He Hao is a reporter of the intelligence newspaper agency founded by the capital of heaven. He has become a little famous, especially in his column, and even voted to become the first "my favorite intelligence reporter".
Reputation has not only brought too much trouble free strategy game life, but also made good friends with many large guilds. But his career has stagnated recently. Because of the opening of the whole map and the national formation, He Hao lost the fast way to get in and out of the cities selected by the gods.
In the whole intelligence newspaper, a large number of intelligence records are nested in the capital of heaven. It is simply that there are too many monks and too few, so that there are a lot of repetitions of many new things every day. It is said that the newspaper is interested in layoffs.
He Hao is just a low-end player. Because he has been digging for gossip and wandering in the market for a long time, he doesn''t have much time to improve his level. Although it has made a great contribution to the information industry, it has dragged down the whole city in terms of hierarchy.
In the past, He Hao didn''t care at all, because he always believed that this was always a world of brain play. It''s dangerous to go out. You may die. How can you live a happy life today? But now once he is laid off, he is reluctant to go out for exploration with his ability, not to mention joining the guild.
Writing the intelligence column brought him a high-quality life, and two Aboriginal animal maids at home sang to him all night. But once he loses his job, maybe these things will leave him.
He Hao felt his impatience.
He walked like a poisonous snake on the streets of the capital of heaven, aimlessly, but he hoped to dig out some hot news.
Suddenly, a strange voice caught his attention.
I saw a dozen people gathered in the alley between the teahouse and the restaurant in front. With his keen sense of news, He Hao subconsciously pushed aside the crowd to watch.
I saw a thin woman in a long skirt lying on the ground. Her long hair covered half of her face, but the other half was still chic.
He Hao subconsciously took out the photo crystal and photographed the scene.
At this time, a little young man with a dark face, about 20 years old and wearing a one eye mask helped the girl up.
In front of these two people, there are three players who are not good at stubble at first sight, one with a beard and a pigtail, one with a big mole and one with a mask. The overall feeling is flowing gas.
At this time, the young man with a dark face asked with concern, "Xiao Lun, are you okay?"
The girl shook her head, as if she was afraid. Although she didn''t dare to speak, she kept her head down.
He Hao looked at it for two times and lost interest. He felt that this was a trick that could be seen everywhere. He shook his head in disappointment and was about to turn off the photo crystal. The words of the dark youth seduced his curiosity again.
"Big dog Yang, don''t go too far! At least you''ve been a brother for so many years. You really want to kill us, don''t you?"
The braided beard disdained and said, "what do you mean? Sneak away from the guild behind our back! Don''t think I didn''t know you wanted to listen to the wind city, you traitor!"
The slightly dark young man snorted coldly: "people have spoken, as long as they are non guild players. I don''t want to hang out with you. I just want to live a safe life with Xiao Lun and live a normal life! I''m tired of fighting and killing!"
The big mole on one side sneered and said: "we''ve been taking you to improve your level. When did you lose your share of equipment and money? Now it''s good. As soon as you listen to the income of Fengcheng, you''ll turn your face immediately! You say, who''s wrong with who?"
The dark youth said stubbornly, "you trained me! But I have already returned your kindness. I even gave you priority to what I got from the last mission! What I said is enough to raise your strength to a higher level. Isn''t that enough?"
"Enough? Ha ha." another man with a mask laughed: "we raised you so big that you would have died without us! Do you say enough?"
"You... A bunch of vampires!"
The dark youth trembled with anger!
"You can go if you want. Hand over all your equipment and property." Beard said in a strange voice.
"Big dog Yang, my grass mud horse!!"
How could the dark young man fix it and punch it at the beard. No, the beard was faster. In an instant, he put the man on the ground, stepped on his chest with his feet, pointed to the dark youth and scolded, "dog like, anti bone, isn''t it?"
"Feige, Feige!"
The girl seemed stunned, knelt down beside the dark youth and begged: "brother Yang, please let us go!"
"Fuck off!"
The beard immediately kicked the girl away. "What qualifications do you have to speak? If we hadn''t provided you with food and drink, would you have today?"
The girl bowed her head and wept bitterly.
Seeing the actions of these three bastards, the shimmering masses could not help but swear: "what kind of man is it to beat a woman?"
When the beard heard this, his eyes widened like an ox''s eye and shouted, "I''ll beat you. Who of you refuses to accept it? Refuse to argue!"
"I disagree!"
"I don''t agree!"
Suddenly several people picked up their sleeves.
Unexpectedly, the beard snorted coldly, and the white light flashed in his hand, holding a broad sword that showed off its colorful treasure light in his hand, "Grass Mud Horse, I''m afraid of lighting up my sword!! you want to be brave, aren''t you!"
"Perfect forging, strengthen level 10!"
"Six enchanted auras... The best of dark gold..."
A few people who had just pinched up their sleeves immediately lost their temper. Players with such weapons have terrible individual strength. Even if they can''t use enough skills in the city, they can play several games by their physique alone. This is not enough. If you are hated by such people, you should be more careful when you go out of the city in the future.
"Coward!" beard spat and shouted at the onlookers: "You trash, you know how to hide in the city all day. You don''t know how many brothers died when Laozi and his guild monsters attacked the city! Now, listen to laoshizi''s words, listen to the wind city, as long as non guild players kneel and lick them one by one, right? What''s your qualification to go? What''s your basis? You''re just a bunch of trash, a bunch of garbage and dogs! I Bah! "
A group of people were furious, but the man with the big mole and black mask behind the beard was the same at this time, showing his blinding weapons.
"Dare you go out of the city and fight alone!"
A group of people bowed their heads and dared to be angry.
At this time, the masked man sneered a few times, went to the girl, pulled her hair and said with a sneer: "quit the guild? Bah, even if you quit, you have to keep it for me and make cattle and horses for me, or you will be killed! Want to live a good life? Have you asked our guild? If you dare to run, you will be pulled out of the city and killed!"
Then, together with the big mole, the dark young man pulled away.
The big beard hummed at this time: "the weak look like the weak. They are thinking about those unrealistic things all day. Stay in the capital of heaven and be your livestock! Do whatever you should do, a group of waste!"
Seeing several people drag the dark youth and girl away, the onlookers looked ugly, shook their heads and sighed, and soon walked away in dismay.
At this time, He Hao turned off the photo crystal and put it away. His eyes were shining. Looking at the three rogue players who finally disappeared, an idea in his heart was expanding and expanding.
"This is an opportunity!"
He haofei walked quickly to his home. He had thought of an idea that could help him continue to enjoy a comfortable life!
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"Is it free to live, or live?"
In the evening, the newspaper of Tianfu city used a page to report an event that happened in the street. This is an article written by He Hao.
Today, his column is specially enlarged because it is also rubbing black-and-white images taken from the photographic crystal images.
These images completely tell the tragic fate of two weak players being squeezed by the guild.
"In this matter, I only see the greed, hegemony and dictatorship of guild players. In addition, I can''t see any heroic image of guarding the capital of heaven on guild players, even some elite players. It turns out that in the hearts of some elite players, our low-end group is just a slave to provide convenience and services for them ! this is a cancer in the guild system! I don''t know how many guilds and elite players have this idea, but it has destroyed my view of those who used to guard the capital of heaven. "
"In fact, there are many guilds in the capital of heaven, more than crucian carp crossing the river. However, no matter how many guilds there are, they can''t compare with our weak players! Yes, we are not good at fighting, and we don''t have the ability to open up new mission areas or difficult scenes of strategy. However, please ask yourself, elite players, if we are not low End players, we can provide you with enough enchantments, potions and translations. Without our sub profession to provide you with trivial things such as tailoring, diet and collection, can you safely attack the so-called difficult copies and develop the so-called new maps? "
"No! Absolutely not! Even if the social form has changed, it can never change the characteristics that people need to live in groups! However, some people regard the cooperation mode that should be mutually beneficial as a sub professional player, and the attachment of low-end players gives birth to the idea of slavery!"
"I can even imagine that in the future, this hegemonic idea will corrode the guild joint meeting of the whole Tianfu capital! The future is so terrible that I dare not even continue to imagine. Now it seems that I really admire the honest and aboveboard way of abolishing the guild of the owner of listening to the wind city? Why does he only want low-end players ? why only a player with a sub class? Why not a player with a high combat ability? That''s because he has this ability. His city can safely survive the monster siege without us fighting! I feel deeply now that I hear the wind city master''s pure heart to defend our vulnerable groups and see the danger brought by this guild system Determination after harm! "
"Finally, compared with this kind of city that has been unconsciously corrupted, listening to the wind city is simply a paradise for our low-end players and sub professional players!"
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At dinner, looking at a newspaper brought from the capital of heaven and the saliva full of articles, Zhao Nan almost didn''t spit out a mouthful of rice.
"... who can tell me who He Hao is?"