Chapter 372: A happy man

Compared to half a year ago, Taotian only gained a little weight.

"Hahaha! It's so damn!" The fat man greeted him warmly. When the two men's hands were held together, the fat man asked silly: "Is the black hand here?"

"Damn, you are a fat man who values ​​sex over friends!" Taotian laughed and cursed, pointing behind him: "Black Hand and Sagittarius, the nurse and the others are together!"

When they arrived at the second floor, countless gazes flashed on Zhang Mu. Among the people who came to attend the party, more than 95% of them had never seen Zhang Mu with their own eyes. In their impression, Zhang Mu should be a middle-aged man with a beard. He never expected that Zhang Mu would be so young.

"The Twelve President is here!" The members stood up from their positions one after another. The oldest among this group was over 44 years old and the youngest was 17 years old. The mainstream was still some young people between 25 and 35 years old.

The first time Zhang Mu saw so many people, his head suddenly exploded, so that the mythical prank asked him to give a speech on stage, and he hummed and agreed.

Standing on the podium, Zhang Mu only felt that he was heavy and his calves were twitching. Using a microphone to direct large and large battles on the Internet and giving speeches to the audience's eyes in reality are completely different things.

"As the president of Chinatown, please look forward to the future of our guild!" Mythshu shouted in the audience, applauding desperately, causing waves of applause.

"Well…"

"Well, you can see that our twelve bosses are a little shy. Since that's the case, just say something."

"Buzz--" The microphone was loud, and nearly a thousand people closed their mouths, waiting for Zhang Mu on the stage to speak with peace of mind. The venue was silent for a moment.

"That-" Zhang Mu's face turned red, and finally he said something from his mouth: "Eat well, drink well..."

Boom ~

Boom ~

The members of the entire venue laughed in a group. The female members who came to attend the party were quite reserved, while the male members basically laughed in a slight way and were out of breath.

Zhang Mu stumbled off the podium in a mess, punched her chest according to the myth, and said annoyedly: "Don't mess with me again!"

"Husband, you are so embarrassing~"

I have made enough jokes and made enough jokes. Myth happily brought Zhang Mu and others to the seat, and said with a smile on his face: "Come out to play, don't be so serious on your face. You only get together once a year, so you have to be happy."

"I never said I was unhappy. It was difficult to be unhappy if so many new and old friends gathered together!" Zhang Mu's face regained blood and laughter continued.

Mythology was hurt and the members distributed throughout the venue were laughed and said, "This year, there are many female members who come to participate, and it seems that they can match many couples. There are at least 200 couples who have gone out of Mythology. This is another benefit of offline gatherings."

While everyone was chatting enthusiastically, more than ten people appeared on the second floor. The group was similar to Zhang Mu and others, and there were also men and women.

The man who took the lead looked 27 to 8 years old, with short hair and full of energy.

"I am the boss!" The members suddenly shouted. In the meeting, my reputation was no less than that of Zhang Mu.

"He is the real person!" Zhang Mu stood up. When he greeted a group of members, he saw Zhang Mu in the crowd at a glance. He also felt a trembling heart. The legendary "Twelve-winged Angel" was so young?

"Big Ben! Damn, didn't you mean that the genius arrived?" Mythshu ran over quickly.

I smiled and said, "Isn't it good to come in advance? How long has it been since we met?"

"1 to 2 years, right? Haha, I can't remember it."

"Hello, Da Ben." Zhang Mu smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Twelve, hehe, it's better to see it at first sight than to hear it. You are much younger than I thought." The Lord smiled kindly.

To put it bluntly, the offline gathering of online game guilds means a group of people with common hobbies eat, drink, have fun, discuss game experiences, and exchange some strategic treasures or various drawings in the game with each other.

As dusk fell, the heavy snow showed no sign of stopping. When I opened the glass window, the white snow suddenly penetrated into the house along the southeast wind.

"Looking at the snow, drinking frozen beer, and eating hot pot, this kind of artistic conception is really..." Zhang Mu looked out along the window, and under the embellishment of the light, every snowflake turned into colorful.

"I'm young, why do you speak in an old-fashioned manner? This is wrong." I picked up the wine glass and touched Zhang Mu for a moment.

After drinking a large glass of beer, Zhang Mu sincerely sighed: "It's great to have friends."

Myth shouted in dissatisfaction: "What's this called? It seems like you have never had friends. If you say the wrong thing, you will be fined three drinks of wine!"

"Yes, yes, I can't accept the punishment, but three cups are too much?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhang Mu didn't know that at this time he had completely walked out of the shadow of the failure of his previous life. He looked at Deng Jie, who looked red and unable to drink, looked at the fat man pretending to be shy and trying hard to pick up food in the black hand bowl, looked at the fist with Liang, played with the night romance of two little bees, etc.

At this moment, Zhang Mu really felt that he was the happiest man in the world.

After thirty years of drinking and five flavors, it was already late at night, but everyone's interest was still not diminished. Under the arrangement of myth, I started an outdoor barbecue in the snowy community. Thanks to this newly developed community property, if someone lives in it, I must be reported to disturb the people.

"I really don't know how long this game can be played. We have already entered the 7th level map in half a year. In another half a year, we may have been scrambling to live in the 10th level map. From the launch of the server to now, this game has not disappointed me. I hope that the heroes will go further and further... I dare not ask for more than ten or twenty years, at least 3 to 5 years..." Mythic Sword suddenly sighed inexplicably. It cannot be blamed for him. The mythic Sword that has been mixed up in one online game after another is well known what "there is no banquet that will last forever" is. Every time I withdraw from a certain game, he will be very sad. The word "sad" of mythic Sword is obtained from this.

The drunk Zhang Mu raised the shoulder of the mythical wound and said half drunk and half awake: "Ashe, don't worry, the lifespan of this game is definitely longer than you think, 3 to 5 years? You underestimate it too much. The map open now is only 12th level, but there are stronger maps in the 12th level, and stronger troops are waiting for us. Otherwise, you think that with the strength of the current players, you can beat the 13th level "Holy Dragon"? The 14th level "Dragon Emperor"? You must know that the dragon clan is all 10th level or above... In addition, there are angel clans, demon clans, etc...."

"I hope so..." Mythshen also drank too much.

Happy time always passes quickly. Five days pass in the blink of an eye, and everyone boards the passenger plane home.

"Oh my God, I've gained a lot of 3 pounds! I want to lose weight!" Sitting in the seat, Deng Jie waved her arms desperately.
Chapter completed!