MTL - Your Teacher I, am Hella Rich-Chapter 12
Sitting on the top of the peak, the mountain was blocked by heavy snow.
When Emei's wrist moved, Bai Lian resembled a snake, and repelled the stealthy Youquan Assassin.
The prediction of Xiaoshu Xiaosu is terrible.
Youquan is the assassin martial art who is best at assassination among the six martial arts of Xia Ke Xing. Put it in the oba game, which is equivalent to a high jungle. And Youquan will be invisible. Youquan attacks stealthily and is fatal in one hit. However, the operation of Youquan is very difficult, and there are not many Youquan who play well.
If it is said that a wet hand is a rare Youquan with good operation, the milk tea small crisp is a more rare **** nanny.
Emei is not as good at You as Youquan, but the difference between the two is 3,000. In addition, the operation of Xiaoshu Xiaosu is extremely sharp. Two minutes later, the milk tea Xiaoshui easily killed her with a wet hand, and the little strong assassin in a black suit screamed and fell down.
Ji Xiaoli had happily ate and turned Dan to resurrect in situ, and shouted to his apprentices.
[Teacher stands up and salutes: How are you so strong! 】
[Milk Tea Crisp: ...]
After thinking about it, I didn't say the phrase, "You are too weak."
I feel so awkward with a wet hand.
If he died in the hands of Ji Xiaoli, he could comfort himself because the opponent was too high. But he died in the hands of a nurse, even if the nurse was repaired much higher than him, he felt depressed: he really lost the operation.
[Current] Wet hands: Mom's open perspective is hanging, I can see it in stealth.
Xiaocha Xiaosu didn't answer him, but stepped on his face and walked to Ji Xiaoli.
A wet hand: "..."
by!
Ji Xiaoli was in a much better mood. He walked over and stepped on his wet body several times to get revenge on the face he had just stepped on. As we walked away, my silent hand suddenly spoke.
[Current] Wet hands: Garbage Emei, if you repair it the same, can you kill me? And your master, it's really a recipe.
Ji Xiaoli suddenly burst into gas.
[Current] Teacher salutes: Do n’t you just dare to kill people who hang up?
[Current] Wet hands: Did you not hang up or kill me? Killing you is as good as killing the hook.
Ji Xiaoli: "!"
Blow into puffer fish! !! !!
Ji Xiaoli wanted to refute the other party, but he couldn't even say a word when he looked at his wet hands. Because the other party is right.
If the three of them had the same practice, it would not be possible for the milk tea Xiaosu to kill a wet hand, because Emei could not kill Youquan with the same strength. And Ji Xiaoli could not kill each other, because he was dish.
Ji Xiaoli gritted his teeth and shouted with a wet hand, turning into a light and flying to the point of resurrection.
When someone ran away, Ji Xiaoli realized that he was wrong: [Wait, it ’s his own business to cultivate low, what do we do to be fair to him. 】 One hand is so wet that he kills the on-hook players without giving others a fair chance.
[Teacher Lizheng salute: This bastard, I must scold him if I have a chance! 】
[Milk Tea Crisp: Have you ever scolded him? 】
[Teacher stands up to salute: ...]
From a young age, Ji Xiaoli, who rarely swears, is dumb.
[Milk Tea Crisp: Can you kill him? 】
[Teacher stands up to salute: ...]
[Teacher stands up and salutes: not a student, why do you increase the popularity of the enemy and destroy your prestige. 】
[Milk tea cakes: You need to know where your strengths are. 】
Ji Xiaoli: "?????"
Does he still have an advantage?
Emei in white made a round around Ji Xiaoli, and he laid down a few words very seriously: [You are stupid and have more money. 】
[Teacher stands up to salute: ...]
Five minutes later, someone in the Bloody House's killer line suddenly exclaimed.
[Dangdang] Yihua smiled: lying down! A big man offered a reward of 444 soft sister coins and killed a quiet spring called "One Hand Is Wet"!
[Doing Business] Amitabha: 444 Soft Girl Coin? This one is so wet so much, let me do it!
Countless killers rushed to the Longmen Inn excitedly to check the latest rewards list.
[Well, he is actually the killer of Bloody House. Just fix it for 1w2! 】
[Fuck who's so fast, this reward has been accepted! 】
[... The reward is done? This one is so wet, too. 】
【what! The boss gave a reward for getting wet again! !! !! 】
Each player can be rewarded three times a day, and in just five minutes, he died twice with a wet hand. He operated fairly well, but the repairs were there. The temptation of 444 Soft Girl Coins is enough to make many 1w5 players receive rewards and kill him.
Every time he was killed with one wet hand, Ji Xiaoli received a system email telling him where he was killed with a wet hand. Ji Xiaoli immediately led his apprentice to look at the wet tombstone, and stepped on it a few feet to vent his anger.
After the third bounty was accepted, the hand was so wet that I didn't know where to hide, and the bounty was never completed.
Ji Xiaoli waited patiently, and milk tea Xiaosu suddenly spoke.
Milk Tea Crisp: [I recorded the screen. 】
Ji Xiaoli stunned: "What? 】
[Gongsun's sword dance. 】
Ji Xiaoli thought subconsciously, “Since the screen was recorded, why did n’t the apprentice say it when he asked last time”, but Xiao **** had no thought at all, and said excitedly: "Really? Was the screen recorded by a computer? 】
【Ok. send you. add me on Wechat. 】
Ji Xiaoli didn't even think about it. He typed out his micro-signal and didn't press the "send key", his motion stopped suddenly.
Wechat with milk tea and crisps?
Ji Xiaoli was stunned for a few seconds. At this moment, Xiaocha Xiaosu had sent his micro signal.
Ji Xiaoli looked back.
No problem, the apprentice is not a cute girl, adding a WeChat can still be a piece of meat.
Ji Xiaoli opened WeChat beautifully and entered those numbers. A pale yellow avatar suddenly appeared on the phone screen.
It was a small barrel-like robot. He held up two thin arms and ran forward towards the end of the street, facing the bright sun, leaving the world a back view. This street is not like a country in China, it is a European and American pastoral style. The little robot also looks very strange. The size of the head picture is too small.
WeChat name for milk tea
cyril.
Cyrillic.
Personal signature: tobentued.
Ji Xiaoli looked at the little robot for a moment. Then he clicked a friend to apply.
[Friend application: Master who is stupid and rich. 】
The short tea with milk tea passed quickly.
[Cyril: [video file]]
Ji Xiaoli received immediately.
The file is very large, there are more than 300, Ji Xiaoli talked.
[Grilled Kodak Duck: Apprentice, what is your portrait, did you take it yourself? 】
[Cyril: Yeah. 】
The apprentice seemed to be full of words.
As in the game.
Ji Xiaoli thought silently and said, "Is that a robot? 】
【Yes. 】
[Slum, really? you made it yourself? 】
Ji Xiaoli asked it casually, but did not expect Xiaosu Xiaosu to really answer: [Well, I made it myself. 】
Ji Xiaoli's eyes widened.
[Grilled roasted duck: kneeling to the big brother! !! !! 】
[Cyril: Aren't you going to kneel in my life? 】
[Grilled roasted duck :? ? ? 】
What the hell?
[Cyril: flat body. 】
Ji Xiaoli face was forced to be "flattened."
They talked for a while, basically it was Ji Xiaoli's forcing, and there should be a few words about milk tea. Seeing that the apprentice seemed to be busy, Ji Xiaoli did not bother him any more. Pass the video, Ji Xiaoli hurried to watch.
The beautiful dancer is waving a sword and dancing a thrilling heroic sword dance.
The background music is the dense drum sound and sound of the pipa. When I saw Gongsun's sword smashing the moon, as if smashing the magnificent youth, Ji Xiaoli took a sigh of relief and was shocked again.
He turned on the game again and just saw a horn.
[Trumpet] My hands are so wet: Oh, the teacher is saluting, cautious, anonymous, I thought I didn't know it was you. Come and kill me by yourself. More than two thousand repairs were hacked to death by me, and the dishes forced you to have nothing but money.
[Trumpet] Wet hands: Is the dish afraid?
[Speaker] Wet hands: Cai Tie, Lao Tzu is 2k lower than you, you can kill it again or believe it.
Ji Xiaoli snorted coldly.
[Speaker] Teacher Li Zheng salutes: I am more than money, you are not convinced to bite me.
The world was boiling immediately.
[Is this the boss who rewarded 444 Soft Girl Coins? 】
[Kneeling to the boss! I want more money too! 】
[Trumpet] Your hands are so wet: yo came out, why is your little apprentice hiding behind your little apprentice without fear? Choi, OK, you are the boss if you have the money. But this kind of garbage is useless if you have money. You have only money. Except for money, you are a jerk.
[Speaker] Teacher salutes salute: aren't you jealous?
For a long time, Ji Xiaoli uttered this sentence. He was stupid by himself, but he couldn't yell.
[Horn] Wet hands: jealous? Oh, the teacher is saluting, a rich dish is truly amazing.
Ji Xiaoli was so gritted that he was about to speak again, and saw a horn appear above his head.
[Speaker] Milk tea: In addition to money, he can hack you to death. And you do n’t even have money.
At this time, WeChat suddenly lit up. Ji Xiaoli opened it, and it was a voice message, followed by another one.
"Stupid, not wasting time with him."
"I take you stronger."
Every word came out of the phone's sound hole, and we could hear the faint sound of electric current. Thousands of cell phones failed to deliver the original sound of the sound, as if the breeze was blowing over the moon, with a touch of refreshment and buzz that belonged to young people in the low softness, making the noisy air-conditioning sound in the room quiet.
Ji Xiaoli has never been fascinated by a homosexual voice. He held his hand and froze until the phone clicked on the ground.
Ji Xiaoli suddenly looked back, picked up his mobile phone, and found that he hadn't broken it.
He didn't hold back, and opened the voice message again.
"I take you stronger."
The apprentice's voice seemed to be ... a little sweet.
