Chapter 140: Insidious Man and Female

After watching the second game, it was getting late, and many players left the club and returned to the hotel to rest. Of course, some people stayed in the club and started the sweeping operation in the strategic map.

In the hotel room, the old temple gun leaned against the sofa, holding a cigarette that was burning more than half in his right hand. Around him were several men and women, namely Fantasy Bandits, Fantasy Fell, Flame, Cang Yan, as well as the Killer and several other guild bosses who participated in the competition alone.

"Damn it, that bastard! It's okay if I cancel my qualification for the competition. Why do his security guards dare to hit someone?"

Thorough face, who was kicked out of the venue in the morning and was disqualified from participating, kept cursing Xu Feng and his followers' security guards with his belly.

Lao Gun's face was still flushed off the ashes. He ignored the numb face. Instead, he glanced at everyone present and asked slowly: "It will be our turn to the final soon. I will call everyone here today. Do you want to ask everyone's opinions? Should you follow the command of the Twelve Wings on the final day or follow me."

"Listen to that young boy? Dreaming! Lao Gun, I'll follow you." Fire flame spoke first and expressed his position. Others whispered for a while and echoed. It was still difficult for ordinary people to shake the Temple Guild's status in the traditional online game industry. Although it is not yet a top guild, it is also famous. Although Lao Gun is a little arrogant, he has some skills. Otherwise, how could he make the guild so big?

"In fact, it doesn't matter who is following the command of him. The most important thing is to win this game and win the prize..." The bandits spoke, and the fantasy and intrigue sitting beside him were frowning slightly.

"Yes, as long as you can get the bonus, whoever commands him?" Several fence-skinned guild bosses immediately jumped from their original camp to the bandits.

Lao Qian seemed to have expected this to happen. He laughed and patted the bandits on the shoulder and said, "Brother, each of the winning teams is 10,000, but there are 500,000 people with the first place in military merit. Do you think it is better to get 10,000 or 30,000?"

"30,000? What 30,000?" Everyone looked at each other with confusion. Old Gun stood up from his position and gently shook his right hand and said, "The strength of the Twelve Wings' army is far above us. If he is allowed to command the battle, 500,000 will definitely fall into his pocket. You have seen his command ability and the strength of the Royal Vulture. This is without any suspense." Old Gun looked at the expressions on everyone's faces with satisfaction and continued, "Instead of letting him twelve Wings eat this big meat pie alone, it is better for us brothers to think of ways to chew it down. I will take the big head of the money I get and give the rest to you. That's hundreds of thousands."

"Do you have a plan?" asked one boss.

Lao Qian smiled proudly: "Of course, I have been playing games for so many years. If I can't even think of the tricks to deal with him, a young boy, will I be in vain?"

The bandit frowned slightly. Although he had a confused fight with Zhang Mu, he didn't want to be an enemy of Zhang Mu in his heart. After all, Zhang Mu left him a very good impression.

The bandit's subtle facial expression was so fascinated by fantasy that the woman was about to speak, but she saw the bandit stand up from her position and said, "Don't make things so complicated. On the day of the competition, it's another matter whether you can win. Is it too early to think about dividing the money? Is it safe to get it?"

A hint of displeasure flashed on Lao Gun's face and shouted softly: "Bandit, do you not believe in my strength? Or do you have any ideas about the bonus?"

"Haha, I still know how much I have. I just think so many of us are not suitable for dealing with a young man in his early twenties." After hesitating for a moment, the bandit said slowly: "I still don't get involved in this matter."

Fire was stunned: "Brother Bandit, you?"

The bandit shook his head gently and left the guest room with fantasy.

Lao Gun shrugged indifferently: "It's better to spend one person less, so next I'm going to talk about my plan, you have to listen..."

"You took the wrong medicine? Why did you talk to Twelve Yi?" Standing in the corridor, Fantasy flipped away the bandit's hand, and was very angry.

The bandit smiled and said, "I'm not helping him, but I just can't stand it. Lao Qiang is so arrogant. What he sells in the gourd? Don't I know yet? He wants to take this opportunity to increase the reputation of their Temple Guild in the online game industry, so that I won't get into his trap. I think Twelve Wings is pretty good. He is a friend who can make a lot of things. At least, he won't talk to me in a high tone."

"Do you think so?" Fanhuan Qingxin pretended to be pitiful, leaned against the bandit's shoulder, and said with grievance: "Know people but not the heart... There is something I didn't plan to tell you, but I was afraid you would be deceived by his appearance."

"Being cheated? Who is cheating?" The bandits were covered in mist: "You are not talking about the Twelve Wings, are you?"

"Well, last night, I met him when I went back to my room, and he said...he said..."

"What did he say?"

"He said that as long as I was willing to 'that' with him, he would give me an extra 10,000 US dollars after the game. He also said that he was 90% sure that he would win the first place in military merit in this game... and said that he would let me leave you and be his lover..."

"What?! Fuck him..." The bandit was furious, jumped up from the ground, and roared: "Fuck, I have always regarded him as a gentleman. Why is he so mean in his bones? No, I have to go and settle the score with him!"

"Don't, don't go..." Fantasy Qingxin grabbed the bandit's arm with crystal tears in her big eyes. She said pitifully: "He will definitely not admit that he said such things, and it will be useless to go... I really don't want to tell you about this. I'm afraid you say I'm sowing, but if you think about it carefully, I don't know him at all, so why bother to sow..."

Fantasy Qingxin said this without any leakage. The bandit was so angry that his face flushed when he heard it. He cursed fiercely, turned around and pushed open the door, rushed into the room and said, "Old Gun, I'm the one! Twelve Wings, I'm not finished with you!"

Everyone in the room was silent.

Lao Gun suddenly laughed: "Bandit, your face has changed too quickly, right? Can you tell me what made you so angry?"

Fantasy Qingxin pulled the bandit's sleeve behind her. The bandit immediately understood it and sat on the sofa angrily and shouted: "Don't ask so much, tell me how to deal with him! Damn, even if I don't want this money, I can't let Twelve Wings get it!"
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