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The bald head is the next best thing.

But this was being beaten in front of Huang Yating, her goddess!

Who can stand this!

At the moment, Xiao Lang even wanted to die.

Too much, the monk did not rush over, swayed his legs on the spot, and said with a smile: "Little Swordsman, how did you get to a level of 1,800 points?"

"you!"

Xiao Lang's face paled.

What are you most afraid of playing games?

The fear is not that the enemy is too strong.

But even if he is strong, he still likes to abuse springs and his mouth is cheap!

The most annoying thing is that I can't fight myself, and I don't have the confidence to fight back!

Now, poor Xiao Lang encountered such a moment.

He was obviously so angry that he was smoking.

But there was no way for the monk.

After all, he is just residual blood.

And they are in full condition.

In the next battle, even if one set of tricks passed by himself, the monk would definitely not die.

The other side just looks for a chance to come gently.

The game is over...

"Little Swordsman, don't come to the arena for such a dish? Can you go home and help your mother raise pigs?"

This monk is a typical internet troll.

These humiliating remarks come in sets.

Xiao Lang was already flushed and he wanted to find a place to get in.

Huang Yating said angrily: "It is said that some players on the Internet have no quality. Now it seems to be true."

Xiao Lang was very grateful for this.

My heart said Tingting, you still have the same hatred with me, I really didn't misunderstand you!

"Little Swordsman! Come and die!"

The monk ridiculed, no longer interested, and hooked his finger contemptuously at Xiao Lang.

"You guys don't go too far!!"

Xiao Lang roared furiously.

The more angry Xiao Lang is, the more proud the monk is: "Am I too excessive? I didn't kill you directly. It is already kind to you! Are you very angry now? Let's do it! Don't be angry, either. Come over and call me, brother, I will let you make a combo, so that you are not bald, is it acceptable?"

"You want me to call your brother? Why don't you die!"

Xiao Lang blushed and his neck was thick, how could he agree to this unreasonable request.

"Oh! In that case! I can only shave your head reluctantly."

The monk said with a smile and strode over.

Huang Yating said angrily next to him: "Forget Xiao Lang, you surrender! There is no need to waste time with such an unqualified person!"

"I……"

Xiao Lang was already crying.

Every time this monk took a step, the pressure on him doubled.

By now, he was trembling all over.

He wanted to fight back, he wanted to surrender.

But because of the pressure at the critical moment, I dare not do anything.

"Ugh!"

Noting Xiao Lang's emotions, Huang Yating had a sense of failure to make steel.

She glanced at the weird-looking Chu Jing next to her, and smiled bitterly: "Student Chu Jing, don't you usually get angry when you encounter these Internet trolls?"

Chu Jing shook his head and said, "No."

"It seems that Classmate Chu is very determined."

Huang Yating said with a wry smile.

Although he doesn't like Xiao Lang.

But just watched Xiao Lang's first perspective.

Seeing Xiao Lang being beaten violently, she actually had a sense of substitution.

The monk was so humiliating, she naturally felt uncomfortable.

"My will is not firm."

Chu was shocked and shook his head calmly, "It's just that those squirrels have no chance to beat me, so why should I be angry?"

"No chance to beat you? Boy! Is it interesting for you to say cold words now?"

Xiao Lang was originally in the game, and when he heard the words of Chu startling, he suddenly became indignant: "I understand! You have been waiting for me to get embarrassed! Are you very proud of it now?"

Chu Jing shook his head and said: "You have misunderstood me. I knew that your level of three-game winning streak was already the limit of luck. Therefore, I did not overestimate or underestimate you."

"Luck? You said that my three consecutive victories are all luck?"

Xiao Lang smiled angrily.

He suddenly took off his helmet and stared at Chu in anger.

He couldn't beat this monk, his heart was full of anger.

Now that Chu was so irritated, he felt that he had found a person who relieved the fire.

It is a pity that Chu Jing was not scared, but said: "Student Xiao Lang, or give me the helmet, if I help you win this monk, how about you give me 500 yuan?"

"what?"

When this sentence came out, Xiao Lang and Huang Yating were both startled.

What is Chu Jing talking about?

We heard it right?

"Student Xiao Lang, time is running out, this monk is very close to you, you still have one second to make a decision."

Chu Jing stared at the screen in front of him, noticed the distance between the monk and Xiao Lang himself, and urged loudly.

"you!"

Xiao Lang's eyes widened, and he didn't know why Chu Jing was so confident.

Obviously his account has been left with blood!

A monk can kill himself with just a light blow.

Why does this Chu Jing dare to say that?

Xiao Lang didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand.

He suddenly remembered something.

If Chu Jing loses the fight for himself, it seems that he is not alone in the shame?

Chu Jing is also included in this guy?

This way, it is acceptable!

So Xiao Lang immediately put his helmet on Chu Jing: "Okay! I'll give you five hundred yuan if you can beat this monk! And call you a big brother!"

Chu smiled in surprise, and quickly put on his helmet.

However, Huang Yating and Xiao Lang looked at each other, and there was still a deep unreliability hidden in the eyes of both parties.

Can Chu Jing really kill the monks?

This is absolutely impossible!

...

Located in a simple rental house in Yangcheng.

The young man in the helmet buttoned his feet and couldn't help but smile.

The character in his game is a monk.

The opponent in the arena this time is a swordsman with the ID "Little Li Feida".

The swordsman's equipment is so cool that young people born with a cold are very jealous.

Because of jealousy, when the swordsman was about to be defeated, the young man did not rush to kill the opponent, but began to verbally insult.

After the insult, the swordsman on the opposite side seemed to quit the game, completely motionless.

The young man sighed: "There is a poor egg whose mentality was destroyed by himself."

He slowly approached, preparing to end the swordsman's life.

And suddenly, the swordsman opened his eyes, a pair of eyes with a cold killing intent.

And the swordsman who was still weak as a little chicken just now has a sudden change of aura, as if from a small bug to a dragon!

"What's happening here!"

The monk was a little confused, and was soon awakened by a sword light.

"Whhhhhhhhh!"

The sky he saw was nothing else.

It was the five attacks that the swordsman made instantly.

These five attacks all fell on the monk's chest!

Because the chest is a weakness, this swordsman's five consecutive strokes damage has been exhausted!

In an instant, the young man lost half of his blood!

The young man is already stupid.

He clearly remembered that the swordsman hadn't waited for the strength just now, and he was extremely puzzled.

"Why is this guy suddenly so fierce?"

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