Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Wen Li went back to Mingcheng during the last two days of National Day, and went straight to the club after returning to Beijing.

This is a good place to rest.

As soon as Lu Ziyin arrived, he saw Wen Li with his legs resting on the e-sports table, playing mobile games on his phone. He took out his phone and moved over.

"Master, take me with you."

"Teaming up? Oh, I'm just missing a four-person team."

Wen Li was still forming a team in the game hall, and before it started, Lu Ziyin quickly logged into the game and sent a friend request to "Wild Sow".

The moment Wen Li passed him, Lu Ziyin felt that his life was almost complete. Although Wen Li had already joined STO, he was already the "only three" friends of her new account 'W'.

But he hasn't been able to add Wen Li's private player account yet.

He has been chasing this account for a whole year and has applied to become its friend for a year but has not been able to do so. It has already become his obsession.

"Now I'm finally legitimate."

Lu Ziyin was so excited that he hugged the Black General's head and beat it up.

General Black yelled at him madly.

Wen Li glanced at him, confused, what a mess.

After entering the game,

Lu Ziyin then realized that Player No. 2’s ID looked familiar.

Isn’t it his lovely little nephew Lu Jingyuan?

Lu Ziyin immediately opened the microphone: "Little Jingyuan, follow uncle closely, uncle will take you to eat chicken~"

After annoying Lu Jingyuan, Lu Ziyin took another look at the ID of player number three, which was a string of random letters.

"Master, who is number three? Is he your friend?" he asked casually.

Wen Li didn't say anything and parachuted out.

After Lu Ziyan landed and killed a lot of people, he gave all the good things to Lu Jingyuan, then stuck to Lu Jingyuan's game character all the way, tricked Lu Jingyuan into getting into the car, took people around the map, and finally brought back a sniper rifle for Wen Li.

"Master, I've always wanted to ask you, how did you get to know my fifth uncle?" Lu Ziyan asked Wen Li while teasing the little guy.

"Aren't you afraid of my fifth uncle?"

Wen Li didn't want to say anything, so she ignored him for a long time.

Her mind was blank. On her birthday, Lu Xixiao appeared without warning in ill-fitting clothes. She then glanced at Player No. 3 who was very close to her in the game and operating a half-human machine.

He started to talk nonsense: "My dog peed all over your fifth uncle, so I paid him with his clothes. That's how we met."

She spoke in a casual tone, neither fast nor slow, and sounded very serious.

Upon hearing this, Player No. 3 turned to look at her, and controlled the game character to walk in front of her, facing her directly.

Player Three shot her twice.

However, shooting between teammates in the mobile game does not cause damage.

Wen Li looked at his actions and curled the corners of his mouth lazily.

"What?"

Lu Ziyan looked at the black coal balls on the ground in disbelief and couldn't help but admire them. They were too brave.

After shooting her, Number Three immediately put away his gun and threw her two bottles of painkillers, two medicine bags and a bottle of energy drink.

It was probably all his belongings, even the bandages, that he gave to her.

Then he typed: "Hand error, misfire."

Lu Ziyin didn't pay attention to the interaction between the two and asked sincerely, "My fifth uncle is so clean, how could he not kill the dog by himself? And he even became friends with you, Master. It seems that my fifth uncle and your dog have a special relationship."

After hearing this, Wen Li turned his gaze away from the game character No. 3 and looked up at Lu Ziyin who had a serious expression on his face.

After sizing him up with a complicated look in his eyes, he said, "I don't understand why they say you're stupid. I think you're incredibly smart."

It was rare for someone to praise his intelligence, especially since this person was a great god he admired. Lu Ziyin said happily, "Hehe...right?"

Fu Qing, who was behind the monitor, suppressed a laugh and poked his head out: "Our deputy captain isn't stupid, he just has a strange way of thinking. You'll just have to get used to it."

Player number three took out a Molotov cocktail and aimed it at Lu Ziyin's game character.

Before throwing the Molotov cocktail, someone off-screen said to Lu Jingyuan: "Jingyuan, stay away from your uncle."

"Yeah." The little guy controlled the character with his little hands and walked away.

Number Three threw the Molotov cocktail.

In the end, I didn't know what went wrong and I burned myself.

Number Three: …

Lu Ziyin looked back, puzzled: "Brother, what are you doing? Why are you burning yourself?"

Lu Ziyin ran over and helped the man up.

Wen Li, who witnessed the whole process, suppressed the corners of his mouth.

"Dude, this is your first time playing this, right? Be careful throwing those Molotov cocktails, you could easily burn yourself."

"Let me show you."

"Hey, where are you throwing the grenade? Grenade can hurt teammates, don't throw it at me."

"What do you mean, no buddy? Did you do that on purpose?"

"Why did you blow me up? Can you have some manners?"

"Believe it or not, I will report you when we get out."

Looking at Number Three who was constantly chasing him, Lu Ziyin was baffled, thinking he had encountered a player with no manners.

Looking at No. 3 who was starting to pull out the mines again, he pulled out the mines first and blew the other person down.

"Are you going to blow up your teammates? If not, I'll help you up."

Lu Ziyin stood in front of Number Three, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his stomach.

He raised his fist and started beating No. 3.

"Are you still going to bomb? Are you still going to bomb? Are you still going to bomb?"

"Little boy, speak up, are you going to explode or not?"

Lu Ziyin looked like a bully who bullied the weak. He was so arrogant that he almost stepped on the other person and laughed out loud.

"I can't cure you anymore. Little Jingyuan, don't save him. This guy has no manners. We don't play with people who have no manners."

He turned around and confirmed with Wen Li, "Master, this number three isn't your friend, right? Lu Zhao, right?"

Wen Li: "Together."

Lu Ziyin: "Ah?"

He was a little embarrassed and muttered, "Master, you still have such a bad and uncultured friend..."

Wen Li continued slowly, "Your fifth uncle."

Lu Ziyin looked up at Wen Li in horror.

"……who?"

His voice changed and his head was buzzing.

Wen Li looked at him with an expression as if he was enjoying a good show.

Word by word: "Lu, Xi, Xiao."

Lu Ziyin was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the screen where No. 3 was rescued by Lu Jingyuan and was standing there motionless, staring at him.

His scalp was numb.

He could feel the pressure from his fifth uncle even through the screen.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his fifth uncle's health bar, which was emptied of blood after he blew it up.

He had just punched his fifth uncle and said some outrageous words. Even though it was just in the game, it was still scary enough!

Lu Ziyin wanted to die.

In his eyes, the righteous game character was scarier than a ghost. His brain was not working, but fortunately his muscle memory was still there.

So he immediately lay down on the ground, crawled all the way to the feet of No. 3, and handed all the mines to the other party.

Then he exited the background directly, turned off his phone, locked it in the drawer, pushed off the floor with his feet, and the gaming chair slid two meters away from the drawer.

All in one go.

He stared at the drawer and swallowed.

Then he stood up suddenly and walked out like a dazed soul.

Just bumped into the aftershock of the door.

Yu Ji pulled him back: "It's time for training, where are we going?"

Lu Ziyin's eyes were out of focus: "I'm going to seek psychological counseling."

Yu Jin looked at his frightened face and revealed a worried look: "Why do you want to seek psychological counseling? What's wrong with you?"

Lu Ziyin grabbed Yu Jin's arm in fear.

"I'm done, crucian carp. I've developed a psychological trauma about this game and I can't play in the competition anymore." Lu Ziyin was about to cry.

Yu Han frowned.

I was just about to ask something else.

Wen Li watched the fun without thinking it was a big deal: "Is it that serious? It's just a game where you sacrifice your family for the sake of justice. If you don't like it, I'll ask your fifth uncle to apologize to you."

It's okay if she doesn't say it.

The phrase "sacrifice one's own family for the sake of justice" scared Lu Ziyin so much that his legs went weak.

Fortunately, Yu Jin grabbed him in time.