Chapter 130 Heroes Gathering

The organizer of the Hero's event hired more than 30 event buses, which were parked at the station not far from the airport. If it weren't for the romantic and meticulous night, Zhang Mu and the others wouldn't know how long they would have to wait at the airport gate.

The event bus heads towards the hotel. Today's schedule is quite simple. Nine teams from various countries have a friendly meeting and then regain their energy. The official competition will not officially start the next day.

The people sitting in the car were buzzing and chatting.

"What's this? It's said that endure is calm for a while, and take a step back and the sky is wide open. This is fine. I just got off the plane for half an hour and didn't do anything else, but I fought with someone." Zhang Mu was quite depressed. Sometimes, things wouldn't go down according to his own ideas. Take today's incident as an example. If he had stopped the fat man earlier, he would have been able to avoid this punch. Thinking about it, he had no choice. If the fat man was beaten, he could not stand aside and ignore him, right?

Ding Wei laughed and kept patting Zhang Mu on the shoulder. This master was much younger than he thought.

"Just fight, fight, what's so great? The bandit originally deserves a beating, but now he has a girlfriend who is not good at being a little bitchy. Even if the fat brother doesn't mess with her, she will make some trouble. I'm not hiding you, that fantasy is a fucking disaster."

"Fantasy and infatuation?" Zhang Mu is a little familiar with the name, but he can't remember where he saw it.

Baoye smiled and said, "We have known each other for a long time. He is an extremely arrogant girl, and he is very domineering. He probably is spoiled and has never suffered any losses since he was a child."

Zhang Mu glanced at the fat man. The boy was proudly bragging to the black hand for his bravery just now, and he didn't see how he was beaten up.

"It's all my fault. Why are you walking upside down? Husband, does it still hurt?" Deng Jie gently rubbed Zhang Mu's arm. The battle just now caused at least 20 bruises to Zhang Mu's body. In just a few days, I'm afraid it won't be able to get rid of it.

"It's okay, what's this little injury!" Zhang Mu smiled and hugged Deng Jie, threw the unhappiness just behind his head, and looked at Ding Wei with a smile: "Taotian, thank you."

"Damn, why are you polite to me? By the way, let me introduce you to you. This is a Sagittarius, my vice president, this is a nanny, you know...and..."

Under Ding Wei's introduction, Zhang Mu and the other two quickly integrated into this big family. When it came to Hydra, Zhang Mu's eyes remained on this slightly fat young man for a few seconds.

It turns out that he is the undercover agent who is placed in the sin.

"Hello, Big Brother Twelve."

"Hehe." Zhang Mu smiled gently.

Another event bus.

"Fuck! It hurts so much." The bandit covered his left face, feeling very frustrated. If it weren't for fantasizing about flirting with the evil wind and igniting ghost fire, he wouldn't have been injured? It would be better if he hit anyone, but he hit the "Twelve Wings". Twelve Wings are the talents he has always wanted to win over. Now it seems that there is no chance.

The younger brothers around them didn't say much, and they were in a bad mood after eating.

Fantasy sat in the window and spit out a trace of smoke, not caring about these men who fought for themselves, and thought to himself: "It turns out that young man is Twelve Wings, he looks pretty good. Who are the two women behind him? Girlfriend? His appearance is very average. With my figure and appearance, I should be able to..."

An hour later, everyone came to the 'Hero Event Theme Internet Cafe'.

This is a five-story building. The first and second floors are the tourist-friendly battle zone, which can accommodate thousands of players to watch the game. During this period, there are also beverages and food provided. It is equipped with about 100 and floor-standing liquid screens. The third floor is the game zone, with about 7 or 800 machines. Now, there are many heroes with different skin colors and languages ​​in the game zone fiddling with the mouse. As for the fourth and fifth floors, it is equipped with 100 current highest-end machines, which are special machines for competitions. It is prohibited to use before the game begins.

The staff member introduced: "Today is the rest time, and the lottery draw will be until 4 pm tomorrow. The first round of the official competition is 7 pm, and the competition time is about two hours." While speaking, the staff, the handsome guy, pointed to the hotel on the right and said: "That is where you live, food and accommodation are completely free. It should be noted that other expenses are not reimbursed, such as taking a taxi or tourist attractions, and if the decorations and appliances in the hotel are accidentally damaged, the players will bear the compensation. Please come with me. If you think it is boring to go back to the hotel too early, you can play games on the third floor, which is also free, and there is food and drinks available at the same time."

When we arrived at the third floor, we were filled with the cries of a group of foreigners. The only thing Zhang Mu could understand was the "Fake", "Sheit", "Maiga". There was no way, it was not because the angry young man did not learn English, but because he would have a headache when he saw the letters when he went to school.

The handsome guy explained: "The six teams that have arrived are now the United States, the two South Korean teams, the British team, the Japanese team, the Chinese team, the remaining France, Russia and Thailand have not yet arrived."

"There is only one rule for this event. It is absolutely not allowed to be scolded or forceful. As the leader said, it is necessary to ensure the personal safety of all participants. If such a thing happens during the competition, then the player will be immediately disqualified from the event and expelled from the venue."

As I was talking here, five security guards came out with a struggling Chinese man. The Chinese man howled, "I fuck your uncle, are you Chinese? I just scolded that little Japanese, why are you going to do it! I still have to play games!" The accent was mixed with a heavy Northeast flavor.

"Please rest assured that your game ID and information will be kept properly. Your language is too exciting, so... please calm down outside." The security captain with a cold and handsome face led the way in front.

Zhang Mu had already guessed who this person was and smiled and said, "Is it the gangster leader?"

"Who are you?" The rogue leader was off the ground, his arms and legs were held by someone, and he looked quite funny.

"I am Twelve Wings." Zhang Mu smiled and said to the security captain: "Can you let him go first?"

The security captain nodded and gestured to the security guards behind him. After the gangster leader stood up, he slowly said, "China is a country of etiquette, please respect your game opponents."

"What a fucking tale! How can Chinese people speak for the little Japanese? Twelve, come with me to cut those little Japanese!" The rogue leader has a very burly figure, the height is no different from Zhang Mu, but his figure is three circles larger than his, and both arms have tattoos.

Zhang Mu held him, but in fact he still had a good impression of this outspoken rogue leader. He smiled and said, "Rogue, don't be so excited. Be careful that the qualification for the game will be cancelled. You are the only one who arrives in the Chinese team?"

The gangster leader raised his eyebrows: "No, that one is called Chenlong, Weiyang, etc., and the old temple guns are all here. They are sitting there. They love to show off too much. I don't like to pay attention to them. I still hide it when playing a game. It seems like I have never seen their troops during the event." After saying that, the gangster leader suddenly laughed and stretched out his right hand: "Twelve, you are so fucking good at commanding. This time, my buddy supports you! You must take us to get the bonus! Do you know, my buddy depends on you!"

Zhang Mu shook him heavily, and his eyes looked in the direction pointed by the hooligan. There were indeed twenty or thirty people there, but they sat apart and were obviously wary of the people around him.

In contrast, the members of the teams in other countries are much more united. Except for China, there is a man with a commander in the middle of almost every team.

At this time, the bandits also went upstairs, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Uh..." The bandit looked at the wound on Zhang Mu's arm and the fat man's dark circles. He wanted to apologize but couldn't pull the face down. He shook his head and simply said nothing and took everyone inside.

"What are you doing with bandits?" The old gun in the temple raised his head and looked at him strangely. After not seeing him for a year, why is this kid's face swollen?

"Don't mention it, I just fought with Twelve Wings." The bandit sat down in a muffled voice and pointed to the more than 20 people led by Zhang Mu at the door.

"He is the Twelve Wings? He is very young. He looks only 25 years old and has a lot of promise, haha." The old gun in the temple was sprayed with thick smoke and looked at it with a very disdainful look.

The chat between the old gun in the temple and the bandits came into Chen Long's ears. Chen Long grabbed his hair in distress and smiled at Wei Yang: "Do I want to say hello to him? What about this temple, I hate it."

Wei Yang laughed and said, "Why don't you say hello to him? Look, he came over on his own initiative." Yinhu and Sishou raised their heads and looked at the twelve-winged angels walking towards them.

"Hello, I'm the Twelve Wings." Zhang Mu stretched out his hand to the old gun in the temple out of courtesy. The old gun in the temple lazily drooped his eyelids, and spoke very arrogantly: "Oh, I know you are the Twelve Wings, so what's wrong? Is it amazing?"

Zhang Mu frowned slightly. As soon as he was about to say something, he heard the gangster leader beside him scolding: "Fuck, don't be shameless. If you didn't become the commander-in-chief that day, would you enter the finals? Are you so old that you're living as a dog?"

"What did you say!" The old gun of the Temple stood up with a look of anger.

The security guards on the side began to walk here, and they wondered in their hearts that it was really a mystery. They were both Chinese and on their own territory. As for the relationship was so irresistible? It was embarrassing.

Zhang Mu stopped the gangster leader and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, just pretend that I put on a cold butt with a hot face. There are so many foreign players here, don't show them a joke."

"What's the matter? I'll spit!" The rogue leader spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and landed accurately in the ashtray of the Temple Old Gun. His face turned pale.

"Hey." After leaving, Zhang Mu smiled and said hello to Chenlong and the other four.

Chen Long stood up and smiled and said, "Twelve Wings, you are younger than I thought, master!"

"It's just good luck." Zhang Mu chatted with them modestly for a while, and the guilty ones sat in the back seat and turned on the computer.

"Hey? Amu, why are you here?" The killer and the other one fell in love with you.

"Haha, Big Brother Killing." Zhang Mu laughed, and the fantasy bandits not far away were stunned for a moment and asked the killer: "Killing, do you know him?"
Chapter completed!