Han Jue looks at Yan Zhengling, who is proud and extraordinary. The girl's eyes are scorn of red fruits.
The pride and self-esteem of the man was provoked by Yan Zhengling, and the blood of the cold Baron was boiling. "If you lose, don't cry!" He grinds his teeth.
Yan Zheng Ling snorted, "cut, do not know who lost."
Yan Zhengling takes Han hanjue to the game room of Huanya. He looks at all kinds of high-end intelligent simulation game machines and has no words.
"Why not really?" He looked at Yan Zhengling coldly.
Yan Zhengling saw his sharp eyes, which were eager to tear her apart and swallow her belly, and shrunk.
Seriously, is she still abused by him every minute?
"I'm afraid to hurt you." Clearly in the heart is afraid to die, but stem the neck to say to engulf mountains and rivers.
Zhan hanjue's eyes looked at her small body, and then sat in front of the martial arts competitive game machine.
Yan Zhengling sat down next to him.
In order to make the game more realistic, I changed the name of the two characters.
At the beginning of the contest, Han Jue was fierce and kicked Yan Zhengling's head. Yan Zhengling flew up and fell to the ground.
"I don't know how to take pity on women at all." Yan Zhengling said angrily.
"If you don't clean you up, you won't know the height of the earth."
"Don't be complacent. I'll give you three moves first." Yan Zhengling shamelessly found himself under the steps.
He was thinking in his heart that this guy had lost his memory. Why is the martial arts move still so cruel and accurate when playing the game?
After three moves, Yan Zhengling lies on the ground and can't get up.
Han Han Jue despised her, "can you still get up?"
Yan Zhengling got up hard and gasped: "I've let you do three moves. Now I'm going to fight back."
Lord Zhan nodded. I'm waiting
Yan Zhengling suddenly jumped up, a whirlwind whirling kick, as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the foot board was against the face of the warlord.
But she was too tender.
Next, she didn't make any new moves. Zhan hanjue's head tilted to the side, holding her ankle like a pair of pincers, yanzhengling fluttered in the air like a chicken and was severely thrown to the ground.
Head broken blood, nose blue face!
In the end, Yan Zhengling was defeated and returned home.
Looking at the bloody "character" on the screen, Yan Zhengling throws the game controller to the warlord, "don't play this, it's too violent."
And then he brings him to the matrix.
This kind of game machine is a contest between hacker technology and anti hacker technology. Yan Zhengling wants to stimulate the hacker knowledge stored in his brain by playing games.
The game began, Yan Zhengling began to set up obstacles. It follows the principle of "from simplicity to complexity".
In this way, hanjue can easily untie the obstacles.
Originally it was her intimate behavior, but suddenly heard him sneer: "are you a kindergarten graduate?"
Yan Zhengling's anger immediately increases the difficulty to the top.
"Come on, untie this. I'll call you ancestor."
Lord Zhan frowned. Judging from the knowledge of hackers he has absorbed in recent days, he can't get rid of this protective wall for a while.
Yan Zhengling sat in the corner and began to taste his afternoon tea.
"If you can't solve it, you'll give up."
But I heard the voice from the shivering Baron's face: "it's solved early."
Yan Zhengling ran over and looked at the decoded program. In an instant, he fled back with a guilty heart.
The Falcon said to me, "the Falcon is peering at me?"
Yan Zhengling laughs dryly. Her password is "ah Yue is a stupid pig!"
Han Jue Huo stood up, "if you have the ability, untie my program, or you are not even as good as a pig."
Yan Zhengling was sitting in front of the machine, studying his procedure.
Zhan hanjue was leisurely sitting in the corner drinking afternoon tea.
Yan Zhengling had no desire to win or lose in front of him, and he always liked to play tricks. After a while, he felt that it was difficult. He turned his head and asked for mercy.
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