Because it is impossible to predict what kind of battle pit the system has dug for them, it is said that they are discussing some things together, but it is just everyone cheering each other up, and the actual things are not said much.
Dou Rui had already sat back on his chair, with one leg on the beam of the chair, his hands hugging his knees, his body leaned back slightly, with a serious look on his face.
"People in our factions are fairly easy to distribute, and there will always be someone who can come out to lead them. The trouble is for individual players and small group players. Those who refuse to merge into a big faction either like to work alone, or they think too much of themselves. , it is difficult to deploy.”
"If you want me to say, everyone will be forced to join the faction in a while, and those who disobey will be killed." Sister Hua twisted her waist and walked towards Jiang Yan, spit out a smoke ring from her mouth, sprayed at Jiang Yan and frowned face, "Don't you think so, Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Yan calmly took a step to the side, dodging the smoke ring attack, and said gently: "This eldest sister, please stay away from me next time when you talk, okay?"
Sister Hua showed a smile that I understand, and squinted at Mo Xiaoyao next to her: "I know, I know, you are afraid that your tigress will be jealous, aren't you?"
Jiang Yan shook his head: "No."
Sister Hua didn't take it seriously, and asked perfunctorily, "Why is that?"
Jiang Yan's attitude is very sincere: "You have bad breath."
"You!" Sister Hua's face suddenly changed, how could she have forgotten how poisonous this guy's mouth is, why did she have to go up and talk to him.
However, after getting a warning from Bao Hong before, Sister Hua didn't dare to act rashly. She could only walk back to the original place with her high heels in resentment, staring at Jiang Yan and Mo Xiaoyao beside him with a gloomy expression. .
Sang Zishi, who had been playing the game, let out a "puchi" laugh, pressed the pause button, walked directly to Jiang Yan, and looked him up and down. The boy still showed undisguised admiration on his childish face: "Jiang Yan Brother, right? Playing games? I will lend you my machine to play."
As he said that, he handed his game console to Jiang Yan. Although it was a question, but obviously if the other party didn't answer it, he would immediately turn from happy to unhappy.
Jiang Yan looked at him steadfastly, with a mask-like smile on his face: "Sorry, I won't."
"That's it, it's so boring..." Sang Zishi's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he cheered up and looked at Mo Xiaoyao who was beside him, "Where is this sister? Can she play games?"
Mo Xiaoyao squinted his eyes, didn't speak, and turned around quickly in his mind, then stretched out his hand, motioning for the other party to hand over the machine.
"My sister knows, it's really amazing, what kind of game does my sister want to play? How about I help you choose? My handheld is awesome, it contains more than 1,000 games, I will definitely find a fun one for you."
Sang Zishi is like a lively big boy next door. He enthusiastically introduced his favorite plaything to his sister who came to visit. He quickly selected a fighting game, and then handed over the controller to Mo Xiaoyao.
"Sister, let's start. With me watching, it doesn't matter if you lose."
Mo Xiaoyao took a deep look at him, took the handheld, and found a sense of heaviness beyond the appearance of the machine, as if what he was holding was not a game console, but a solid brick.
So, this is a workout for your arms
Absurd thoughts flashed through his mind, and Mo Xiaoyao withdrew his thoughts, ready to play a game. She has calculated that when the enemy is in the face, these factions will not allow powerful people to kill each other, and the probability of danger in the game is almost zero.
Moreover, Jiang Yan had told her before that this Sang Zishi seemed to have always disliked Sister Hua, and now that he had just teased Sister Hua, he came up to invite them to play together.
No, maybe they didn't win over, it's just that this young man saw that they were pleasing to Sister Hua, so he came up to make friends, and by the way, he was angry with Sister Hua who was staring at her viciously.
If this is the case, Mo Xiaoyao is really willing to cooperate.
After pressing the START button, the game started, and Mo Xiaoyao felt in a trance for a while, as if he had been split into two people. One entered the game screen, and the other stood still holding the handheld and pressing the buttons intently.
As for Sang Zishi, who was standing beside her, there was actually a light blue connecting line between his hands and the handheld.
This is his skill!
Mo Xiaoyao suddenly realized that although she didn't know why she would cheat her, the game had already started, and the burly NPC on the opposite side was coming towards her aggressively.
Subconsciously put on a fighting posture, Mo Xiaoyao could feel his heart beat faster and his adrenaline increased rapidly.
Then, she heard Sang Zishi's voice coming from the ear of her standing body.
"Sister, go up, A is for punching, B is for kicking, and up is for jumping—this character is very easy to use, you can press the front punch quickly, and you can also rub out electric waves."
Mo Xiaoyao's feeling now is very strange, her soul is split into two parts, but they are closely connected. Outside the game, she pressed her front fist according to Sang Zishi's instructions, while in the game, she seemed to have realized something, a blue electric current naturally appeared in both hands, and it was aimed at the belly of the burly man. punch, knocking out a large chunk of his blood.
"That's it! Hit him! Sister is amazing!" Sang Zishi's admiration sounded out of place in the room where everyone was discussing business, but neither Dou Rui Douwang nor other faction bosses wanted to reprimand or The meaning of stopping, all chose to turn a blind eye and let it go.
Jiang Yan looked at the young man next door who looked like his younger brother, and his eyes were much deeper. There were not many cases that could make the bosses turn a blind eye and shut up. Or there is something special about him that makes people around him want something from him, so they all let him go.
Considering the current situation, Jiang Yan thinks it might be the latter.
Glancing at Mo Xiaoyao again, seeing that the other party was still concentrating on the game, Jiang Yan relaxed a little and devoted more energy to the discussion over there, but still kept part of his attention on Mo Xiaoyao. .
The game has already shown a one-sided posture. Except for the initial discomfort and a little pain after a few punches, Mo Xiaoyao is like a fish in water in it. She has fully practiced her fighting skills, plus the electric wave boxing in the game. The blood bar of the NPC big man was quickly emptied, leaving two letters of KO to indicate victory.
In the next second, Mo Xiaoyao felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her split soul jumped back from the camera, re-merging with the part she left outside.
The handheld device in her hand has been taken back by Sang Zishi, and Mo Xiaoyao put five fingers in her palm. She always felt that there was something different from before. Suddenly something moved in her mind, and she was surprised. He raised his head to look at Sang Zishi, but only saw the back of the boy walking back.
Sang Zishi's performance is very suitable for his age. It seems that he just ran to chat with the two people who hated her just because he didn't like Sister Hua. Now that I feel tired, I lost interest again, returned to my seat, plugged in the earphones, and lowered my head again to immerse myself in the game.
So no one could see the surprise that flashed in his eyes after seeing the score on the screen.
The meeting lasted for another half an hour before it was over. The leaders of each faction were going to gather their own troops and start dividing them into teams according to their abilities. And the scattered people and small groups left behind also went back to study how to form a team to maximize their benefits.
As for Jiang Yan, when Mo Xiaoyao was playing games, he claimed a small elite team. He was responsible for finding the team members himself.
After leaving the library gate, Mo Xiaoyao kept grabbing Jiang Yan's sleeve, and dragged him to his room. If it wasn't for the wrong time and the wrong person, Jiang Yan would almost have lost his mind.
After closing the door, Mo Xiaoyao took a deep breath and calmed down some nervousness caused by excitement. Then, in front of Jiang Yan, she stretched out her two hands and slowly clenched them into fists. Several blue electric currents instantly appeared on her hands, covering them with a "Zi Zi la la" sound. The whole fist.
Jiang Yan was extremely shocked: "This, this, what is this?!"
Mo Xiaoyao chuckled: "The things you missed."
Jiang Yan quickly calmed down: "The game console that Sang Zishi gave you? Can you learn skills in it?"
Mo Xiaoyao withdrew his fist and raised it in front of himself, as if admiring a unparalleled diamond, his eyes were full of admiration: "When I was playing the game, I felt my mind was split, part of it stayed on the boat, and part of it went into the game console. Then, according to the method he told me, I used this electric wave punch in the game, and after the end, I also learned it in reality.”
Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone was a bit dry: "It makes sense, why is he so jealous of Sister Hua? Part of it was obtained from him, so of course he must not offend at will. Anyway, it’s just a confrontation between words, just bear with it, except for Sang Zishi, no one is a child who can’t bear it.”
Mo Xiaoyao nodded in agreement with this statement, thought for a while and added: "I think his game console must be limited, otherwise he wouldn't tell me 'you don't have to be afraid if he's around', I guess he lost There will be a backlash in the game, with him as the master of the skill, it may reduce backlash or something."
"Yeah." Jiang Yan responded, held back for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and said sourly, "I knew I would play it too, who knew it was not an ordinary game. How good is this skill, At least I can do it... Isn't it just a fighting game, I played it when I was in elementary school, and if I go in and fight by myself, I may not lose... Can't the kid let me do it one more time? Even if you played it before It’s okay to ask me again after that…”
Listening to Jiang Yan's thoughts, Mo Xiaoyao shrugged his nose, um...it smells like lemon, it would be great if the windows could be opened for ventilation.