Chapter 139: Barbaric Russia and killing the chicken to scare the monkey
Treasures that can increase the yield of troops among heroes are collectively called building treasures. They are not equipped in the hero's treasure bar like a stand-alone version, but are directly inserted into the town.
"Do you have 'God-given Divine Foot' for the Town?"
"yes!"
A light flashed, and the copper-colored big feet that were incompatible with the town appeared in the middle of the town, which looked a bit awkward. But in order to increase the production of the sharpshooter, Zhang Mu couldn't take care of so much. He was now in a hurry to lack the sharpshooter.
The night was as cool as water. On this beautiful night, Zhang Mu and Deng Jie leaned against the bedside, holding their laptops and engaged in a new round of resource search war. They played until 4 a.m., when the young couples fell asleep. Obviously, the glory of the God of Luck never came to anyone this time. Apart from a large number of resources, Zhang Mu fought in the maze for several hours and did not even encounter a hidden army. However, thankfully, according to the current resources and the speed of obtaining merits, in another day, the Golden Manniu and Meng Gangban in the Swamp of the Deputy City will be upgraded.
I had nothing to say all night, early the next morning.
The young couple hurriedly got up and had breakfast amid the shouts of a group of people. No matter what, they still have to participate in the daily "Hero Massage" event. The players standing here are basically the strongest players in the nine major Heroes invincible territory. Will they not have good treasures? No one will believe it when they say it out. It is a matter of time to take it out. If you miss the auction of items, it will be a pity.
Although the hero store on the second day was not as famous as the first day, the small and top-quality strategic treasures appeared on the screen. More than 30% of these treasures were taken down by the defeated Lan Han team players from their heroes. If they lost all their losses, what are the treasures left on them? It’s better to sell them at a good price and then slowly collect them after returning to China.
Zhang Mu's eyes were always on strategic treasures, looking for items that were useful to him. Today's hypermarkets not only have auctions, but also added a acquisition system. Most of the acquisitions were hidden architectural drawings or finished treasures, and the prices were all pretty good, which was 20 to 40% higher than those sold in the district.
Just as Zhang Mu, Ding Wei and his group were standing in front and chatting quietly, the people led by the Temple Old Gun also entered the venue in a mighty manner.
"Stupid brat, the more I see it, the more I don't like it." The old gun in the temple touched his lips. Although his voice was very low, the gangster leader still heard it. The man in the Northeast shook his cheeks and looked like a fierce gaze in his eyes.
Everyone who noticed the rogue's strangeness turned around and Zhang Mu said sternly: "Old Gun, I don't know why you are targeting me in everything, but please stop at it. You also saw yesterday's game. This is a game that requires teamwork. If you want to win this game, the first thing we have to do is unity."
"Go!" Lao Gun spitted contemptuously and laughed: "Damn, when I founded the Temple Guild in Legend back then, you were still in middle school, right? Is it really freaking strange, when is it your turn to teach me? I didn't even have enough hair on my mouth and learn to be my elder brother. Are you worthy?"
Zhang Mu's face darkened and he was about to speak.
"I'll fuck you! Try another word?" The gangster leader rolled up his sleeves. He had been upset when he came to Jinghai City.
"Old Gun, don't fucking too much!" Ding Wei waved his fist in anger. Damn, I dare to say that little master! Fight with him!
"Daotian, what's wrong with you here?" The bandits and Fire stood up from behind the old gun respectively, and the verbal battle between the two sides began in full view of everyone.
"Ba, bha, bha, bha!" A series of applause came from the door of the third floor, and hundreds of people in the hall looked at each other.
Xu Feng continued to clap his hands expressionlessly. When he came to the middle of the two groups, he put his hands back into his pants and said with a very strange expression: "Swear, beat, why don't you scold, why don't you beat? Let players from other countries take a good look at the quality of our Chinese. Where have you thrown the inner cultivation of Chinese people? I don't want to know the cause of the incident, but I just want to say, Xu Feng, as a real Chinese, is ashamed of you." As soon as the tone changed, Xu Feng pointed to the bridge of the old guns in the temple and cursed: "But this activity club is to let you play games and win glory for the country. It is not to let you have internal strife and let other countries laugh! If you want to fight, get out and fight! If I find that similar situations happen, all the qualifications will be disqualified!"
"Who the hell do you think of yourself?" I don't know who scolded this in the crowd.
Xu Feng turned around and frowned slightly: "Who asked me about this? If you are the man, come forward and say it again."
"Me! What, what do you think of yourself..." The person who spoke was the backbone of the meeting who participated in the competition with the Old Gun of the Temple. However, after a minute, he began to understand that he had hit a red iron plate.
Xu Feng clapped his hands gently, and more than a dozen large and thick security guards rushed in from outside. They forcibly dragged the backbone of the temple out of the venue.
"Hey, hey what are you going to do! Let me go! Fuck you guys..."
Before leaving the security team, Zhang Mu found that a security guard's right fist seemed to hit the belly of the backbone of the temple. His movements were quite concealed. He must have received professional training. So, is this an illusion or...
Zhang Mu didn't dare to think about it anymore, and his back spine was cold.
"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!"
This idiom also appears in the minds of Chinese players.
"Come on, now there are only 99 of you." Xu Feng smiled badly when he turned around and left.
The Temple Old Gun was very angry and regretted his provocative behavior just now, but the mistake had been made and it was too late to regret. He stared at Zhang Mu viciously and blamed all the mistakes on this 23-year-old young man. In his world, he was always right and others were always wrong.
Although the two sides were less angry on the surface, the internal conflicts became stronger and stronger under Xu Feng's forced suppression.
The afternoon game began.
Russia vs Thailand, this is a battle without any suspense. The strength of the two sides is too different. Russia is the country with the strongest comprehensive strength among the eight countries. The comprehensive strength of 11 million is 9.6 million against Thailand. In such a huge gap in strength, if it can still be turned over by Thailand, Russian players will definitely jump into the river hand in hand.
There is only one highlight of the whole game, the slaughter is full of joy! Under the attack of a large number of beast soldiers, the soldiers of Thai players were cut down like straw, and there was no room for fight back! Even the tour guide was helpless, 'Oh, I'll be silent for Thai players for three minutes...'
Chapter completed!