Chapter 1908: Gay… the Poisonous-Tongued Goddess in Online Games? (44)

At level 130, Long Wenxuan was a little stunned, and didn't understand what was going on.

He was still a little bit unconvinced.

Obviously, the penetration was enough. In terms of damage, how could the invincible swordsman in close combat be worse than the charmer? Why did he die before he could understand it?

Long Wenxuan was also a veteran in playing games, but if he didn't figure it out for a while, he would never have the chance to figure it out again.

Even if he figured it out, it would be useless.

The difference of 20 levels is sometimes like heaven and earth.

Now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to compete head-on with Xia Qiu!

He rushed forward with the swordsman's inertial thinking.

And this time, the swordsman Fanxing died on the ground before he reached the charmer.

He didn't even last three minutes!

He got up again, and this time, before he rushed, he saw the face of the charmer Qinghua in white clothes and wide sleeves.

He fell to the ground before he lasted a minute.

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Slaughter, like squeezing an ant to death.

When the advantage snowballed and he died three or four times, Long Wenxuan knew that he had lost this bloody battle.

But he just refused to accept it!

This loss was inexplicable. Why did it happen?

And he had recharged more than 60,000 RMB, and all the money was wasted? !

No matter how unwilling he was, even if Long Wenxuan didn't want to be resurrected, he would still appear at the resurrection point after the countdown ended.

This was a bloody battle, and there was no reason to stop from the beginning.

With his hands off the keyboard, Long Wenxuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists tightly. The veins on his face proved that he seemed calm, but his heart was full of waves.

"Boss~ Isn't it time to pay wages today? I have an emergency at home. Can you pay me first? I just sent the money back home this afternoon."

"Get lost!" Long Wenxuan suppressed his anger.

The young man standing next to him turned pale and blue, bit his lips in embarrassment, and retreated with hatred.

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At this time, Long Wenxuan controlled his humiliation and embarrassment and opened the message interface.

[Private chat] Dong Wenjian: President, President! Go to the live broadcast platform quickly, or go offline directly, Jiuge is live broadcasting on the platform!

[Private chat] 134525345366: President, I'm sorry, I can't stay here anymore...

When he saw the two at the top, Long Wenxuan was furious before he even read the messages below, and he almost fainted with anger.

Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!

He even live broadcasted his miserable situation, and how could he not know about those people? They would definitely record it.

The circle of online games is big, but also small.

If such things ferment, it will definitely affect his business.

After all, which of the bosses in the circle doesn't know that Fanxing is him, Long Wenxuan?

Forcing himself to hold back, Long Wenxuan looked at the time of the private chat. It was thirty minutes ago. Now that the matter is done, he doesn't know what it has become.

He clicked on the guild channel again.

The guild channel was full of notifications of quitting the guild, and there were rows of messages of quitting the guild.

Sun and Moon Star, a large guild with 500 members, now has less than 300 members.

On the screen, the swordsman has become a level lower than a level 30 newbie. If he wants to train back, he will have to wait until the end of time. Long Wenxuan has always played games to make himself famous and expand the business of his studio.

This time, he has invested a small million in playing games, and now, Sun and Moon Star was originally the most powerful guild in Xinyoulingxi. As long as he works harder, he can make a name for himself.