"Awei, what do you think that Twelve Wings want to do? It's so mysterious." Lu Tao grabbed a notice with his right hand saying 'One month of suspension of business and rectification' while going down the stairs.

Ding Wei yawned and shook his head: "Why do we care about so much? There must be good things. I felt that this twelve-wing master was hidden in the morning. This time, I guess there is any advantage to take."

Ding Wei, the founder of the Crime Guild, is also the owner of the "Weiwei Internet Cafe".

Lu Tao pushed open the glass door, and the heat wave rushed towards him. It was the hot summer. The damn ghost, the hot weather, was dizzy. He quickly posted the notice at the gate, turned around and went back to the second floor to enjoy the central air conditioner in the Internet cafe. His game was called "Sinful Sagittarius", and he was Ding Wei's best friend. There was still 30% of the shares in this Internet cafe belonging to him.

"You guys clean up this, we will close our business tonight. Oh, by the way, buy more bread, drinks, instant noodles, etc., call Lao Wang, who is wholesale food, and come back in twenty boxes, and ask him to give me a 30% discount." Ding Wei shouted, and several waiters with good looks nodded obediently and went to their own.

Originally, if the waiter opens the door and does not have a good appearance, it will affect the customers' mood online.

Ding Wei sat back in his seat with a cigarette in his mouth, and his black hand tilted his face and asked, "Brother Taotian, why do you want members to come to our Internet cafe? If you really want to hold an event, can't we command on the audio channel? I always feel that this is a waste of time."

Ding Wei shook his head, glanced at his own small Internet cafe, and said slowly: "He doesn't say it, I don't ask. Hey, do you believe it or not, I have a premonition? I have a premonition that something might happen this time."

"Big thing?" The dad leaned over his head from the other end and said in surprise: "No, boss, don't scare me, what big thing can happen?"

"Don't stare at me, your soldiers are almost dead!" Ding Wei waved his hand, and his dad immediately turned his gaze back to his screen in a panic. Ding Wei spit out a sip of smoke and laughed: "If it's not good, how could the master make such a big deal and throw 70,000 yuan into my account that day? He is a professional player. What can professional players take the initiative to pay out the money from their pockets? What might he do without profitable investment? Professional players, hey, professional players are just people who make a living by making a living by games, they are more sophisticated than monkeys."

"Then, boss, what should we do if you close the door?" Several young people on the side turned their heads. They were members of the Sin Guild and elite members.

Ding Wei said happily: "You guys are so anxious, let's stay together. Besides, aren't the brothers who come this time all familiar faces? Are they shy?"

The younger brother was joking: "It's not true, we're just thinking, if we could get a salary like those brothers, just think about it?"

"Fuck me, play with me and drink mine. You still dare to raise your salary to me. I will beat you if you believe it or not!" Ding Wei raised his fist, and the young people were in a mess.

Ding Wei seemed to have thought of something, put on his headphones and shouted: "Master."

"I am here!"

Zhang Mu was relaxing his spirit and his slightly sour hands. This was a continuous high-intensity battle after another, and a lot of soldiers would die if they were not careful. Dead soldiers were not a big deal, but if his soldiers died under these first-level jumping claws, how frustrated he would have to be.

"I have arranged the people and will arrive the day after tomorrow. What should I do next?" asked Taotian.

Zhang Mu took a sip of boiled water and smiled and said, "Simple. In the remaining time, you will teach them how to live a perfect first-level dungeon and accumulate troops as much as possible. Of course, don't let go of the construction of the main city, just like playing games normally, but be more cautious. Try not to attack wild monsters that can be beaten and reduce casualties. The most important thing is that they are strictly prohibited from entering the third-level map."

"You can't go to the third-level map by fighting dungeons and accumulating soldiers. Oh, master, that's all? There's no need to invite them all to my Internet cafe, right?"

"In 20 days, you will understand the reason why I did this. Haha, if we are lucky, we can still meet in reality."

"Oh? Master, you are coming too?" Taotian said happily: "If you come, I will definitely set up a few tables to welcome you."

"Brother, let's go!" The fat man's eyes burst out with flames of looking at him. Well, the evil flames of looking at him. He knew that Heizhe was Taotian's fucking sister, and he also knew that Heizhe's home was not far from Taotian's Internet cafe, and he also knew that Heizhe was sitting next to Taotian at this moment.

Zhang Mu used his left hand to block the fat man's movement of squeezing toward him, and smiled: "Yes, as long as everything is done as I say, we will definitely meet."

"Okay! After meeting, I will definitely invite you to drink!"

Putting down the microphone, Zhang Mu smiled and hugged the fat man's shoulder: "What, I'm crazy about the black hand?"

"I'm so anxious that I can't sleep at night! Oh, my cute little black hand, why are you always lukewarm to me..."

"You are lying with your eyes open. You are obviously very good at eating! Have you forgotten that you snatched the chicken leg that my aunt had picked up for me yesterday!" Deng Jie was about to hit the fat man as soon as she found an opportunity.

The fat man groaned: "You are a girl from every family. It's not good to eat too much meat. Be careful of swimming rings on your belly. You are a little fat and you still eat it. I'm doing this for your own good, do you understand."

"You! You are fat! I'm not fat at all!" Deng Jie clenched her fists in anger.

"Look at you, your face is round, but you still say you are not fat?" Zhang Mu has experienced the fat man's slutty mouth since he was a child. Now he is sandwiched between the two of them and can only smile and say nothing.

"I'm not fat at all, I'm only 45 kilograms, my face is naturally round, woo...you...you..."

As soon as Deng Jie's face began to turn red, the fat man immediately knew that this was the sign of the girl's crying. He hurried over to comfort him: "Well, I was wrong! I was wrong toothpaste Comrade! Isn't it okay to apologize to you? Hehe, I was joking with you just now. Look at you, I'm just now, I'm just running to three people, why are you crying like a child? Be more mature."

"Hey! Hey!" Zhang Mu laughed and scolded, and punched the fat man in the arm: "Is there anyone who said that? Why did he become a person who can be called San Zhang at the age of 23?"

The blush on Deng Jie's face faded a little, and she snorted: "That's right, fat man just can't speak! Warn you, don't say I'm fat! Besides, I'm fat, I'll tell my uncle and aunt that they can make vegetables every day!"

Zhang Mu pretended to be surprised and said, "Wife, don't, are you punishing the fat man or punishing me? I'm also a carnivore."

"Hmph, punish them together!" The little girl raised her head.

Small farces like this often happen in Zhang Mu's house, cursing and making trouble, seemingly quarrels, but in no time, everything will return to the original state. The relationship will only become deeper and deeper and more inseparable in the fight. This is called 'friend's happiness'.

Sadly, Zhang Mu never enjoyed this kind of happiness before he was reborn.
Chapter completed!