In the end, Lai Fu did not take away the gold medal of the ball. That thing was of great significance to other apostles and was something that other apostles envied, but it did not do much to Lai Fu.

If someone throws it in his backpack, the person who picked it up will definitely think that he has lost something good.

But what the hell was the first Apostle Games!

At this time, the sports meeting was over successfully, and everyone basically participated.

Whether you have gained or not, at least you have had a lot of fun and have worked hard for honor. The Keda Duck Gotha who almost ran to death, the giant wild boar Usopp who was directly killed, and Nicole who stumbled towards the food, all left a deep impression on everyone.

Although Laifu didn’t get a gold medal, everyone knows that it was the one who organized the sports meeting.

It once again established an omnipotent image in the minds of the apostles.

Seeing the apostles playing around in the sports hall that had not yet disappeared, Lai Fu made up his mind to build an apostle sports hall and to expand entertainment projects and build Shuke Island into an amusement park for the apostles.

Of course, it is impossible to customize it from the system at one time.

It is estimated that tens of millions of real coins are not enough. It operates a monster chat group to make the apostles use it. Even if they have a deep friendship with the apostles during this process, they will not be able to spend so much money on the apostles.

The blood-colored battle flag obviously needs more money.

"Who did it?" Su Mo came back from the hotel and said this to the beginning.

Everyone fought hard, and this guy disappeared for two or three days. Inexplicably, he asked everyone to buy food in the middle. If it were ordinary people, they would have slapped him.

Fortunately, there is a blood-colored battle flag here, and Yun Fei and others are Su Mo's life and death brothers.

Yun Fei shook his head and said, "There is no way to be sure. The participants are very complicated. Look at these people, they belong to a guild, but this guild is in name only and has never organized any guild activities. There are also these people who are from a mercenary group that specializes in helping people with tasks. These are casual players and are quite famous..."

"In other words, the people targeting us in recent times are all messy people and are not organized, right?" Su Mo frowned and checked the information of these people.

"Yes, they have almost no intersection or commonality." Yun Fei said.

Recently, there seems to be a force targeting the blood-colored battle flag everywhere. The leveling point that the blood-colored battle flag will be ambushed by them, the mine caves captured by the blood-colored battle flag will be impacted by them, and the bosses who are interested in the blood-colored battle flag will be disturbed by them.

Although the loss is not big, it is a headache to continue like this.

So far, more than forty brothers have lost experience in conflict.

Su Mo has been busy with the Apostle Games these days, so he can't find time to deal with it. Now he has freed up his hands, but he still has no way to start.

Targeting is bound to be targeted, but the person who attacks is very careful or clever, so people cannot notice it at all.

"I let everyone scatter the leveling, the efficiency will be a little worse, at least safe. In the group yesterday, hundreds of people rushed over. If we hadn't used to a habit of placing secret whistles, there might have been more than just such a small loss." Tian Dazhuang sighed.

No matter what they do, they like to let people keep watch. There are few people secretly whistle, and at least six people in a group are on duty.

The shifts in turn every hour have little impact on the leveling of the Sentinels.

"Cangjia said it was done by the Temple of the Gods." Yun Fei interrupted.

"The Temple of the Gods?" Su Mo asked in a spirit and said, "What do you think?"

"It's possible, but Cangjia may also be in the east of the disaster. The Temple of Gods is currently fighting with the Gods at dusk. The Gods at dusk are under great pressure and are looking for allies everywhere, so..." Yun Fei shrugged.

"So, it may not be true." Su Mo fell silent.

"It may also be true. I analyzed the style of the temples of the gods. They rarely forgive those who offended them, and we are obviously not within their forgiveness." Yun Fei said.

"It seems that the last time we joined forces with Ragnarok, there were sequelae." Su Mo had nothing to regret, and he had similar psychological preparations before he did it.

"Then let's help Cang Jia again?" Tian Dazhuang asked with uncertainty.

"I'll go and talk to Teacher Cang first." Su Mo said it and did it. He soon made an appointment with Cang Jia and invited him to the bar for a drink.

If it were ordinary people, there would be no chance of getting Cangjia. After all, they are now happy to be in a fight with the Temple of Gods, so how can they play the role of approachable people?

But Su Mo is different.

In Cang Jia's eyes, Su Mo was not an ordinary person or the president of the ordinary guild. Anyway, he had never seen anyone who could make the Temple of Gods give up halfway. In the battle of Lion Camel Ridge, the Temple of Gods was not the face of failure in the failed place.

"Don't be fine, no matter how many days I contact you?" Cang Jia came up and put his arms around him.

"I'm busy with other things. I heard that you're fighting with the Temple of Gods these days." Su Mo didn't mention the harassment of his guild. At least that's not a big deal. He only died for more than 40 days after he went to bed.

"Yes, I was beaten out of the sky." Cang Jia was not embarrassed at all.

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, there is nothing to cover it up. Moreover, it's not a day or two that the Gods are being crushed by the Temple of the Gods at dusk, but things are always moving in a good direction.

Looking back at the time, at Dusk of Ragnarok, several players who were unwilling to be bullied gathered together. The Temple of the Gods didn't take them seriously at all, but now they can wrestle with the Temple of the Gods. The Temple of the Gods could not take care of themselves, so what could he have to hide?

"Do you need help?" Su Mo asked.

"Would you like?" Cang Jia was surprised: "I looked for Boss Tian before and said that the temples of the gods were dealing with you, but he didn't believe it."

"It's not a question. The real question is like you. Many people have been in trouble these days. We have killed 300 or 400 people, and we have only lost less than 40 people. What do you think this is a question?" Su Mo chose to speak with numbers.

In fact, the blood-colored battle flag did not kill so many people, only a hundred of them.

So he was completely serious nonsense and bragging.

"What do you want?" Cang Jia was still very good at asking the Blood Battle Flag to help for free, and to deal with giants like the Temple of the Gods. He and Su Mo did not have such a good relationship.

"My eight hundred brothers will collect you two million real coins." Su Mo offered a price.
Chapter completed!