show the fairness of the event, but it is difficult to ensure that many players who like to think things are complicated would rather think that this is still a way for the organizer to cover up the situation, and there is no hype value. I think it would be better to let Yinglong enter the championship finals directly!"

Bai Mei's words made me stunned. Feng Long said on the side: "It's worthy of being a journalist. Everything is based on whether it has news value. Indeed, as soon as this interview was released, most people's idea should be that our organizer will clarify some things about this, and then let Ying Long participate in the competition directly as an ordinary knight. However, when we go against the trend, we may really get unexpected results. So I agree with this idea, let Ying Long directly fight with the champions who came out of the finals as the owner of the Feng Yin Gun. Only then can the winner get the Feng Yin Gun, and the loser becomes the deputy commander of the China Foreign Cavalry Regiment!" After saying that, Feng Long looked at me and said, "Boss, what do you think?"

Looking at Feng Long and Bai Mei with praise, I nodded and responded: "Of course I have no objection. This can also block the mouths of many people who are boasting. If they have any doubts, they can participate in this event and win the finals. If they have a point with Yinglong, they will know if there is anything tricky about this game. Moreover, through this event, we can turn the Fengyin Gun into the "Crazy God Cup". Anyway, the Fengyin Gun is not recognized. If we continue to have a huge similar game in the future, the Fengyin Gun can always be passed on with the symbolic items of the "Crazy God Cup" and become the highest honor of the Chinese Knights!"

Jinzi smiled and said, "Boss, I agree. I raise a hundred hands to agree. In this way, when the Crazy God Cup competition is held in the future, the championship prize can save another item, haha..."

The habitual words of gold coins immediately attracted everyone's attention, and also attracted the interest of Bai Mei, a professional reporter: "The God of Wealth in the Golden Triangle of Tianmeng is a rare financial expert in the world. He has an extraordinary sense of money. When I see you today, it is indeed worthy of your reputation! I didn't get Tianyi's private interview today. Uncle, you shouldn't have any sympathy for me, and you wouldn't agree to a private interview, right?"

As soon as Bai Mei said this, we all laughed heartily, just to see how the gold coins respond.

But Jin Coin is worthy of being an old fox, and his true colors are revealed at this moment: "My gold coins are no better than some people. Of course, there is no problem with private interviews, but I am also a celebrity, and the appearance fee..."

Several chairs flipped over and collapsed around...

After the interview, I came to the undead space. While waiting for the toys Shangzhi to reply to my secret words, I lay on the ground that seemed to be made of coal mine slag, staring at the dark sky, hoping to find those familiar faces in the dark sky...

But the dark sky was still dark, and the smiling faces I wanted to see in my heart did not appear, but instead a black warrior who was not open to his eyes appeared.

The black warrior stared at me with the breath of a wanderer for a while, and then smashed the great sword dragged on the ground at me. Although this sword could not cause much damage to me, I still hurriedly turned around and escaped the black warrior's attack.

Maybe it was really boring. I didn't kill the black warrior, but had a good time with him. When the secret words of the plaything, I retreated and avoided the black warrior's sword attack, flew up, leaving only the black warrior who was stunned for a while. Then I saw it dragging the big sword to slowly move towards other places, as if the road in front of him would never end.

I don’t know why, but when I saw the black warrior who was a little surprised and then resolutely lowered his head and looked forward, I suddenly smiled, as if the expression on my face was not controlled by me, and I smiled naturally.

Toys Shangzhi told me that he was Leng Rufeng's place and asked me to bring more wine, because he was thin and couldn't bring much wine!

When I came to Leng Rufeng's tent with a good wine worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, the harmonious atmosphere in the tent made me feel relieved. As I expected, the Iron Zombie King was here. It seems that when I was trying to apply the formula on the toy, I didn't forget to add something new, that is, let Leng Rufeng join the ranks, and it seems very effective, but why do I always feel that the eyes of the two ghosts and one person projected over are a bit weird?

"Where is the wine?" the three of them asked in unison, and I also saw the few empty wine jars around them. Without saying much, I honestly made out the wine jars in the storage space of the belt and bracelet. When I completely freed up the hundreds of good wines, the two drunkards, Iron Zombie King and Leng Rufeng, had already drunk one or two jars of wine.

"Old Tie, I'm sorry!" I felt so aggrieved that I walked to the Iron Zombie King like a woman and said, "I was too..."

"Last brother, don't be nonsense. Lao Tie is very obsessed with a big belly and will not remember the trouble in his heart, do you think?" Shangyu looked at the Iron Zombie King with his neck tilted, and the latter laughed and patted a jar of wine, shouting cheerfully in the fragrance of the wine: "That's right, Xiaotian, come and drink with me. Your brother, I'm not that petty!"

Leng Rufeng said from the side: "That's right, we brothers will not return until we are drunk!"

Don’t go back if you don’t get drunk? I’m so impatient. There are two monsters who treat wine as water... They drink wine like air here. When will it be the return date? But can I not drink it?
Chapter completed!