As we all know, Warlock is an extremely wonderful profession. It is so wonderful that when you defeat the final boss, the first thing you do is to kick out all the Warlocks who are still alive in the team.
It's so amazing that even the warlocks in the gold-hunting group will be charged double the money, and will eventually be kicked out...
So amazing...
"nmd! I knew you were a spy!" Old Wei roared angrily!
Adler quickly quit the team and joined Ye Xiu's temporary team. All the traps under the feet of all long-range professions were triggered.
Adler hit the windward formation on the back of the head with a sap. What could a warlock who was stunned by the close range do?
I can calmly think about how to troll people.
Lord Grim ran away, Zhu Yanxia was just an anti-tank shell connected to a satellite ray.
Adler instantly sneaked up, his body became transparent, and received another sneak attack.
[Kidney Shot]! [Assassination]! [Backstab]!
Just by hearing the name, you can tell what a despicable high-damage skill it is!
The weak body of Windward Formation was destroyed in an instant. This happened in just a few seconds. Windward Formation was filled with almost all high-damage ultimate moves of gunners and thieves. Even the orange weapons that provide high damage are called backstabbers.
The twin swords...
"My death hand!" Wei Chen's roar echoed throughout the Internet cafe.
Is it good luck or is the warlock's luck really too bad?
"Run, run, Brother Ye!" Adler stuffed the Hand of Death into his backpack, and then disappeared into the woods in a stealth manner.
"What are you doing standing still! Chase me!" Lao Wei slapped a younger brother next to him on the head.
"Tsk, why are you chasing after us, Old Wei? Do you think you guys can catch up with us?" Ye Xiu mocked mercilessly.
Wei Chen had already snatched the earphones of the boxing master boy next to him: "Why don't you give me nonsense, and quickly return the hand of death to me!"
"Oh, Xiaobai, what do you think of the properties of the Hand of Death? Isn't it the same guy?" Ye Xiu asked slowly.
"A very powerful silver weapon, personal critical strike rate, cooldown reduction, casting distance..." Bai Mo ran over and over while looking at the attributes of the Death Hand in his backpack.
"Nonsense, this is my hard work! Wait, damn Adler is a man!" Lao Wei scolded: "You have known each other for a long time!"
"Well, I'm not familiar with him." Ye Xiu said tactfully.
"Shit! Why does this voice sound so similar to that Sebastian?"
"Damn it, that's me too. Boss Wei is so awesome. He can remember it even after hearing it once." Bai Mo was shocked.
"...It's really you! You robbed me of my materials last time, and now you're robbing me of my silver weapons, right? Just wait for me, and you even used a voice changer to deceive my little brother's heart!"
"Fake voice! That's a false voice!" Bai Mo corrected: "I, Bai Mo, never turn on the voice changer!"
The conversation between the two made Ye Xiu's train of thought stop for a moment. After sorting it out, he asked: "Old Wei, why bother? You don't need the silver weapon to play online games, so just give it to an old friend.
"
"Bullshit! Don't you guys have no use for it? That's my hard work! Do you know about my hard work?" Wei Chen cursed.
"Well, Boss Wei, I am actually a warlock."
Wei Chen choked. No wonder he has such a dirty heart. Just now he was thinking that it would be a pity not to play a warlock with such a dirty heart. The co-author is basically his own family?
"Xiao Bai, please stop talking. What did you say just now..." Ye Xiu had a headache.
Wei Chen and others were chasing after them. Seeing a group of people coming over there, Old Wei took a closer look and said, "Team 2 and 3, come over and stop the Excellent Dynasty people!"
"Ah? Boss, it seems that people from Excellent Dynasty are also chasing them..." the younger brother asked in confusion.
"Didn't you hear that that kid is a warlock? What if the Death Hand is blasted away again!" Wei Chen cursed in anger.
"oh oh!"
"To be honest, Old Wei, are you willing?" Ye Xiu asked coldly.
"Hahaha, why am I unwilling to do so!"
"real?"
"nonsense!"
"Really, Lao Wei?"
"A little bit……"
"Then come back."
"..." When Wei Chen heard this, he fell completely silent. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "What can I do if I don't give in? Go back? Go back to the professional arena? Don't tease me, Master Ye Qiu, I
At this age..."
"I'm only forty, it's okay."
"I am thirty-one this year!" Wei Chen said unbearably.
"Oh, I remembered wrongly. I remember you were in your thirties back then..." Ye Xiu smiled and lit a cigarette: "Do you have any ideas?"
"Ideas? What ideas can I have?" Wei Chen smiled bitterly: "There are more than 20 of us, and we can't even keep a thief or a gun. What ideas can I have?"
How could I not have the idea, but could I really have it?
Lan Yu originally asked him to provide tactical guidance, but what he really wanted to do was fight on the field!
It's just that I still can't let go, so I have the Hand of Death and these brothers around me...
"Actually, I can imagine that if I were defeated three times in a row by a handicap, I would probably make the same choice as you." Ye Xiu said calmly.
"You're so stupid. If you're like this, I'll call the dog hunting team!" Wei Chen cursed angrily. This can be said to be the biggest pain in Wei Chen's life.
"It just so happens that I am still a little unwilling and ready to fight back. What do you think? Although your operation is no longer good, I am still very pleased with your unlimited and conscious mind."
"Roll, roll, roll!"
"Do you want to come back and win a championship?" Ye Xiu asked.
"..." Wei Chen fell silent, and after a long time he said: "Stop playing with me, great master. Besides, don't you already have a warlock?"
"Okay, Xiaobai, you have to keep that hand of death well, it's a relic of your senior..." Ye Xiu didn't do much to dissuade him.
"Why the hell shouldn't you try to persuade me again?!" Wei Chen was furious.
"Hey, I still have to advise you... It's so troublesome? It's better to leave it to our little Bai." Ye Xiu said a little too troublesome, then his expression became extremely serious: "Wei Chen, I'm still very
Not willing to give in, I want to go back to the Glory Professional League to make a big fuss again and add a little vitality to the now somewhat dead professional circle. Are you willing to come with me?"
Wei Chen was still silent. To be honest, he left so gracefully at that time. If he really goes back now, he still won't be able to shake off his old face.
"Xiaobai's route is completely different from yours, and you can also see that this kid is lacking in team size. We need you very much."
to be needed...
"Okay, okay, I will give you a reason at last." Ye Xiu said helplessly: "Your Yinwu has been kidnapped by us now. If you don't join us, I will ask Xiaobai to change his name to Wei
Chen’s legacy has been fulfilled.”
"Shit, I'm not dead yet, and why didn't I know Yinwu could change his name?!"
"Oh, that guy is still the official designer of Honor. It shouldn't be a problem if he can clear things up for the official." Ye Xiu said.
"I'm going to ask right now!" Bai Mo said calmly.
"Go away!" Lao Wei cursed angrily.
"You can do it." Ye Xiu said calmly.
You can do it, you can do it, you can do it. These three words completely broke Old Wei's heart. For some reason, Old Wei suddenly felt the urge to cry.
After blowing his nose hard, Wei asked: "Is your goal to be the champion?"
"Is there any other goal that would be more interesting than this?"
"Okay! I want to tell those little brats that the god-like boy is back again! Tremble!" Lao Wei posted a laughing emoticon using someone else's account.
"Decided?"
"Nonsense, isn't this your purpose? What a nonsense!" Old Wei said disdainfully.
"Then we need to face a more realistic problem. With your unlimited skills, how do you think you can make me believe that this is not a trick of yours to defraud Yinwu back?" Ye Xiu asked sincerely.