Author: Little Dinosaur Demon World

"Don't argue, everyone!"

"I just said that I'll get 10 shots so hot, I'll get it for him, but I didn't say I'll get it right away today!"

Dabao started to control the field.

"Because he only has 3 purple weapons and doesn't even have a mat, everyone knows that he will definitely not be able to get on!"

As soon as this is said.

The barrage instantly divided into two groups.

A bunch of sarcastic scents flooded the screen.

A bunch of supporters from Brother Bao led the rhythm.

"Earl" Little Ma Brother: I want you to have to give it to me today! Damn, don't pretend to be a comparison without that ability!

"Earl" Little Ma Brother: I only have 3 purple weapons, no mats, please give it to me!

"Earl" Little Ma Ge: Isn't you awesome? You're not awesome now? Talk!

Brother Ma is aggressive.

Dabao has been explaining.

Lin Feng knew that no matter how he explained it, he was going to let the other side know how powerful he was.

Many people are still sarcastic.

They actually didn't want to stand up for Brother Ma.

It’s just that I can’t stand Dabao’s goodness, because Dabao’s equipment is too luxurious and makes a lot of money in the live broadcast room.

Of course some people feel unhappy.

Although, it has nothing to do with them.

They have never bought even a penny.

Lin Feng began to speak.

"Emperor" Phantom God: I'm speechless, a piece of garbage that can't even get up with +14 weapons, and I'm also saying I have money?

"Emperor" Phantom God: I easily went up +17, which means I spent more than one million.

"Emperor" Phantom God: I really don't know, a garbage purple weapon can't even get up +14.

"Emperor" Phantom God: This is not an intellectual problem, it is just that poor people like to pretend than having no money, haha!

Lin Feng’s words.

It’s not that I am pretending to compete, but mainly to stimulate Brother Ma and the sarcastic acid dogs.

Sure enough, many people began to scold Lin Feng.

Brother Xiao Ma was originally a little restrained towards Lin Feng.

At this moment, my mentality exploded and I started to curse regardless of it, and it was very unpleasant.

"Earl" Little Ma Brother: I gave you a face, right? Dog thing, what are you pretending to be here?

"Earl" Brother Ma: Have you ever seen 1 million? You pretend to compete in front of me?

"Earl" Little Ma Brother: Stupid, if you ask for trouble, I will swear to death. Dogs are pretending to be a comparison!

"Emperor" Phantom God: Are you anxious?

"Emperor" Phantom God: Don't be angry!

"Emperor" Phantom God: If you are angry, even if you are angry, you will not have +14 weapons, and you will not have any garbage purple equipment!

Brother Ma, seeing this, he was completely crazy.

As Dabao said, he opened Lin Feng’s personal information about the God of Martial God and displayed it.

Put the mouse on the weapon.

+17 The arm armor of the ox head weapon king!

Everyone was speechless in shock!

The sarcastic trolls stopped talking when they saw this weapon.

Lin Feng switched to the Martial God.

Dabao sent a message in the game.

"Private Chat" Fantasy Fist: Brother Bao, +17 isn't it simple? Are you +15 shooting stars falling?

"Private chat" Dabao: It's in your hands!

"Private Chat" Fantasy Fist: It's so good! The damage is high and handsome, not like some people. A +14 purple weapon is not high, and I'm still in the air.

"Private Chat" Fantasy Fist: I'll get him a +14 garbage weapon, just like a toy!

Because Dabao is live broadcast.

The conversation between the two in the game.

Nearly 700,000 people watched the live broadcast room at this time!

Especially Brother Ma, who had long been in a state of mind and was so angry that he was so angry by Lin Feng's words.

At this time, it was almost lost.

I was having fun in the live broadcast room.

But Dabao didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Lin Feng said.

"Emperor" Phantom God: Wait for a while, I'll buy some garbage purple hand cannons and give you +14!

"Emperor" Phantom God: It's not simple yet!

"Emperor" Phantom God: Brother Bao, go to the 6th line trading house and buy 50 garbage purple hand cannons!

Dabao said: OK!

After saying that, Dabao came to the 6th line trading house.

Level 50 purple hand cannons are not that easy to buy, especially 530 more, but at this time Dabao knew what Lin Feng meant.

I bought 50 at once.

All are garbage purple hand cannons below level 30.

Then the live broadcast was mailed to Lin Feng.

At this moment, it was Xiao Ma's turn to be anxious and began to whine crazy on the barrage.

"Earl" Little Ma Ge: Level 30 or below?

"Earl" Little Ma Brother: I'm talking about level 50!

"Earl" Little Ma Ge: What's the use of trash below level 30 to strengthen it?

"Who said he was at level 50!"

Dabao said as if his face was covered in confusion.

"We have videos on live broadcasts. Let me ask you, who has said level 50 from the beginning to now, these two words?"

The little black guys were confused.

Brother Ma was also confused!

It is indeed, never said!

From the beginning, Brother Ma bitch bit, "Promise me to shoot 10 shots, so I'll give me a +14 purple hand cannon."

But I have never said many levels!

Soon, Lin Feng began to strengthen his weapons!

At this time, no props were used, and the lucky value was not actively consumed, so there was still a system announcement.

Dabao is in the live broadcast room.

Take everyone to look.

"Player Phantom God" enhancement +11 powerful hand cannon! Failed!

"Player Phantom God" enhancement +11 surprise attack on the devil cannon, failed!

"Player Phantom God" enhancement +11 photoelectric hand cannon, successful!

...

"Player Phantom God" enhancement + 12 Roasted Flame Hand Cannon, successful!

"Player Phantom God" enhancement + 13 fine cast hand cannon, successful!
To be continued...