DNF Phantom Liver Emperor

Chapter 92 True!Get rich!

Lin Feng sat in front of the computer and remained calm for an entire hour.

It wasn't until 12:[-], when the fat man came online, that he brought Lin Feng back to his thoughts.

"Fuck!"

"Brother Feng, I heard that you won two out of three rounds last night against that silly dog ​​of Kuang Ye. I watched the video on the post bar!"

The fat man ran into the Internet cafe in shock.

"Hahaha!"

"It's not that I'm too good, it's that he's too rubbish!"

Lin Feng lit a cigarette and threw one to the fat man.

"You are so low-key!"

The fat man took the cigarette and didn't rush to light it. He looked at Lin Feng with joy and said, "Today, he was banned for 10 years, do you know that?"

"I know!"

"Announcements have been made!"

Lin Feng took a puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled a cloud of smoke with a smile.

Said calmly.

"This kind of sand sculpture must be sealed to death, or he will continue to be disgusting and get banned! It's very satisfying!"

"Yes!"

The fat man took the call.

"It's so cool!"

"When I watched the video, I was so angry that I trembled. This silly dog ​​is really a rascal, but knowing that he ended up in such a miserable situation, his account worth tens of thousands of dollars was gone, and I laughed out loud in my sleep!"

"It's hard not to laugh out loud!"

"Hahahaha! Let this sand sculpture die laughing!"

Laughter and laughter came out in the Internet cafe.

……

It's not just Fatty, the entire game is talking about this.

But what really made this matter hot again was not because of the title, nor how amazing Lin Feng's operations were last night.

Instead, a 15-level trumpet spoke against the sky.

"Trumpet" Crazy Little: Why did you give me a title?
"Horn" Crazy Little: Plan it out and explain it to me!
"Trumpet" Kuangye Xiao: It has been sealed for 10 years!I'm really a fucking family, I've paid more than 6 yuan!

"Trumpet" Kuangye Xiao: I owe a lot of debt now, and I don't even know what to do!Said you all mother!

……

Mad Master played a trumpet.

Still a fighter.

Then I opened some magic boxes, opened a lot of speakers, and the game started to play. At the beginning, it was still a posture of planning to die.

But soon, things changed.

"Trumpet" Kuangye Xiao: I beg you!
"Horn" Crazy Little: I beg you for planning!Unblock my tuba!I really know it's wrong!

"Trumpet" Kuangye Xiao: I don't have any money, I borrowed money, and there are loans, I'm just pretending to be compared, I know I'm wrong, can't I?
"Horn" Crazy Little: I beg of you!Master planners, can you unblock my account?

……

Start crying poor.

He also began to apologize and admit his mistake.

The aggressive posture just now was completely gone.

But unfortunately, planning doesn't play games.

Naturally, she will not return him.

Those who answered him were all the players watching the excitement.

"Trumpet" Phantom: Haha!

"Trumpet" Phantom God: It's okay, you can play another one, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, and it doesn't matter if you don't have equipment!

"Horn" Phantom God: Please beg me, I will take you to brush pictures!

The past of "Truma" is like wind: Fuck!Just launched, there is an annual drama to watch?How did you start begging for mercy?

"Horn" Dabao: A mangy dog, he can do anything!

"Horn" Dabao: Just now he was scolding the planner, but after I took a picture, I started begging for mercy, laughing so hard!

"Horn" Lonely Lamp: Zhennima Sand Sculpture!
"Horn" Lonely Lamp: The last time you lost to the prince, you should break the equipment. This will make you play for a few more days!

"Horn" bury love heart: If you don't play, get out!

……

Pieces of mocking trumpets began to flutter.

In the end, the mad man's mentality exploded again.

In the game, he started to be incompetent and furious, and sprayed randomly.

But no one cares about him anymore.

A level 15 fighter is nothing.

……

Lin Feng was even lazier to deal with this kind of stupid comparison, let the matter pass quickly, and don't affect his mood of playing games day by day.

Today is a difficult task.

It's almost 1 o'clock.

But I haven't brushed a bit of fatigue, and there are still 500 weapon pocket cans that haven't been opened, so I have to hurry up.

Glanced at the backpack.

1 "+12 Meteorite Knife".

2 "+12 Double Dragon Shadow Sword".

2 pieces of "+12 Judgment Blade-Kingdom".

2 "+12 Death Dance Step".

1 piece of "+13 Judgment Blade-Kingdom".

1 "+14 Double Dragon Shadow Sword".

1 "+15 Death Dance Step"

And a set of "+12 Soul Control Goddess Leather Armor Set".

Just considering the value of the weapon, Lin Feng made a rough estimate.

About 90 to 100.

+14 black light, the soul of sword that Lin Feng is going to leave for himself.

The other weapons, of course, are all sold, and it will take time, but they must be sold as soon as possible, because the sooner they are sold, the more valuable they are.

Start painting.

Brush the fatigue of the large red eye first.

It's a pity that the +13 crosses have returned to 0.

But compared to his own income, it is nothing.

Even if there is no 13 epic sword, the black light behind it will not be 14, and the death dance step will not be 15...

Simply put on the level 15 epic sword "Slaughter Blade". Although the level is not very high, the actual damage is still considerable.

……

Brush to 2:[-].

The fatigue of the red eye has all been brushed away.

The level has also reached level 44.

Just finished brushing the red eye fatigue, Wang Ziqiang swaggered into the Internet cafe, looking at Lin Feng excitedly.

Then he leaned over very mysteriously.

"Brother Feng, let me ask you something!"

Lin Feng raised his head and saw Wang Ziqiang's mysterious face, half a smile but not a smile, and suddenly felt a little flustered.

Especially, Su Qianqian didn't come.

Did he know what he did to Su Qianqian?
No way!
"Ha ha!"

"What is it, so mysterious!"

Lin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lit a cigarette, pretended nothing happened, and handed Wang Ziqiang one.

He took the cigarette, still full of mystery.

"Brother Feng!"

"I'm asking you, don't tell anyone else!"

"Do you know the planning in the game?"

"what?"

Lin Feng was stunned.

Also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Damn! This matter!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't answer directly, Wang Ziqiang was a little anxious, and continued to ask: "This matter is still small! You said last night that you should give that stupid dog a title!"

"Early this morning, immediately maintain!"

"Just block his account for 10 years!"

"Ha ha!"

"It's acquaintance!"

Lin Feng didn't lie, he really knew Xiao Wu.

Although Xiao Wu had some "misunderstandings" about Lin Feng's identity, many of the opinions that Lin Feng raised with him, as well as the activities in the subsequent editions, were very pertinent.

After all, it happened for real!

"really!"

"Fuck! Brother Feng, you are so awesome!"

Wang Ziqiang was full of excitement, but still lowered his voice, afraid that others would hear him, and continued, "I finally know why you have so many high-strength equipment!"

"It's all planned, sent to you, right?"

"Hahaha!"

When Lin Feng heard this, he was immediately happy, but he couldn't answer, so he could only vaguely say, saying:

"No, we can joke about this, but don't tell others, it's easy to misunderstand..."

　Thank you brothers for your support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)