I became Piktao’s elf

cactus country

As a savanna climate, it rained today.

The drizzle of light rain made a sound on the roof of the building. The sky gradually darkened and the lights inside the house were brightly lit.

On the shelf where five people were tied, a sad and lonely figure drank alone with a bottle of liquor.

The building faces south, implying Feng Shui.

It covers a large area, but is surrounded by trees and rivers. There are no other houses around it.

This compound is located in a deep mountain and old forest, like an isolated city isolated from the world.

Blue brick door cover, stone carved window.

It is hard to imagine that deep in the unknown jungle of the Cactus Kingdom, there would be such a Dragon Kingdom-style Chinese courtyard.

After passing through the concierge, the second door, and the front hall, there is a large patio with excellent lighting.

The complete courtyard structure is built in the deep mountains and old forests.

There are also many wing rooms on all sides, and loquat trees are planted in the middle courtyard.

The loquat tree is not tall, but it is old, and it should have taken root together with the courtyard.

It can be seen that his master is also a person who loves the culture of the Dragon Kingdom, or he may be a person from the Dragon Kingdom who has traveled across the ocean.

inside the house

The figure turned around, it was a middle-aged Asian man.

He took a sip of strong wine, looked at the five people who were tied to the rack with scars, and said softly: "There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it when she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy."

"The events of the past are like the present."

There was sadness in the man's eyes, but even so, it was not easy for others to get close to him.

He had an aura of dignity about him and was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, very old-school.

"Everyone has two faces, one is shown to everyone in the world."

"The other one is reserved for myself."

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand, and the bodyguard standing behind him immediately took a respectful step forward, bent down, and handed over a revolver.

He took out a bullet, inserted it into the loading slot and flicked it hard, causing the circular loading slot to rotate rapidly.

pat!

The man suddenly closed the revolver, pushed aside the firing pin and looked at Wei Tong who was standing aside.

"You are polite in front of others, but you are unruly and violent behind others."

Wei Tong was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything.

"This is good."

The man smiled and looked at the five people in front of him, "Tell me, why did you lose?"

The five bruised people tied to the rack were the four members and coach of the JRJ team.

They looked at each other, and finally the coach spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said respectfully: "Mr. Weirdo, this round... this round..."

The coach quickly began to review the game in his mind. Only then did he realize that regardless of whether Liu Bei had the best record in a set, he was still the losing team's MVP.

But the real situation of riding a horse is that he takes the blame!

At the critical moment of life and death, he ignored the sinister look in Wei Tong's eyes and said directly: "This game all depends on Wei Tong! He takes the blame!"

"You M-Fxxk want to die, right?"

Wei Tong walked up to him and was about to cut him, but the bodyguard next to Wei Tong held his neck, then threw him back and fell to the ground.

The coach quickly said: "It went well at first, against Li Bai's plan, but after the opponent jumped over the tower in the bottom lane, he didn't notice that An Lan wanted to kill Gongsun Li! In the end, Li Bai stole his head!"

"Then also in the middle. Li Bai knew clearly that Liu Bei had caught him, so he killed Zhang Liang when Zhang Liang was still in health and cooperated with Liu Bei."

"Then fight against Liu Beihong and the tyrant Liu Bei!"

"then..."

"at last..."

The coach was sweating profusely after finishing the whole game, and he looked at Mr. Weirdo with longing eyes.

This Asian man controls their life and death!

It's hard to imagine that an Asian man has such power in Cactus Country.

Weirdero nodded, looked at Wei Tong who fell to the ground, and asked in a calm tone: "Is that so?"

"He...he farts! Do you blame me for Gongsun Li returning to the city with his blood still intact and still visiting the store? As for the middle road, he helped me catch...me..."

Wei Tong spoke inarticulately, his thoughts were confused, and he was more afraid of the man in front of him.

Weirdino stretched out his hand to signal him to stop talking, and then looked at the lawyer behind him in suits and ties, "How is Wei Tong's value feedback?"

The lawyer said respectfully: "Mr. Weirdo, after our urgent public relations, Wei Tong's commercial value has only been slightly damaged. After all, it is just a peak competition. But the JRJ team has been reported by hundreds of thousands of people. According to the survey, 90% of The IP comes from Dragon Kingdom. The five major companies have accepted the application, and they should send people to our competition area tomorrow to investigate the backend and investigate the cheating and data modification."

"Oh... to investigate?" Weirdo smiled and lit a fine Cuban cigar, "Does that mean everything is fine?"

Anyone who comes to Cactus Country will feel helpless.

Or get lost in this sin city

Or, disappear without a trace.

He turned around, looked at Wei Tong and asked: "Before I came, you vented for an hour. Look at the five of them, how pitiful they are. Have you calmed down?"

"Calm down... Calm down..." Wei Tong lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of the man in front of him.

"Just calm down, come on."

The man smiled and handed him the revolver, "Russian Roulette, you go first."

As he said that, he looked at the other five people and said, "You six must leave something here."

He pointed in the direction of the courtyard, "My loquat tree is lacking some nutrients."

Wei Tong took the revolver with a fierce look in his eyes.

He took out a pen from his trouser pocket with his other hand and twisted the cap at the bottom of the pen. The pen was hollow.

Wei Tong raised his head and put his nose to the pen and sucked on it.

Weirdo just looked at him with a smile, from the first time he gave this thing to the young man in front of him, to now he begs for it.

Time flies so fast.

A few seconds later, Wei Tong let out a long groan of comfort, pointed the revolver at his temple, and fired two shots in succession with his finger.

Snapped!Snapped!

All byes!

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Fxxk! Fxxk!"

Wei Tong looked at the five of them with crazy eyes and smiled: "Who comes first?"

The five of them were heartbroken, but Wei Tong walked up to the coach leisurely and said, "M-Fxxk, go to hell!"

Snapped!

Blank.

"What a waste. You're such a waste! You're lucky!"

He walked up to the shooter, "M-Fxxk's Gongsun Li? Ah?"

boom!

Blood splattered everywhere! ! !

When the other three team members saw this, they breathed a sigh of relief even though they were scared.

After all, there is only one bullet in the revolver.

"Okay, the game is over. I hope you can develop well in other fields. Myboy"

Weirdero touched Wei Tong's head, took back the revolver and walked out.

A dozen heavily armed bodyguards escorted him away, while a few stayed behind to release the five people.

Two of them dragged the shooter away to feed the loquat tree.

The coach and the other three players sat on the ground, gasping for air, celebrating the aftermath of the disaster.

"Humph!"

Wei Tong gave them a cold look, turned around and walked out without making any further moves.

......

The next day

The JRJ team coach and all four players except Wei Tong announced their retirement and surrendered. The reason for retirement was.

[Colluded with the official backstage staff of Cactus King Pesticide to tamper with data to fight against the competition and lose, permanently retiring. 】

Surrendering is like surrendering to relevant departments, admitting that they are willing to go to jail for cracking down on match-fixing.

Among them, the shooter is missing and is said to be absconding out of fear of crime!

The JRJ team was fined 10 US dollars, and team captain Wei Tong cried bitterly when he held a press conference.

He didn't know if the other four would fake the match through outsiders, or if he would buy his side to lose and then the four of them would act like themselves.

Wei Tong said he was sorry for the fans who supported their team, but he promised to work hard.

Another "fair" decisive battle with An Lan in the World Championships!