"When I stink your songs, you'll have to sell me for a thousand dollars!"

With a sinister smile, Zhu Cheng dials the phone and starts to contact the water army, preparing to do something on the Internet.

He would rather throw money to the water army than add a little more money to such poor students!

When Li Yun shut down his microblog, his number of fans had exceeded 100000. Some people contacted him and wanted to buy the copyright. But because Zhu Cheng's offer was too low, Li Yun didn't trust the transactions on the Internet, so he ignored them and directly closed private messages from strangers.

After turning off Weibo, Li Yun opened a game he loved to play in junior high school.

Underground city, referred to as toxic milk powder.

Once he was also a rebellious teenager. When his grandfather was still there, he often slipped out of the Internet and indulged in the underground city for a long time.

However, after his grandfather died, Li Yun grew up at night, quit the Internet, and took on the responsibility of being the head of the family.

"My number is still there."

Li Yun boarded the game, saw the familiar four "Red Dog" occupation, can not help feeling next.

Dungeon is a game with fatigue limit. He can only play one novel. He thought it was not enough to play before. He opened three similar professions and played the same copy tirelessly.

Now, it's ridiculous.

"I make you paralyzed, and the white hand on the opposite side is hanging up!"

Just when Li Yun revisited the original feeling, Wang Houliang, who was not far away, angrily scolded and attracted the attention of the Internet users in the Internet bar.

"Hang up?"

"Which forces 1v1 to open in the arena?"

"Grass, if you find it, you must beat him up!"

The public were indignant at the evil behavior of Kaihang and scolded one after another.

The so-called open hang, refers to the use of external plug-in to modify game data, to achieve the purpose of breaking the balance of the game.

For example, if the power is changed to 9999, a person can be killed with one knife, such as locking blood invincible, the opponent can't kill him completely, or modify the range of skills to turn into full screen attack, etc.

"It's Lao Tzu. How about it?"

At the time when the crowd was swearing, he stood up from a position near the window. A young man with yellow hair yelled angrily: "who dares to have an opinion? Stand up! "

Net bar neidun quiet down, this yellow haired youth is obviously mixed society, a face fierce appearance, ordinary people how dare to provoke him?

"Paralyzed, a bunch of rubbish!" Huang Mao looked around fiercely for a week and spat on the ground. "I'm playing a game. You're still pointing. Are you impatient? Grass

Then he pointed to Wang Houliang and said, "you are lucky to be beaten by Laozi. Do you understand? I'm worried. I'll find you PK between me

Wang Houliang was angry. Now he was so excited by Huang Mao that he immediately blushed and his neck was thick. He retorted angrily:

"is it reasonable for you to open up? When my brother doesn't exist? "

All of a sudden, several students who played well with him stood up and looked at Huang Mao like a threat.

Li Yun insidiously says, this kind of social youth makes friends widely, absolutely can't be a person to the Internet bar.

Sure enough, Huang Mao sneered. From the Internet cafe, four or five young people dressed in flowing clothes were also standing up. Each of them looked at Wang Houliang and others with a funny expression.

Seems to say: Little fart boy, want to fight with us, you are still a little tender!

"You want to go out for a while, and have a live PK? Make sure you're happy Huang Mao laughed.