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Chapter 9 Silver Bureau, you can make money if you have it~ I'm about to sign a contract](1/2)

Wang Longqin knew very well that the strength of players in the Silver Battlefield was far stronger than that of computers in the Silver Battlefield of their school.

Among them, many powerful anchors in Macheng will come here to create materials, and of course there are also many agents who will help some rich young men to upgrade their entries.

The water in the Silver Battlefield in Area 93 is not as deep as ordinary.

But when Wang Longqin looked at the school uniform, crossing her legs and operating inappropriately, she heard another voice in her heart: Masters are so ungrateful.

In the game,

The altar is surrounded by wetlands with water, and there will be sounds of stepping on water when walking. At this moment, the game character controlled by Tong Shangwu is still a road away from the altar.

According to what Wang Longqin thought, standing on the slope on this side of the road, firing a black gun is the safest idea.

But obviously, Tong Shangwu planned to stay here at all.

While running forward, he pulled out the ak-47 from behind. Before Wang Longqin could see clearly where there was someone, she listened to Tong Shangwu shooting two shots and shot down a player.

Tong Shangwu walked up to the lying player, and did not rush to re-fire the gun, but took out a crowbar and waved it backwards, opened all the voices, lowered his voice:

"If you are eliminated now, you will lose points. Ask your teammates to save you."

The player lying on the ground was obviously stunned. Looking at the player in the pink girl suit, he said delicately:

"Brother, I'm a solo row. Can you not eliminate others?"

The incident happened suddenly, and the girl didn't even see the id she knocked down. She hurriedly typed in the teammate group for help while trying to get Tong Shangwu's game id.

"Brother, you are so awesome. Can you take me to score after this game? Can I add your friends when I go out?"

Wang Longqin looked at Tong Shangwu's method of surrounding the attack and aiding, and couldn't help but nodded secretly. As expected, history classes were not in vain, and classic battles could be learned and used.

When Tong Shangwu heard this mechanical female voice, he immediately realized that this was a shemale pretending to be a girl, and said in a low voice:

"For the brothers from the chicken-eating industry, the people in the martial arts world give them 15 nicknames.

Below is the man Ge Jiu who was handsome every morning!”

Wang Longqin listened to Tong Shangwu's voice and immediately sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

Even though he wanted to teach Tong Shangwu a lesson with integrity, he thought that this was his account. Once the ID was exposed, there would be trouble, so he simply shut up.

The girl with a delicate voice was dull for a moment and said in confusion: "Little brother, these are 14 words."

Tong Shangwu smiled and echoed: "You are not addicted to my appearance, but you actually like numbers. Then listen, how many bullets did I use?

If you answer correctly, I won’t eliminate you.”

"Da da da da da da da da da da da!"

Two shots in a row, the girl paused, and two teammates who came to save her fell to the ground.

At the beginning of the game, the first player to be eliminated will face high penalty points, and the girl's obvious voice is panicked:

"Brother, you used six bullets. You promised me not to eliminate me!"

Tong Shangwu grinned, and this smile fell into Wang Longqin's eyes, which made him feel a little more dangerous to Tong Shangwu.

"Big brother, next time I come out to play games, don't pretend to be a woman. I hate shemale the most in my life.

besides,

You answered wrongly, I used nine bullets.”

"Da da da da da."

Three long shots, and the three people in the center of the altar emitted a burst of green smoke and turned into wooden boxes.

Shemale?

Wang Longqin was suddenly stunned. He had heard a long time ago that in order to improve the strength of students, some schools would use voice changers to let their students pretend to be sweet-sounding loli and enter the silver battlefield where players face in order to get guidance from the great gods.

I didn't expect that this legendary thing would appear in front of me.

He stood up and glanced at the id of Tong Shangwu's eliminated character: Ai Ya, I want to eat chicken!

Ai surname?

Is it a coincidence?

Isn’t the principal of No. 1 Middle School also the surname Ai?

Wang Longqin looked at the tea in the cup, and a piece of tea suddenly turned around.

The tea leaves are overturned and the disaster is hard to come. Then they are broken and then they are oaths.

The songs of childhood sounded in Wang Longqin's ears, and he couldn't help but recite silently: "Fethical superstition is not acceptable, it is not acceptable..."

at the same time,

Marc City No. 1 Middle School Athletic Room,

There was a sound of a stool hitting the table.

Ai Zi, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, pushed open the door of the competitive room, looked at the messy ground without any anger, comforted the hysterical man and said:

"Haotian, it's just a test, don't be angry."

The three people who didn't even dare to show off their anger looked at the principal's wink and hurriedly left the competition room.

"The silver battlefield is so terrifying. We were actually killed instantly?"

"Yes, 150 meters away, three shots at the head, no wonder Song Yuncheng said that the school's silver battlefield is full of garbage."

"In the past, our team could last so long because Ai Haotian could get a sniper rifle at the first time. Although he was good at sniping, once he did not have a sniper rifle, he was just an ordinary person. The strongest among the first ones is Song Yuncheng."

As elites of No. 1 Middle School, the three of them seemed to have been smoothed out by the battle and left with a sigh...

Ai Zi patted her son's back and said softly:

"Didn't Mom tell you that there are many monsters in the real silver battlefield, and you don't need to be so angry because of a defeat."

Ai Haotian looked at the voice-changing microphone that landed on the ground and turned to look at Ai Zi and said:

"My voice was exposed."

Ai Zi changed her face instantly. This voice change device was the secret of Shemacheng No. 1 Middle School.

Over the years, she has selected the best students, entered the silver battlefield through the vocalizer, and used sweet voices to attract the strong men of the Silver Bureau of the society to lead the students.

On the one hand, it can make her students stable in their scores, and on the other hand, it can also increase their students' tactical literacy.

No matter how strong the Bronze Bureau is, it is still bronze.

The boss of the Silver Bureau has completely different views on the overall situation of the battle.

But now, Ai Haotian has been exposed by players. If he is used by someone with a heart, the No. 1 MLB will be pushed to the focus of public opinion.

This kind of behavior of being led by someone will definitely be on the hot search, and she doesn’t have to buy any of them!

At that time, No. 1 Middle School will face punishment from the Education Bureau, doubts from parents, rejection from peers, and No. 1 Middle School's reputation will become bad!

"Do you know who eliminated you?"

"Ge Jiu!" Ai Haotian would never forget the name "Ai Haotian, holding a crowbar and wearing a pink girl's suit!

People from the Ge family?

Ai Zi frowned. If she remembered correctly, the rich family in Macheng seemed to have been working with No. 2 Middle School.

"Okay, you can hurry up and warm up these days. The school will be jointly evaluated on Friday and the three schools. I will find a way to solve this problem."

Walking out of the e-sports room, Ai Zi's sad face disappeared in an instant. She walked into her office and saw Song Yuncheng who had been waiting for a long time and chuckled:

"Yuncheng, do you have confidence in this joint assessment of the three schools?"

Wearing slender nine-point pants, the white No. 1 Middle School uniform exudes a faint fragrance of washing clothes. The handsome man nodded gently and said:

"Principal, please tell me."

Ai Zi was not surprised that her thoughts were seen through by this little devil. This was the most talented man in No. 1 Middle School. After the semester of his senior year, he got the Sea Life Mingyue suit from No. 1 Middle School.

As the strongest man in the first place and can enter the top twenty in the silver battlefield where players are fighting against them, he naturally has no need to be delicate in his mind.

"This time the joint examination of the three schools, I heard that your sister Song Yunnuo will play for the Third Middle School. The principal asks you to join forces to eliminate the Second Middle School first, especially against the candidates named Ge Jiu, and then have the final confrontation!"

Song Yuncheng nodded slightly, as he was named, and he never broke his promise.

Ai Zi sneered and murmured in her heart: If Ge Jiu dares to burst out the soles of my No. 1 Middle School, then see who the Education Bureau believes in, the second Middle School that was eliminated...

"Ah Yeh!"

Ge Jiu sneezes three times in the infirmary, and the scars behind him made him feel severely painful.

Ge Rong grinned at his brother in pain, feeling unbearable, but he still sighed:

"My father was very angry when he heard that you took out a military stave at school!

According to the laws of Macheng, in the face of life and death threats, the other party can defend itself without distinction.

There is no surveillance in your cafeteria, and there are only fingerprints of you and the sharp-mouthed boy on the military sting. If it weren't for Lei Laohu's suppression, I'm afraid that the Second Middle School would directly sue our Ge family."

Ge Jiu clenched his fists and became even more angry: "Brother, I am wrong about this first, but that woman is too unfair to take our Ge family seriously, right? And that guy Tong Shangwu!"

Ge Rong frowned and lowered his voice: "If it were just a military sect, my father wouldn't have asked me to come to No. 2 Middle School. I came here to see you were passing by. The real purpose was to apologize to Wang Xiaobo.
To be continued...
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