Doomsday Game Online

As time went by, a few minutes later, the team of mercenaries who were looking for the ballast were beaten out one after another, lying on the ground and wooden tables and benches.

The three Lin Ke stand in their positions.

Gene Wu gave a glance, and Claude's clothes were torn, and he was drinking and drooling--all contributed by the few mercenaries he vomited.

Link's head was scattered, and the stain marks on his fists and feet were not neat.

"One side is down, three seconds to countdown, three to two to one..." The bartender calmly finished the countdown: "The trio wins, the real-time odds are 1:3, buy the right one to get the money."

In the field for a while, the cheers of the press and the scolding of the wrongs rang out loudly. No one cares about the two sides who beat each other out.

Gene stabbed a big bald man beside his foot: "After the fight, you can get up."

The big man sat up with a painful face, rubbed his sour chin with his hands, the swollen Tianlinggai, and his aching stomach: "Fake! You shameless old wood, don't I want to taste a cigarette butt? Just do it."

Gene groaned, and the cigar butt in his mouth slapped twice, red light flashing, and another dense white smoke rising: "Labor and capital, this is the best cigar, cigarette butt is worth more than other rubbish. "

Having said that, he threw a cigar to the sturdy bald man: "It's not for sale. Go and play by yourself."

The bald big Han suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, and the bad luck just disappeared, just like pretending to be.

Well, it's true that more than half of it is pretend.

This kind of fight with no use of divine particles, with a simple fist, and no internal bleeding from the fracture, would be good for these rough-skinned mercenaries to lie down for a few minutes.

A few fallen companions beside him also touched: "Boss, click on it, let's try it too."

The big bald man was a little reluctant, but the fight just now came together.

In a sense, everyone was beaten collectively in exchange for a cigar. It is not good for him to monopolize it alone.

Relative to large teams, their small teams rely on fairness and loyalty to be stable.

Otherwise, once the task comes back, the subordinates will get the money and flash, no one will take the trash boss seriously.

In the entanglement, the bald man returned to their table, lit the cigar with a lighter, and took a deep bite by himself, and it was a wild and life-consuming practice—the kind of cigar passing the lungs.

Then this person's expression... it's hard to say a word.

Link was a little bit suspicious that Gene had mixed other "leaves" in privately.

Picking up a half glass of the wine he had just delivered from his table, Gene saw that Link was still looking at the bald head over there, he hehe laughed: "This is a high-end cigar, but that kind of ordinary cigar is really not for sale?"

Link thought about it, or shook his head: "You can try to produce some goods and cultivate the market. This is a luxury item, and I want to sell it openly, and the benefits are too great. It is not safe to rely on you alone, and it is best to solve the problem of old C. ."

Gene muttered dissatisfiedly, but did not object.

The key is not that he is not strong enough, but that he did not formally show up as an oracle.

Link didn't show up very much himself, so naturally he couldn't ask Gene to go to the top of mine.

Moreover, the identity of the oracle is too sensitive. Once a public activity occurs, all kinds of shit will follow one after another.

At that time, people and things closely related to Gene, including them, were highly concerned.

It didn't matter to Claude, there were rumors of an oracle, and he didn't like to hang around outside like Jean, and he couldn't find anyone who wanted to pay attention to him.

The business alliance, an organization that has just begun to develop, is hard not to be regarded as a harbinger of Gene's land grab.

Compared with the thick-skinned and hard-to-kill fighters, Genn, a high-skinned gunner, is more likely to be a target for others to kill.

When you meet someone with anxious personality, if you don't get it right, you will start a war of oracles.

Therefore, Link felt that it would be better to keep a low profile before Crowder recovers.

After recovery? Haha, the dual oracles who cooperated far and near, dare to fight the consequences of doing equivalent exchanges.

No matter how confident people are, they don't dare to say that they can pick two.

Find a helper to pick one out of two? Sorry, it’s not easy for this kind of guy with abnormal brains to produce one.

When he really encountered such a small chance event, Link also admitted, at most...find a way to kill the opponent.

However, Genn still said to Nunu over there, "This guy can be a distributor. This group of people under him are not very good at doing tasks outside, and they are very familiar on the ground of the base here."

Link looked over there.

The bald man was trying to snatch half of the cigar from his mouth, but he was hugged by the other brother and shouted "Big Brother, you are drunk", "Big Brother, come one more bottle", yelling with anger, and giving him a meal. Fisting and kicking, the younger brothers laughed and laughed, and they had to smoke two more "excellent cigarettes" that the boss said.

Link couldn't help but feel a little skeptical: "Look at Yazi, who doesn't seem to be too smart."

“If you’re too smart, you’ll find your own way, or you’ll get mixed up with the base management, who would be this kind of slack.” Gene spreads his hands: “Anyway, distribution doesn’t need too much brains. Be diligent, don’t be too smart. Just be greedy."

Link also thinks about it.

It really doesn't work. By that time, with an Awakening level authority device, the risk is almost zero.

That's right, the bald guy has the hairstyle of a strong man, but he doesn't have the strength of a strong man. It is estimated that he is born-there is no process of becoming bald, naturally it does not matter how strong he is.

After the three of them had a chat, they had another playful group fight, and finally they started talking about business.

Regardless of the shit past, or going to the outer domain is not a secret, so I will talk here.

And it's mainly the direction, and the details are of course negotiated with the terminal to make a perfect action plan.

The written action plan was only available after Link joined. Although Claude and Gene are literate, they used to talk and do it.

It was the arrival of Link, a "modern man," that gave them such a thing as a written plan.

They don't know how to do it anyway, at most they can take a few glances.

Link won't do it either. Just take back the real world and let the staff of the alliance serve as an intern.

The task assigned by the big boss, even if the conditions given are quite outrageous, must be done earnestly, without the slightest sloppy.

What kind of monster starts at the Awakening level, there are many extraordinary levels, and even the way to deal with the same level boss of the tree of mist should be considered. These appear out of the real world once in the real world.

But under the leadership of the big boss, they have destroyed the tree of dense fog once in Chicago, so it is not too strange to make an action plan.

Then take this plan back to the wilderness world, let Gene and Crowder look at it, and modify the unsuitable parts, then it probably works.

This kind of food is similar to eating for two old wilderness birds-even if they haven't eaten it before, they know whether it tastes good or not.

Being a cook is a technical job, and being a gourmet is a professional counterpart to two people who have traveled around the world.

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