Wang Daechui was very happy.

There are more reporters and news media coming to the scene today than Wang Dahui expected. There are so many media advertising for free, and there are many famous players in the professional circle to help. Tomorrow, major game magazines, and even in authoritative media news, Gaosheng Internet Cafe may have to show off their faces!

There is no need to mention the difficulty of grabbing the first batch of equipment, but Wang Dahui is confident that the early returns will definitely be profitable. This small-scale offline competition and the official competition of "Miracle" complement each other. I believe that the game companies that have made a lot of money are also happy to see the folk competitions being promoted.

The proud Wang Dachui was talking to the reporters on the scene, but the light of his eyes accidentally glanced at three familiar figures and stood swaying in front of Fang Yi in the corner. Wang Dachui, who knew Fang Yi's temper, was heartbroken and quickly apologized to the people around him, asking Li Yiqian to take care of him, and trotted to the scene with his big belly.

***

Fang Yi said something with a smile that made Huang Jintou stunned for two seconds before he realized that the black-faced man sitting on the chair crossed his legs was teasing him. He blurted out a national scolding and raised his hand and slapped Fang Yi's head.

"Your/Mom...Oh!..."

Only half of the crisp national curse was cursed, and the lower half was swallowed back into his stomach by the golden head, because his right hand was already held in his hand by a black-faced man.

Fang Yi looked at the tender white and slender palms that he had grabbed with interest, and then looked at the tender white and slender young man in front of him. He shook his head helplessly, "I screamed like a sissy. Let's go out to fight after a few years. Is it fifteen this year?"

Huang Gong's face turned red. He was already a little unbearable because of the severe pain from his hands. Now he was seriously stating that he looked like a woman. His tears almost fell from shame and anger.

"What are you doing? Let go! You are intentionally hurting someone, I'm going to call the police!"

The young man standing behind the golden head was calm and waiting for his companions to teach this indifferent person a lesson. Who knew that this man looked quiet and quiet. He stretched out his hand and twisted his wrist for half a circle. The sharp screams immediately spread throughout the second floor.

Seeing that Fang Yi was not raising his eyelids, the young man who was dressed up wanted to go up and get busy. As soon as he moved, he felt that he was being held down by someone and dragged back half a step.

"Young Master Hua. Don't be impulsive~"

Wang Dahui's voice always has a happy mood. It makes people guess that there must be a smile on the other person's face without meeting him, but at this time the smile on Wang Dahui's face was a little gloomy.

"Old Wang, you are here just right! This is your territory, and someone is here to fight. Don't blame me for not giving you face. I will call the police now!"

"Tell me a lot!"

The young man known as Hua Shao was arrogantly taking out his cell phone and pretending to dial the number, but was stunned by Wang Dahui, who was smiling and looked a little overwhelmed.

"It's okay to call the police, but the surveillance here will not disappear out of thin air," Wang Dachui still had a smile on his face, put his hands on the young man's shoulder, pointed at Fang Yi, who was still pinching his yellow-haired slender wrists, and said in a voice, "Wang Hua, tell you the truth. If I want me to choose me, I will definitely help this person. Give me a face and also give you your own face. Will it be better?"

Wang Hua looked at Wang Dachui with a cold face, then looked at the young man with a black face sitting on the chair, wriggled his lips, and finally he had to stuff his phone into his pocket hatefully, turn his head and leave.

Fang Yi let go of his yellow-haired wrists, looked at the young man with his green face and went straight to the VIP lounge, and spoke in silence to Wang Dachu spread his hands.

"Is this a high-ranking official? It's over, I'm sure I'm in danger of my life, you have to protect me~"

Fang Yi smelled his left hand, and there was a pungent smell of perfume. He frowned in disgust. While reaching out to rub his pants' legs, he joked to the fat man sitting opposite him.

"What a high-ranking official's son..." Wang Dachu looked unlucky. He probably had trotted two steps just now. Even in the air-conditioned room, a layer of fine beads of sweat had been covered with on his forehead. "I'm walking with you."

Professional player? Fang Yi looked at the closed door of the VIP room and understood the other party's identity, "Is he so young, is he very powerful?"

"I just turned 18 today, and I am among the top 100 in the game. I am among the top 100 in the forum. I heard that I successfully challenged Ten Moxiang a while ago. Do you know that I must know?"

"Oh~ It's him~" Fang Yi nodded suddenly, remembering that there was indeed such a person.

This id should be named Gu Aotian. I heard that he was promoted to Storm Warrior. What really made him famous was that he found an older generation of professional players Shi Moxiang a while ago and successfully challenged him.

"So it's this guy," Fang Yi's joking feeling had disappeared, and a hint of coldness was replaced by it.

Shi Moxiang is already almost fifty years old in reality. He is the oldest person who is still in the game world. Miracle should be the last stop of this senior's career. The most important thing is that Shi Moxiang is playing melee battles, and Miracle even chose a monk who is known for his high-speed maneuvering!

After watching the duel, Fang Yi, it is undeniable that Wang Hua's skills have surpassed most first-class players, but the main reason for Shi Moxiang's defeat is the decrease in reaction speed, which is obvious. Wang Hua's success in the challenge was not counted, but he even uploaded the DeTouch to the forum!

Although Gu Aotian's id will not stand up and admit it, the vast number of praises under the post of the dying post will almost blow this storm warrior to the sky. If it is not hype, the genius believes that - according to the default rules of the players, the dying left by experts' interactions can only be used for personal reference in the future, and few people can be hyped on the table.

The updates of experts in the game are inevitable, but looking at Shi Moxiang's lonely expression and no longer agile skills, Fang Yi is inevitably sad - how many years can he maintain his peak period?

"Although this kid is a little crazy, he is still a little skillful. I heard that he has signed a contract with a big sponsor and I don't know which studio to join."

"Why, did you intentionally accept him?" Fang Yi regained his smile and asked maliciously, "I think his little butt is quite round~"

"Get out!" Wang Dachui scolded Fang Yi with a laugh and cry. His mood was getting better, "I had this plan... I meant that I planned to join Gaosheng Internet Cafe, but judging from this situation, I had a bad temper. I am not a professional studio here, so I may not be able to serve this great god."

***

The game in the hall soon came to an end. In the final, the storm warriors of the id Guaotian defeated the jungle shooter on the opposite side with a clear advantage and won the championship of this competitive match.

Seeing that the matter was finished, Fang Yi got up and patted his butt and was about to leave. Looking at Wang Hua who was radiant on the stage, Fang Yi thought to himself that he was a young man, and he was inevitably anxious and angry. He hoped that he would not become those unscrupulous professional players in the future...

Fang Yi walked towards the stairs, but heard a noise coming from behind him. As soon as he turned around, he felt a dazzling white light in front of him, and his ears were filled with the "cracking" sound from the camera.

Of course, the reporters' "flash technique" target is not Fang Yi, but the young man who just walked behind Fang Yi.

"I heard that you are the master in Gaosheng Internet Cafe?"

Wang Hua's tender face was full of smiles, and he looked at Fang Yi with a sincere look, and said with a smile, "How about we have a chance to have a conversation? Of course, you can also think that I came to play on behalf of the Peak Club."

Fang Yi scratched his head and nose, and was about to reply, Wang Dachu's huge body turned out from somewhere. He hugged Fang Yi and leaned in his ear and said anxiously, "That thin man came to make trouble just now. He always wanted to buy equipment from me!"

"Yes," as soon as Wang Dachu finished speaking, Fang Yi understood what was going on, and immediately agreed with a smile. However, Fang Yi's decisive spirit made Wang Hua, who was waiting to see the other party make a fool of himself, and a thought flashed through his mind: Is he really a master?

"That tall man is the boss of the peak Internet cafe. I recently formed a studio," Wang Dachui and Fang Yi walked side by side to the game warehouse in the middle, quickly introducing the inside story to Fang Yi. "He has always held a grudge that he was unable to grab this set of equipment from me. I didn't expect that he would come back today. If he is swept by this Wang Hua, in the future..."

"I understand," Fang Yi interrupted Wang Dachui with a smile, "Anyway, I don't like that guy, so I just teach him a class. Don't worry, just don't reveal my identity."

Seeing Wang Dachui walking to the audience while wiping his sweat, Fang Yi shook his head with a smile. Nothing is easy to do. Although the fat man has obtained precious offline competitive equipment now, who knows how much money he has spent and how much pressure he has carried behind his back?

"Green goods and country bumpkin, today I'm so cruel that you can't find Bei!"

Wang Hua, who was standing next to another game warehouse, waited for the people to retreat, then lowered his voice and cursed fiercely. Fang Yi turned his head and looked at the other party's eyelashes, eyeshadows, and his white and pink face. He curled his lips and muttered, "It's really a fat man to take you..." and lay sideways into the game warehouse.

This is the first time Fang Yi has used a high-end game warehouse. The fantastic interior has greatly admired Fang Yi. Isn’t this just a miniature spacecraft?

The current offline game level limit is level 21. Fang Yi is connected to the game and skillfully chooses the racial barbarian, level 20 warrior/level 1 gladiator. Now there are too many thieves on the forum. There are so many people paying attention to the game. Fang Yi thought it would be better not to take risks, so he chose a profession that he played during the internal test.
Chapter completed!