It turned out to be a blessing in disguise and I got this orb.

When I think of Datou trying to quench his hunger, and seeing the rotting corpse looking hungry, I can't help but feel a little guilty.

Patting his forehead, his voice softened: "You can play with it if you want in the future, but don't throw it away."

After that, let Meatball take out those weapons and bullets and let them play by themselves.

Anyway, these things are not valuable. Ning Chen also promised to send those more advanced bullets and weapons. It is estimated that they will be delivered to his door in a short time.

Ding Xiaoyi here just walked back to the room.

The cell phone in his pocket rang.

Picking it up and taking a look, it was an invitation notification from Bai Pangpang.

It looks like this guy just created a new group.

As before, after giving myself a simple group name, I successfully joined the new chat group.

I took a look at the number of people in the chat group.

There are actually 5 group members.

When he looked carefully, he saw that besides Bai Pangpang and the bad old man, there were two others he didn't recognize.

But the names of these two people are quite interesting.

One is called [Ping Yijinren] and the other is called [Tutu has tea]

"Xiao Yi, these two are friends. In two days, we will go to your place to play!"

Bai Pangpang said it very implicitly, but looking at the photos he sent, Ding Xiaoyi felt that he needed to ask Mr. Chen to build a bigger oven.

"By the way, the bad old man won't come anymore. He can't protect himself now..."

As Bai Pangpang spoke, he sent out a chat record.

Ding Xiaoyi was shocked, wondering what happened to old man Zao.

Quickly click on the chat history to take a look.

I saw that this chat record was the record of the previous chat group.

However, due to Meng Po's vigorous publicity, what was originally their chat group has turned into an underworld chat group.

I saw an anonymous guy in the dialogue window making crazy comments.

Anonymous: "Isn't it just that I lost a piece of fruit or a pig? How long have you been looking for it? It's probably all turned into poop!"

Anonymous: "That's right, I'm talking about you. How old are you? If someone blocks you as a friend, why would you still look for someone else? Can't you find someone yourself? People like us are also very busy, and you don't give us overtime pay!

"

Anonymous: "Why, I don't dare to speak anymore. They are all pretending to be serious people."

Anonymous: "Look at Xie Qi and Fan Ba, they are neither shy nor ashamed. Don't they know the difference between the right and wrong?"

Anonymous: "Why don't you dare to speak? Isn't this what you want to say??"

Anonymous: "And that old woman who doesn't wear underwear? Don't you feel cold when you stand on the edge of the bridge every day? Others have cold legs. Who are you? An old abalone?"

This anonymous person ranted wildly, and there were three or four pages below.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the anonymous member's crazy complaints in the chat history in front of him and shouted in his heart: "This guy is crazy!!"

He is simply a master at seeking death. No one can escape from this map cannon.

But then I thought about it, it was anonymous anyway, and even if I wanted to check it, it would be difficult to check it for a while.

It can only be said that this thing was not well thought out at the beginning and allowed people to take advantage of it.

But what does this have to do with the old man?

With confusion, Ding Xiaoyi flipped through the pages and saw the bottom of the chat history.

Suddenly, a system prompt message appeared on the chat history, making Ding Xiaoyi's eyes widen for a moment.

[Congratulations to the fisherman for becoming today’s Dragon King!!!]
Chapter completed!