DNF Phantom Liver Emperor

Chapter 25 Night in the Internet Cafe (4 more)
Opened the jar for another hour.

Lin Feng felt that his eyes could hardly be opened.

In a daze, a burst of drowsiness struck violently.

Red Bull added smoke, and it couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, I haven’t slept for more than 40 hours, and it’s high-intensity brushing fatigue, opening cans, and strengthening equipment, which is very depressing.

But Lin Feng didn't want to sleep.

Can't sleep either!

As the number one liver emperor in the universe, how could he fall asleep so easily?
After patting his own face, Lin Feng continued to open the jar.

"Dang bang dang bang bang~"

"Ding~"

Obtain "Inheritance: The Soft Clay Boots of the Goddess of Soul Control"

500 yuan into the account.

The money slightly stimulated Lin Feng's paralyzed nerves, and his heartbeat began to accelerate violently.

This feeling can refresh him, and it can kill him.

However, Lin Feng's hand speed has not weakened in the slightest, and his efficiency is higher and faster than yesterday.

Click on the black frame, click on the game window, and press the item shortcut key 1, there is no extra movement in the flow of water, and there is no waste of time for a second.

Lin Feng felt that his hands had become numb and lost the control of his brain, and they were operating completely mechanically.

Fortunately, it can save a little energy.

Disadvantages, I am afraid of leaving sequelae, stop Parkinson's!
Lin Feng felt faintly worried. Looking at the pile of heritage and pink outfits that soon filled his backpack, he cleaned them up again and threw them all into the warehouse.

The warehouse is also almost full.

For more than two hours, Lin Feng opened more than 300 pocket pots, which is already at the limit speed, and there are 500 more...

Still three full hours.

Lin Feng was a little bit about to cry but had no tears.

Now, it is already 2 o'clock in the morning, and I am afraid it will be open until 5 o'clock.

Heart does not hurt, liver hurts.

At this time, the fat man walked over slowly.

"Brother Feng, I can't take it anymore!"

"Going?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised, it was already at this point, and he couldn't sleep for a few hours when he went back. According to the fat man's previous habits, he would just stay overnight.

"Ok!"

The fat man rubbed his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Last time I dozed off, I cut vegetables and cut my hand, which directly affected my dungeon operations, and it took me a few days to recover..."

"It's not that I can't make it through the night. I have to chop vegetables tomorrow morning. I'm afraid that if I cut them again, it will affect my playing games..."

"..."

Lin Feng was speechless.

Fatty, as expected of you!

"I'm leaving!"

"Let's go! Go back to bed early!"

Lin Feng said helplessly.

Fatty has been working in a restaurant.

It costs 2800 yuan a month, including food and lodging, and the distance is not too far, because the fat man can chop vegetables and his skills are not bad. If he has nothing to do, he can help the chef.

So sometimes when he dozes off at work, I just turn a blind eye.

He is different from Wang Ziqiang.

Wang Ziqiang is a rich second generation. He spends money hard on games, uses the best equipment, recharges the most money, and concentrates on painting pictures.

In order to improve the customs clearance time by 1 second, you can charge [-].

But his understanding of the game is definitely not as good as Fatty's.

Fatty belongs to the kind of person who is very capable of studying, very serious, and has a research spirit, which even Lin Feng is ashamed of.

How true is it?

He can spend all night researching on the connection of skills, what skill to put on which map, how to position to clear monsters, and how to use the mechanism to maximize the output.

In order to improve the clearance time by one second, he was able to play a map for a week without fatigue, and he was so proficient that he could play with his eyes closed.

This is no exaggeration at all.

Fighting the bull-headed weapon king, the Kazhuzi Gatling machine gun kept killing the bull-headed weapon king, and passed the level without injury. It was the fat man who spent more than a week before researching it.

But sometimes, Lin Feng also felt sorry for him.

Or rather, feel sorry for yourself.

Put in the most effort and get the same clearance time as the boss.

He is called a master of technology and a master of drawing pictures.

The sadness behind it can only be understood by people like Lin Feng and Fatty.

So Lin Feng was lucky enough to travel back this time, so dreamy, not only for himself, he also had a wish, that is to make the fat man get better.

A good buddy of my life.

A good brother who breaks a piece of bread in half and takes a sip of Coca-Cola for one day.

Take back your thoughts.

Lin Feng glanced at the Internet cafe at this time.

There were a dozen others, most already asleep.

Wang Ziqiang lay on the table and snored.

There are only a few schools who are still playing games with all their strength.

I have to say that the young guy is anti-making.

Finally, Lin Feng moved his gaze to the last row of computers, which is the most inconspicuous position in the entire Internet cafe.

Su Qianqian also seemed to be lying on the keyboard, falling asleep.

Lin Feng stood up, stretched himself, put on a coat, and walked over.

The computer is still on.

Holding the +12 Yulong Benlei Rod in his hand, he was standing at Hutton Marr.

There are also team invites.

There is also a chat window.

It is also a tactic.

Soul of "Private Chat" Tactics: I envy you so much!
"Private chat" combat method の soul: Did your boyfriend help you?
"Private chat" Su Qianqian: I don't know either.

"Private chat" Su Qianqian: Haha, I want to use this weapon to blow his dog's head off!
"Private Chat" Su Qianqian: Hahahaha!
……

At this point, Su Qianqian fell asleep.

Lin Feng saw the chat window in the game.

Someone asked her: Did your boyfriend do it for you?

She replied: I don't know either.

What does it mean?
Lin Feng frowned.

Is this a positive answer, or is it vague?
Lin Feng carefully sat next to Su Qianqian.

This little girl fell asleep on the keyboard, and she slept soundly.

The body is slightly curled up.

The legs are also clamped.

Because the temperature of the air conditioner in the Internet cafe is a bit low.

Su Qianqian was wearing a white T-shirt. When she lay down, her navel and small waist were slightly exposed, and she was wearing tight denim shorts, although she was still wearing white silk below the knee.

But it's the same as nothing.

It's no wonder it's not cold in such a dress.

Lin Feng put his coat on Su Qianqian slowly.

But at this time, Su Qianqian suddenly moved.

"Hmm~"

She shrank into Lin Feng's arms.

This was indented by herself!

Lin Feng originally planned to put on his coat and leave, but before he put it on, Su Qianqian hugged him. When people are cold, they instinctively look for a warm place.

Lin Feng couldn't help hugging her tightly.

At this time, in the Internet cafe, there were only sparse keyboard sounds.

The lights in the last row are a little dim.

Lin Feng hugged Su Qianqian like this, curled up on the chair, smelling the fragrance of the girl's body, Lin Feng's drowsiness gradually came over him.

This feeling is very comfortable.

"Hmm~"

Su Qianqian yelled again in comfort.

Lin Feng opened his eyes again, only to see that Su Qianqian was staring at him intently, curled up in Lin Feng's arms with just this movement.

There was no trace of resistance.

Seeing this, Lin Feng became more courageous, and hugged Su Qianqian completely in his arms, as if he was hugging a sleepy kitten...

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