Seeing the message from Brown, Pei Peize turned to Hu Luobei and said, "Look, isn't this delivered to your door?"
"It's easy to talk about, buddy," he replied.
When Brown saw the other party's reply, he thought it was some fan who wanted to attract his attention. He thought, this is easy to do. Nothing can stop him from getting the season toy! This is the season he won the championship, how could he not have a season-exclusive toy that will be out of print in the future
"Do you want autographed photos? How about sending you 10? Give me your address and the team will send it to you."
Pei Peize: "??? Dessert's brain is broken?"
Hu Luobei: "Huh?"
Pei Peize: "He asked me if I wanted an autographed photo, autographed photo? His? What's wrong? That champion is so inflated? Does the whole world like him?"
"It seems... that's it." Hu Luobei saw that the world in this server suddenly boiled, and kept brushing out a name. Then the elevator suddenly got stuck, and when the card came back, I found myself squeezed into the crowd by a large group of foreign players.
Pei Peize was still lying dead. His world was black and white. He could only see a sudden increase in players, but he couldn't see the information on the chat channel after his death. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"They're all Brown's fans. They're all around us." Hu Luobei broadcast the boiling world channel content to Pei Peize, and at the same time moved the character, trying to pull Pei Peize up from the ground. But there are too many people around, and the characters in the game cannot overlap. Pei Peize was directly resurrected outside the Dark Night City.
"Is Brown an idiot? He dared to go to the official server just after winning the championship?" Pei Peize cursed in a low voice, and clicked the application for joining the team that popped up in front of him.
"Dude, don't group me," he said to Brown. "You know who I am? Do you know what I want to do?"
Brown: "? Who?"
Brown is so angry, since he won the championship and asked the fans to be merciful and give him a chance to get the season toys, no fans have maliciously bid with him again. As a result, a bastard suddenly appeared today. If you're not a fan, autographs don't work. The tone of the chat is still unreasonable, who is this bastard who bid with him
Brown typed out a long string of letters that were both reasonable and angry, and just about to send it. The other party sent another message.
"I'm KILL, let's fight."
Brown: "Liar."
Pei Peize: "He said I was a liar."
Hu Luobei: "Why? Have you guys dated before? He knows you?"
Pei Peize shrugged: "It's not enough to know me, but it's possible to know the account. It must be that this gaudy Shamate account doesn't fit my temperament, so Brown thinks it's a liar at a glance."
Hu Luobei: "Then how do you tell him, it's getting more and more stuck. Wait a while, there will be more people, and the connection will be lost."
"As long as I don't move, I won't be disconnected—" Pei Peize's last word stuck in his throat, and he choked it back abruptly.
Disconnected from server...
Hu Luobei: "You fell."
Pei Peize took off the holographic glasses and wiped his face: "This is a bit embarrassing."
"Can you still climb up?" Hu Luobei asked him. Pei Peize said, "I'll try."
Hu Luobei let out a "hmm", opened the game mall and took a look at the mall coins on this account, there were actually quite a lot, enough for him to buy several private chat items. So he bought a microphone, keyed in Brown's ID number, and entered the text "KILL is offline, he is using a friend's account, you promise to fight him, and he will cancel the auction." After writing, Hu Luo North hit send.
This kind of private chat props for non-friends costs 30 yuan each. It first appeared to prevent ordinary players from crazy private chatting with professional players. After all, it costs money. Most people who are still rational will use their brains to think about it. There is a need for this. Moreover, there is a high possibility that the other party has turned on the shield. If the 30 yuan is spent, it is like buying two taels of air.
Hu Luobei also sent this private chat to Brown with the mentality of trying, who knew that Brown quickly added him as a friend.
"Hey? Who are you? In the past, KILL used this account to call me. That account with the same light pollution is really KILL? Why did he suddenly want to call me? I asked him out on INS before, but he refused me. Why? Suddenly figured it out today? And when will he be able to go online and cancel the auction?"
Hu Luobei glanced at Pei Peize, who still had a gray profile picture in the team list, and replied: "You can go back to the game server and wait for him to go online, or go somewhere else. This place is full of players chasing you, it's too stuck. "
Brown: "So, did I get him offline?"
Hu Luobei: "YES."
"I'm leaving and told him to cancel the auction, it's less than an hour away!"
As Brown switched routes and left, the outskirts of Darknight City gradually calmed down. Although there were still many players stranded here, at least there would not be crowds of people crowding several feet away. Pei Peize finally got back from being disconnected. As soon as I climbed up, I saw my friends' messages flickering frantically. Click on it and see that it's all from Brown.
"Hahaha, is KILL really you?" "You really want a Christmas tree." "I promised to duel with you, so go and cancel the auction!!!" "Why aren't you online yet?" "You Is it really that stuck?" "I told you to exchange mailboxes with me, so you don't need to cross-server to make an appointment." "Are you up?" "Not yet??" "My anniversary toy!" "Go online soon!" ah!"
Pei Peize clattered on the keyboard: "If you say one more word, your toy will leave you."
The good friend who was flickering frantically just a moment ago was suddenly as quiet as a chicken.
"Why did he suddenly believe it?" Pei Peize turned to Hu Luobei: "Xiaoluobo, have you contacted him?"
"Well." Hu Luobei said: "There are still thirty-seven minutes to close the black market auction. Calculated according to one step and three steps, you need to spend 10 minutes to enter Dark Night City, and then click on the trading bank—"
Pei Peize: "I hate cross-server."
Finally, two minutes before the closing of the black market auction, Pei Peize waited for the system notification: the auction was canceled successfully.
Brown sent a message: "I'm going to build the room, looking forward to the battle in a while!"
Not long after, the room number and password were sent over there again.
Pei Peize and Hu Luobei quit the game, logged into the room, and the ping value stabilized instantly. The dating room and the online game share a set of independent servers, so players from different regions will not have much difference in ping value when logging in, unless the player's internet speed is really terrible.
Brown is not alone, he also brought the entire MOON team up to the official players, down to the operation and other staff who are on vacation.
Standing in the middle of the ring, Brown waved his hands to Pei Peize and Hu Luobei: "Hey, let's start now? How about best-of-three rounds?"
Pei Peize: "Wait for a few minutes."
Brown: "OK."
Pei Peize knocked on Gao Minho, and Gao Minho fixed the live broadcast room for him, and even added a highlight reminder for the recommended position.
"Brother Pei, have an appointment so soon? Are you calling now? There may be a little less people because there is no warm-up." After Gao Minhao finished talking about the live broadcast room, he paused and continued: "Well, Pei Brother, Beibei really went professional with you?"
Pei Peize raised his eyebrows: "That's right."
Gao Minho: "Then, Beibei still remember me?"
Pei Peize: "I don't remember."
Gao Minho: "I don't believe it, I'm going to ask him face to face. We slept together before, how could he forget me."
Pei Peize: "You called the kindergarten nap and slept together? I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to beat someone up."
Pei Peize returned to the game and said to Brown, "It's time to get ready."
The two stood on the ring. Brown turned on the voice first, and while adjusting the equipment, he asked, "Hey, KILL, who is the person who operates the fox ears? Is it your apprentice? I saw him operate well just now."
What Brown saw was the operation of Hu Luobei jumping around the stands around the ring. There are some erected columnar patterns on the stands. Because the heights of these columns are scattered, the landing points are small, and the distribution is irregular, Hu Luobei's smooth jumping His actions can show his operational skills—at least, at least, he has reached a professional level.
Pei Peize took a look from the stands. Although Hu Luobei is very quiet in reality, he is an ADHD in the game, and he doesn't pick uncomfortable people. Not to mention that there are buildings for him to climb and jump in front of him, even on flat ground, he likes to jump, roll and backflip.
He smiled and said, "He is my little honey."
Little Honey —
Hu Luobei slipped his hand and fell off the pillar. He touched his slightly hot ears, and climbed up as if nothing had happened.
At the same time, the first batch of viewers poured into Pei Peize's live broadcast room. They may have missed Brown's question, but they heard Pei Peize's answer.
"Little honey? What little honey? Who? Who is my male god confessing to? Is it me?"
"That's right, I'm Little Honey."
"Blind, I heard dog food when I came in. This little honey is so sweet."
"Just came in, where is the class representative? Tell me what's going on."
"What's the matter with the name of this live broadcast room? Xing Sexy Killer kills people online??? Who picked it?"
"In front, don't you care who Xiaomi Tang is? If I remember correctly, that account is the account that God KILL used to log into the US server before."
"Who is Little Honey? Little Honey is me."
"As an old fan of K Rabbit, I press 100 cucumbers, and Xiaomitang is bunny."
"Did you miss the point? Look at who else is in the picture? It's Little Dessert Brown!"
"What do you want to say upstairs? Honey is Brown? No, I don't believe it!"
"This should be an appointment broadcast, why are the bullet screens so angry?"
"Brown: It's a movie of three people, but it doesn't have my name."
My brother is a chatterbox and entered the live broadcast room.
"What are you waiting for, the betting table is open, hurry up and place your bets. Get rich~"