Vulgar Master Chapter 15

Zhang Fan is a high school student. Recently, he has always been distracted and giggling in class, not because of anything else, because he has had some adventures recently.

The teacher was giving a lecture on the podium. He secretly took out his mobile phone under the table and laughed at the pendant of the Long Tongue Ghost. The text on the mobile phone screen was showing his achievements just now.

"You have successfully hunted down 'useless people'."

"You have hunted down 30 fellow grain eaters. Your hands are stained with the blood of your fellow countrymen. You are deeply favored by the power of blasphemy in your bloodline.

"Blood-stained yin money +2, through the first glimpse of the power of blasphemy blood from your compatriots, your physical fitness has been slightly improved, and the remaining (3/10) times today."

Heh, the food is my stepping stone.

Zhang Fan was very proud, he clenched his fists and bent his arms, arching his biceps. The fat hands that were still fat turned out to be angular, with faint muscular lines.

That's right, this is Zhang Fan's adventure. He unexpectedly received an invitation for an internal test of a mobile game called "The World" that day. After downloading it to play, he was shocked to find that the rewards in the game could actually be brought to reality. excited.

Are you here! My life hack is finally here!

Little Fatty Zhang was excited with tears in his eyes. His fat confession was rejected by the goddess in the class, and he was rejected by the teacher for his poor studies. Don't bully the poor! My Zhang Fan is about to turn the salted fish over!

I want to secretly become stronger! Then amaze everyone!

Then Zhang Fan started his journey of "The World". After a few days of life and death, he achieved mediocre results. Except for a few basic functions, he basically had no other gains. He was not like Zhou Bawa, who had the talent of Kitchen King, which increased the event trigger rate.

Zhang Xiaopang grabbed Zhou Wu and sneered at the tongue, which had the probability of attracting the hatred of nearby cows, ghosts and snakes, attracting them to attack him.

When he chose, he thought about which station to go to. The monster came over to kill him, and the level up was swish. The reality was a little different. The difficulty of this game is outrageous.

After several days of tossing and turning, one day, he was killed once by another player, a grain eater, who gave him a red name, and obtained blood-stained money, which was a turning point.

You can also get rewards for leveling up with blood-stained money. It has the attribute of improving physical fitness, which can be reflected in the real body, and this thing does not need to fight with the brutal yellow-skinned man, you can level up by killing other players.

Are players better at killing than Huangpizi?

certainly! The new players who haven't got the weapons are simply given for nothing. Zhang Fan went to build the weapon forging line to get the weapons, and came back to the novice village to win against the players who didn't have weapons!

Zhang Fan is very happy now, he just needs to squat in the novice village to hunt down his compatriots and upgrade the **** money.

Although this thing also has shortcomings, the power of blasphemy only favors the strong, killing compatriots will upgrade, and being killed by compatriots will reduce the level, but as long as he stays in the novice village all the time.

It's so cool, I killed another one today. If it's just that killing monsters isn't so cool, it's precisely because the hunters are players who are just like myself, real people, that makes Zhang Fan feel more cool. Usually, it's not good enough in reality. Compared with others, but in the game can kill the Quartet, pushing others to kill, proud!

Thinking that these things can become a reality in the future, and adding them to himself, Zhang Fan was even more excited. I said that I felt that I was the protagonist of this world, but my plug-in came too late.

However, just today, Zhang Fan had just hunted down another compatriot who was a grain eater, this player who was called "Useless Man", laughed at Caijiao, and it didn't take long.

"You were hanging out in Burning Incense Town, and someone cut your throat."

"You are dead."

what's the situation? Zhang Fan was stunned. Since he got the weapon, as long as he doesn't go to special places in Burning Incense Town, he should not be in danger of life. Why was his throat cut suddenly?

He didn't believe in evil, and he endured 8 hours of physical punishment, and walked around again.

"You were hanging out in Burning Incense Town, and someone cut your throat."

"You are dead."

Depend on! This time Zhang Fan didn't dare to move anymore. Sixteen hours had already triggered the warning. He could only wait until the punishment time passed the next day, and the result was the next day.

"You were hanging out in Burning Incense Town, and someone cut your throat."

"You are dead."

One step, he only needs to operate one step, and he will die if he walks out of the niche. He doesn't even have a little room to operate, just like being squatted and resurrected to guard the corpse and die.

The next few days, half a month, a month.

Zhang Fan was sweating on the top of his head, his whole body was weak, he couldn't walk out, and when it was over, he couldn't take a single step out at all, he could only live and die every day, the game was stuck.

Zhang Fan couldn't figure out what was going on without breaking his head, until more than three months passed in a daze, and he died three hundred times.

"You were hanging out in Burning Incense Town, and someone cut your throat."

"Before you died, you heard the killer whispering in your ear, the 'useless man' said hello to you, and asked how the hospitality has been in the past few months. His anger is gone, and you can leave."

"You are dead."

Depend on! Zhang Fan suddenly woke up! Looking forward to the game record, before the three hundred death records, the useless person was not the player who finally opened a red invasion and hunted before he fell into this death nightmare.

rely on me! What a great hatred! I will kill you once! You kill me three hundred times! Keep my corpse at the resurrection point for three months!

Zhang Fanren was stupid and provoked some evil star.

Zhang Fan's experience was probably like this. Back at Zhou Bawa's side, after he was killed by the tongue of ridicule, he took out the golden cicada decree and read www.uukanshu. com chose the assassination request.

"The spy at the sticky pole said that your target is a grain eater. The grain eater is rejected by the death of the world and cannot really be killed. If you determine that the target is a grain eater, he can help you kill this target three hundred times."

ah? Zhou Bawa didn't intend to be so ruthless. He also knew that the Grain Eater could not be killed, so he simply asked a killer to kill him once to get revenge, but he didn't expect the Grain Eater to be killed 300 times? What kind of conscience killer organization is this?

Three hundred times, if you count the time, you can't move the place for at least three months? Really, quit internet addiction.

Too cruel, too cruel, Zhou Bawa shook his head straightly, pitiful and stingy, unbearable in his heart, and the choice of loving his heart...

Assign an assassination mission! Intensify!

Hey, hey hey, let you kill me by becoming popular, and give you a break from Internet addiction for three months. I'll see if I can get another golden cicada order in these three months to help you renew the fee.

Tsk tsk, who is such a cautious person?

Oh, it's me, that's fine.

In this way, Zhou Bawa's petty revenge caused the Kaihong to invade his mocking tongue and gave him three months of quitting his internet addiction.

The matter over there is finished, so I won't say more, but let's talk about it now, the next day, Zhou Bawa will come back to find the spy at the sticky pole.

"The spy at the sticky pole has recovered most of his injuries after a night of training. He came to you to ask if you are interested in joining the sticky pole and become a secret agent."

This game can actually join the organization.

When the options came out, Zhou Bawa didn't hesitate to choose No. There was no other reason, because the addition option at the sticky rod had conditions written behind it, and it needed to be "cleansed."

Damn, between the big chance and the little brother, Zhou Bawa chose the latter without hesitation.

Chapter end