At level 130, Long Wenxuan was a little stunned, completely confused about what was going on.
He is also a little unbelieving.
Clearly penetration is enough, but in terms of damage, how can an invincible swordsman be worse than a charmer? Why did you die before you understood it
Long Wenxuan is also a veteran of playing games, but if he didn't figure it out for a while, he would never have the chance to figure it out again.
It's useless to even figure it out.
The gap of 20 levels is sometimes like a sky and an underground.
Now, he doesn't even have the qualifications for a head-to-head pk with Xia Qiu!
Manipulating the swordsman's inertial thinking to rush over.
But this time, the swordsman Fanxing died on the ground before reaching the charmer.
Didn't even last three minutes!
Get up again, this time, before rushing, I saw the face of the charming Tsinghua in white clothes and wide sleeves.
Within a minute, he fell to the ground.
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Slaughtering is like crushing ants to death.
When the advantage snowballed and died three or four times, Long Wenxuan already understood that he was doomed to lose this bloody battle.
But he just refused to accept it!
This loss is simply inexplicable, why is this happening
And he also recharged more than 60,000 RMB, and all the money was wasted? !
If you don't accept it, even if Long Wenxuan doesn't want to be resurrected, he will still appear at the resurrection point when the countdown is over.
This is a bloody battle, and there was no reason to stop it from the beginning.
With his hands off the keyboard, Long Wenxuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists tightly. The veined appearance proved that he seemed to be calm, but his heart was actually full of turmoil.
"Boss~ Isn't it time to pay wages today? My family is in a hurry, can you pay me first, I just sent the money back to my family in the afternoon."
"Get lost!" Long Wenxuan suppressed his anger.
The young man standing beside him turned pale and blue, bit his lip in embarrassment, and retreated with hatred.
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At this time, Long Wenxuan controlled the humiliation and embarrassment, and opened the message interface.
[Private Chat] Dong Wenjian: President, President! Go to the live broadcast platform quickly, or go offline directly, that bitch of Jiuge is live broadcasting on the platform!
[Private Chat] 134525345366: I'm sorry, President, I can't stay here any longer...
I saw the two at the top at a glance, and before Long Wenxuan read the news below, his whole body exploded with rage, and he almost fainted from the blackness in front of his eyes.
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!
It was still broadcast live, his tragic situation was actually broadcast live, how could he not know about those people, they must be videotaped.
The circle of online games can be said to be big or small.
If such a thing fermented, it would definitely affect his business.
After all, among the bosses in the circle, who doesn't know that Fanxing is him, Long Wenxuan
Resisting and suppressing, Long Wenxuan looked at the time of the private chat, it was already thirty minutes ago, and now it's done.
He clicked on the gang channel again.
The guild channel is full of reminders to withdraw from the guild, and rows of messages are all about withdrawing from the guild.
Sun Yuexing has a gang of 500 people, but now there are only less than 300 left.
On the screen, Swordsman has become a level 30 that is not as cute as a newcomer. If he wants to practice again, he must wait until the year of the monkey. Long Wenxuan has always played games to make himself famous and expand his studio business.
This time, just playing the game, he has poured in millions of dollars one after another. Now, Sun Moon Star is originally the most powerful guild with a good understanding. As long as he works harder, he can make a name for himself.