Chapter 203: Celebration (12)

Just as Tang Tso and his three men were preparing to summon Mr. Crow, Zhang San, who had fled from Area G, was trapped on the road. Instead, he wanted to rush directly to Lin Yandong or Jin Cheng and pass the word to him, but he stepped on the wrong step and triggered the celebration game-throwing hydrangea.
The ghost-faced bride with a red cap is choosing her spouse in public. She doesn’t mind your beauty, ugliness, fatness, or even your gender, as long as you can be a pair of dead mandarin ducks with her.
This is a multiplayer game, with hundreds of people triggering the game together with Zhang San. At the beginning of the game, everyone showed unprecedented humility. You pushed me and I pushed you, and that hydrangea was more like a hammer, who caught the hammer.
It also does not knock you with a hammer, a hammer on the east and a hammer on the west, knocking, "health value -50%"; knocking again, "poisoning buff"; knocking again, "skill blockade".
The ghost bride giggled on the embroidered building, and the evening wind blew through the red hijab, exposing her black teeth and pale skin, and the tears that slowly shed with her laughter.
Zhang San looked up and sighed. Isn't Yu's luck out to this point?
Reality tells him, yes. He just walked away for a while, and the hydrangea was wrapped in a strong wind before him. The players around him jumped off in unison, leaving a vacuum zone with a radius of three meters around Zhang San.
"Fuck." Zhang Sanyan quickly took out the magic pot lid and put it on his head. With a clatter, he hit hard.
He shook his head, his head swelled, and he didn't know whether it was hit by a hydrangea or by the sound of the lid. Looking up, there is a cursor floating above the head-the love value of the ghost bride 10
What the hell?
Zhang Sanhuo Ran turned his head to look at Xiulou and saw that the bride was lying on the railing with her hands holding her face, looking at him shyly and timidly. Zhang Sanru was struck by thunder, and then seeing the glorified eyes of the players around him, the whole person was bad.
At this moment, the song "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows" spread throughout the city. All players raised their heads together, surprised, worried, and nervous.
But they waited for a long time, and they didn't wait for the system to broadcast it. They didn't know what happened. Is another movement promulgated? Or is there something new in Yongye City itself?
No one knows.
At this time, Mr. Crow is jumping.
"How dare he! How dare! Ah ah!" Mr. Crow turned 360 degrees in the air, so angry that he was covered with hair, "I'm going to throw him into the Qingye program immediately, I'll let him go to the abyss monster For lunch! I want him to go to the Castlevania as a slug! I want him to regret coming to this world!"
Tang Cuo quietly watched him go crazy, and when he screamed enough, there was no extra expression on his face.
Mr. Crow feels provoked. "You don't believe me. You are simply questioning the prestige of Mr. Crow. You little lambs should be made into roasted whole sheep!"
Jin Cheng smiled, "You are wrong, Mr. Crow, we have specially notified you because we love you, right?"
Mr. Raven snorted coldly, and he urgently needed to calm down, so as not to ignore this group of players full of lies. He just wanted to peck Yan Yun now, that Jia 00109, don't think that for another vest, the great Mr. Crow wouldn't know him.
He not only disrespected the gods, but now tried to kill himself, it was abhorrent.
Thinking about this, Mr. Crow couldn't care less and asked them whether the No. 2 movement would still be awarded, and patted his wings and wanted to leave. Tang Cuo yelled at him again, "Does Mr. Crow remember a copy of "July Rose" four years ago? You put a ban on Lin Yandong and kept him trapped in the A District since then."
Mr. Crow sneered, "What's the matter with Mr. Raven!"
At the end of the speech, Mr. Crow disappeared in front of the three people, and he didn't want to stay longer for a second.
Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, looked at Tang Cuo, and asked, "Who do you think is lying? Lin Yandong, or Mr. Crow, or—"
Tang Cuo: "I don't think they are lying."
Leng Miao: "What do you mean?"
Jin Cheng: "Literally."
Leng Miao does not want to quarrel with Jin Cheng, it is too naive.
Jin Cheng didn't want to quarrel with him either, and felt that there was no line-up, and Tang Cuo had already walked back to Lin Yandong's room. He crouched in front of the black iron cage and asked, "Who is Mr. Crow?"
Lin Yandong still said that, "You guessed it, didn't you?"
Tang Cuoluo thought about it and affirmed: "But Yan Yun doesn't know, you haven't told him yet, so he simply gave us the news, hoping to use our hands to find out."
Lin Yandong smiled, "Then are you going to tell him?"
At this moment, Lin Yandong seems to have changed back to the previous Lin Yandong, retreating behind the scenes and sitting quietly to watch the play.
Tang Cuo couldn't help recalling the scene when they first met at Shujia.
They originally asked for information about the relevant copies of "Yueyin Kingdom", and later Lin Yandong revealed the information of the No. 6 movement to them. Jin Cheng saw that Lin Yandong didn't seem to make up his mind to reveal the information to them from the beginning, but made a temporary decision.
Lin Yandong said: "I haven't done any planning. Planning means to follow, and when I think I should tell you, it's when the plan is the best."
Looking at it now, although Lin Yandong did a series of things, although they were interlocked when pushing backwards, they were actually very random.
If plana doesn't work, there will be planb, smart people will never hang on a tree. Responsiveness is the best plan.
This made Tang Cuo suddenly curious-Lin Yandong and Yan Yun, who can count who?
But he said that Mr. Crow, he immediately found Yan Yun after he left Zone C, and Yan Yun also soared naturally and became the top of the blacklist.
The players in the game lobby are not as surprised as the first substitution in the list, but the existence of Yan Yun is still a secret for most people. The only doubt everyone has is Rong Yi.
The angry Mr. Crow took the opportunity of the celebration to trigger several game missions for Yan Yun. Although he can't directly kill the player, he can do some small actions.
"Go to die, die to die, die to die!" Mr. Crow jumped up and down.
Yan Yun touched his nose and looked up at him, where he still did not understand that he was sold. But this is also expected. Let's not talk about whether Lin Yandong believes in him or not, whether to use him as an ally or to use tools, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo are not fooling.
"Mr. Crow remembers that there was a celebration in Yongye City?" Yan Yun walked forward and started the game frankly.
The first game, "Counting Balloons".
Players need to use a special pump to prepare 300 balloons for the celebration. But pay attention to the balloon thief that may appear at any time, he will steal the balloon, so that you will never be satisfied with a sufficient number.
What happened to Mr. Crow naturally remembers that it was that celebration that made Jia 00109 famous. But he only remembered a vague idea. After all, after so long, Yongye City has come and gone with so many players, remember that these have given Yan Yun a face.
Yan Yun smiled and remembered the past while playing balloons.
At that time, it was still an old era with a strict hierarchy. Yan Yun and Yan Qi were of noble origin, and everyone was envious when they were alive, but instead they became the ground floor in Yongye City.
The two high-school children, who had studied martial arts since childhood, would not have been mixed so badly, but it happened that there was a big man in District A who was once a servant in their house. A child who can only be a slave-servant even if he has talents because his parents are slave-servants.
There is no hatred between the two sides, but the hatred is still possible, but the origin of the person is unsolvable.
"He hates me as if I represented his humble past, so I must step on my feet to prove his nobility. It was God who wronged him and gave him a pair of humble parents. Waiting all day only knowing the horseman and the alcoholic guy is not worthy of the noble background." Yan Yun slowly ballooned, telling the story of the past, there is an old rhyme of Mr. Storyteller in the old teahouse.
"Azaki is still young. My elder brother had to rush to the front. On the celebration, the street was ambushed. I swung a total of 33 knives and tried my best to kill him, but I didn't expect to become a hero. "
Mr. Crow shook his wings and stood on the lamppost, looking down, tilting his head and unable to figure it out: he clearly came to impose punishment, how did he hear A 00109 tell the story?
He groaned immediately, "Gay!"
Yan Yun looked up and smiled: "How does Mr. Crow feel? Is it the situation that makes me, or is it that I create the situation?"
Mr. Crow: "Don't talk to Mr. Crow!"
Yan Yun hit a red balloon, and Yu Guang glanced at the balloon thief with a probe in the dark alley on the right, so he flicked the balloon lightly.
The red balloon floats, floats, floats, floats across the night sky shining by the street lamp, I don't know where to go. And just as the red balloon floated over the streetlight, it burst suddenly.
The balloons for the celebration are filled with gold and silver ribbons. Mr. Crow was standing on the lamppost, the balloon exploded above his head, and he was startled when the ribbon was flying.
In the two colors of gold and silver, a little cold awn appeared in the night sky. Mr. Raven’s first reaction was that Jia 00109, the player, really wanted to kill him, but when he opened his wings and flicked, Yan Yun’s figure crossed him and plunged into the thief’s head.
"Poof." Lore.
Yan Yun drew out the knife, shook the blood and brainstained on the knife, and relieved, said: "Sure enough, it is still more comfortable to use the knife. The skills controlled by A Qi at this time are quite good, but it is too gentle and unsuitable. I."
Mr. Crow is obviously all right, but he feels provoked by a great deal, "You--"
Yan Yun looked back, "What are you?"
Mr. Crow: "You annoying sheep!"
"Your vocabulary is really scarce for a hundred years." Yan Yun spread his hands, "unbelievable."