"You know those guys..."

After the Dark Moon Team and others left, Wang Yu asked strangely.

"Dark Moon Team," Wuji said: "You don't know me... The one who wants to beat me is their captain, called Death Dark Moon, who is a pure Shabi. Once, during the live broadcast, he couldn't beat his opponent, and then he beat his girlfriend, and his fame became popular."

"Damn!" Mu Zixian said angrily: "It's useless to beat women! When you meet them, you have to deal with them!"

"Not bad!" Yang Na and Linglongmeng also echoed, "Let's leave this matter to us."

"Is this kind of person not banned...?"

Wang Yu was even more stunned. Kindness restricted Wang Yu's imagination. This was the first time he heard that something like this happened.

"Blocked" Wuji said: "The original team directly broke the appointment with him, and later this grandson reunited with a wealthy man, and then the Dark Moon Team was reorganized, and he was the captain."

"Damn, what company can even support such people." Wang Yu exclaimed.

Character is the soul of the team. Most of the audiences nowadays have very positive views and they cannot tolerate sand in their eyes.

Even such scumbags are praised by the consortium, either having a trick in their minds or not caring about reputation at all.

The famous Kendo Yukitao, who has always been knowledgeable, said: "It seems like he is a pirated website."

"Piracy website?"

"Yes!" Ming Kendo Yuki: "It's the kind of pirated novels. That broken website is so arrogant. Novels like "I am a big player god-level mechanical hunter" have been pirated by this website."

"No wonder."

Wang Yu knew it and frowned and said, "These bastards are really a feather flock, and they should be severely punished! However, pirated novels can also be inserted into the muddy waters of the game circle."

"Because there are also online games in novels, novels like "I am a Martial Artist" are also among their pirated versions."

"Damn it!" Wang Yu said furiously: "When I meet them on the field, I must beat me to death, and no one can stop me!"

Everyone: "..."

…………

After running all the way, everyone was a little tired. After returning to their respective rooms, they went to bed early.

It was only 7 o'clock the next morning, and the monsters rushed to everyone.

"I called us so early, you're going to die."

When someone was sleeping soundly, it felt absolutely not very good. It was called by someone to wake up, a ruthless character like a monster, and everyone still opened their mouths without hesitation.

The monster said: "Sleep a lot! The organizer will take the team to get to know the venue later. If you fall asleep, you won't be able to catch up."

"Is that so? Do you know about Mrs. Niu?" When everyone heard this, they looked at Mu Zixian who was lying on Wang Yu's arm and napping.

Mu Zixian is the leader of the rammed team. Logically speaking, the staff of the organizer of this kind of thing will be comrade Mu Zixian in advance.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zixian was asked by everyone and sat up suddenly, widened her eyes and said with a blindfold: "I don't know, no one informed me."

"It's right if you didn't inform me!" The monster said helplessly: "They are all professional teams. Is there a difference between amateur teams like you who are familiar with them? Anyway, they are all beaten up by professional experts. I'm internal news, so I called you early in the morning."

"day!"

When he heard this, Quanzhen and others rushed to their foreheads with anger.

Meow, although the monster is right, it is indeed reasonable for the organizer to do this, but it is completely different from putting it on others and putting it on yourself.

If it were other amateur teams, they would be very satisfied to be able to watch the game on VIP for free and have the opportunity to fight with professional experts.

But although this group of people in Quanzhen Sect looks nervous, they are all proud of their eyes. This time the goal is to directly point to the champion. How can these arrogant guys bear the different treatment of the organizer?

His personality is as violent as Mingdu, and he immediately started to curse with dissatisfaction: "He is so, he looks down on others. I won't be able to play this game yet!"

While cursing, he wanted to lift the table, but the hotel tables were all marble. Mingdu lifted it a few times and did not move at all, so he gave up.

The others' expressions were also very strange, with one with straight eyebrows and one with a straight face. He agreed with Mingdu's words.

"Okay! Don't be angry."

Seeing that everyone was about to part, Wuji quickly stood up and said, "What stupid things are you saying? Mr. Wang has paid all his money. We will go back without even showing our face? Who can we be worthy of?"

"But they bully people too much!" Ji Ao said extremely unbalancedly.

"Haha!" Wuji smiled and said, "It's not that the organizer is too bullying, it's that your mentality is wrong. The organizer clearly distinguishes amateur and professionalism from the beginning. You have to compete with the professional team."

"But……"

"Nothing but"

Ji Ao was about to say something, Wuji interrupted roughly: "The same thing! Your strength determines your position in the hearts of others. We are staring at the names of the amateur team. They naturally regard us as amateur players. If you want others to change their views on you, you can only play well and show your strength. Do you understand?"

"this……"

Or if there are so many capable people in Quanzhen Sect, only Wuji can be the boss. The key is that this guy will prescribe the right medicine.

After being scolded by Wuji, Quanzhen and others who were already angry immediately calmed down.

"Yes, yes." The monster rang out from the side and echoed: "Boss Wuji is what I want to say. This time I guarantee you in my private name that as long as you can get a good ranking, I will give you additional rewards. The higher the ranking, the more rewards it will be."

As the richest man in the game circle, this is still very tempting.

Quanzhen and others have been persuaded by Wuji, but they have not expressed their consent to Wuji because of their face. Now that the monster is rampant, everyone has a step forward when the iron is hot.

Everyone pointed at Wuji and said, "This time it was for the sponsorship of Brother Niu and Mr. Niu and the reward of the demon boss, not because of you!"

"With your urine and defecation!" Wuji spread his hands and said that he had become accustomed to this.

After breakfast, at around 8 o'clock, the organizer's staff also came to the hotel. All the teams gathered outside the hall and walked towards the opposite stadium together.

Along the way, there was a chirping sound.

Looking around, it was the staff who were in contact with the experts.

The staff are also ordinary people, and they are inevitably excited to be so close to their idol.

"God, I'm your brainless fan..."

"God, what is your blood type..."

"God, give me a signature..."
Chapter completed!