The cold wind howled, mixed with white feather-like snowflakes, pouring into the fat man's neck from the window, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Looking at the heavy snow falling outside, Fatty's thoughts changed in many ways.
Yesterday, the gang competition of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament officially ended. The final result given by the system was a draw, which aroused strong dissatisfaction from Jin Lin, and countless players even cursed for cheating.
"Everyone on the other side is dead, why don't we count as winners?" Coming out of the arena, Jin Lin, who is not Chi Zhongwu, shouted directly at the staff of Xinghuan Company in charge of the competition.
"How do you know that everyone is dead?" The person in charge is an executive from Star Fantasy Company. The specific position was introduced at the opening ceremony of the competition. Unfortunately, Fatty didn't watch it at that time and didn't know what he was doing.
"Isn't it the end of the world when everyone is dead?" Jin Lin said, his voice gradually lowered as he spoke, and his heart moved. Could it be that he hadn't hung up on the money yet
"This issue is a matter of personal privacy. It's not convenient for us to say more. I just need to tell you one thing, he is indeed not dead yet."
Faced with the dissatisfaction that Jin Lin is not a thing in the pool, and the doubts of countless players, the executive said this sentence with an absolute tone, and Jin Lin was not a thing in the pool and remained silent. There was no need to lie to him, let alone, what would happen even if he lied to him
As for why the fat man didn't die, whether it was a skill or a prop, everyone was speculating, but the fat man smiled and refused to say anything.
What a joke, if the scene of the mass grave deception was discovered, the fat man would not be able to bear it and walk away.
However, a draw was not an option. After deliberation, it was unanimously decided that the Family of God would win. The reason is very simple. If 13 people beat you like this and 100 people beat you like this, can you say you are better than others
Therefore, the final result of the gang competition was that the Family of God won the championship.
As soon as the results came out, some people were convinced and some were dissatisfied, but this could not affect everyone's mood. Players who were friends with the God's Family came to congratulate them one after another. Jin Lin, who was not in the pool, waved his hand and logged off directly.
After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, the fat man also went offline to rest. More than a month of boring tasks, coupled with these two games, even his strong body felt a bit too much.
Today is the competition award time. The top 100 in the individual group and the top 100 in the gang group will receive good rewards, especially the top three, who will also receive special rewards in addition to gold coins.
Before the awards, there are two more games, one is a follow-up individual challenge, and the other is a four-city ranking game.
Originally, Fatty wanted to challenge himself in a personal challenge to compete for prize money, but a phone call canceled his plan. A friend he had not contacted for a long time came to visit.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, covering the eyes of pedestrians, almost as much as the snow produced in the game with the God Destroyer Alliance. The fat man wore a singlet and sunglasses and stood on the roadside waiting for his friend to arrive.
Along with Fatty was Xiao Jian. He was not as cold-resistant as Fatty, so he wore a military coat to wrap himself up.
"You bitch, you won't come early, you won't come late, but you come here at this time, aren't you looking for excitement?" Xiao Jian cursed, kicking the snowflakes under his feet.
squeak. A white BMW made an unpleasant braking sound and slid dozens of meters away, stopping next to the fat man and the two. A bald man opened the car door and was about to get out of the car.
As soon as he showed his head, he seemed to be stimulated by the cold wind. He immediately retracted into the car and then got out of the car.
"It's snowing so heavily." The man got out of the car and didn't look at the two fat men. Instead, he stretched out his hands to catch the falling snowflakes.
"You are lucky. The first snowfall this year caught you up." Fatty and Xiao Jian came up and gave him a hug each.
"You are really lucky." The bald man patted his shiny bald head and sighed. "After several years of squatting in Africa, I have forgotten what snow looks like. This is the first time I have seen snow in several years."
The bald man, Cheng Xiong, Fatty and Xiao Jian's old friend, had to run out of the country after an accident and stayed in that ungrateful place in Africa for several years.
"Let's go for a walk in the snow. Let's be romantic." Cheng Xiong pulled the two of them and walked happily in the snow.
The two of them smiled bitterly, let Cheng Xiong pull them, and walked forward step by step in the face of the wind and snow.
"After that incident, you went abroad and I joined the army. Fatty even took Xiao Qian to change places." The three of them walked and chatted.
"Xiao Qian, should you go to college now?" Cheng Xiong chuckled.
"I'm warning you, don't make any bad ideas." Xiao Jian had a malicious look in his eyes. "Of course, if you think you can beat the fat man, you can try to provoke him."
"Let's forget about this." Cheng Xiong laughed and quickly changed the subject.
"Fat man, why don't you speak?" Xiao Jian glanced at the silent fat man.
"I remembered what happened before." The fat man took a deep breath and then spit it out. A stream of air cut through the wind and snow in front of him and shot out more than a meter away like an arrow.
"Exhale like an arrow? Have you practiced to this point?" Cheng Xiong's expression changed, and a layer of sweat beads appeared on his bald head. Snowflakes fell on it and immediately melted into water and dripped down.
"You're not bad either. It seems that you haven't lost your skills in the past few years." The fat man glanced at Cheng Xiong, then took a deep breath, made a fist with his right hand, and shouted loudly.
"open."
As soon as he punched out, the snowflakes in front of the fat man suddenly stopped falling, and then whirled and spun violently, forming a huge fist wind that rushed out more than ten meters away.
The ground was clean, with no snowflakes remaining within ten meters. It was cleaner than washing it with water.
"It seems I'm still not as good as you." Cheng Xiong sighed, his face a little sad.
"You're not bad either." The fat man patted Cheng Xiong on the shoulder. "By the way, you came at a really bad time today. Fatty has wasted at least several million on you. You have to make it up to me."
"No problem, brother has a lot of money now." Cheng Xiong said loudly, patting his chest, attracting contemptuous looks from several pedestrians nearby.
It's snowing so heavily now, it's the awards day for in-game competitions, and there are even more exciting challenges. There are very few people walking outside. Except for necessary things, almost no one wants to go out in this weather.
The three of them came to the bar. As soon as they entered the door, the fat man was stunned for a moment. A familiar figure sat with his back to the bar door, but it was Liu Lan.
"Why is she here? Didn't she play the game?" Fatty sat beside the two of them in confusion, paying attention to Liu Lan's actions from the corner of his eyes.
People like Liu Lan, who are beautiful and elegant, attract everyone's attention wherever they go. Within a few minutes of Fatty sitting down, several people came over to strike up a conversation, but they were all rejected by Liu Lan.
Liu Lan didn't do anything. She just drank one cup after another, seeming to be depressed about something.
"That, is your former general manager?" Xiao Jian followed the fat man's gaze and understood something immediately. "Speaking of which, you're a really good general manager. You're already a big boss. Don't you think about it?"