"The boss has been in for almost a week. ㈧㈠中文网WwΔW.ん8⒈Ｚ.COM"

Outside the Linhai City, Ayan and the copper pot were on duty on the west side. The two led a team around Linhai in their defensive area for a while, and then squatted on a repealed roof to smoke.

Because everyone in the last days is under tremendous pressure, tobacco, alcohol and women have become ‘necessities’ for stress relief. Many people who do not smoke and drink in peacetime have also become infected with this hobby, which is used to relieve the tension that has been tight. Many people even specifically look for poison a drugs to anesthetize themselves at a certain time.

The physique of the evolver has given people the capital to indulge in these hobbies.

Of course, if you are a female evolver, the word "women" can be changed into a man's hobby, or a woman can do it naturally.

Because of his living environment, Ayan had no taboos or even researches, and even got more research after the end of the world. Because he was right with a good boss, he was very rich as a core member of Genting. He even used it often. Some magic crystals are exchanged for high-quality tobacco and alcohol to satisfy their own preferences.

But the copper pot was strictly controlled by his wife before, but occasionally secretly sucked two. After the end of the world, especially after following Ye Zhongming, Xiao Li was too indifferent in this regard. Anyway, it can’t **** the body, just casually, naturally, It doesn't work if you want to spend the magic crystal.

Today, the copper pot is rubbing the smoke of Ayan, or a high-end product produced by the roulette.

"Well." The copper pot promised, and saw Ayang had to continue to ignite the second one after pulling one, and grabbed one.

"Stop smoking less. It's not too young to be addicted to cigarettes. Your sister should scold you again."

Because Ayang is the youngest among the core members, he is often disciplined, and he is quite helpless.

"I'm a five-star evolver. I don't get lung cancer if I smoke 10,000 roots a day!"

"Then who knows, the boss told you?"

"Uh" Hearing the copper pot say this, Ayang immediately sucked his mouth and stopped talking.

"Sister Ye sent someone back again. I heard that it was letting people from Lei's side come directly here. It seemed a bit worried about the safety of the boss."

Not wanting to be nagged by Grandpa Tonghu, Ayang decisively changed the subject, but what he said was indeed a problem that everyone in Yunding Mountain Villa was concerned about.

"Boss should be fine." The copper pot patted the medal of merit on the chest. After the merit box was upgraded to level 2, there were several medals. Now many of the core members have one.

"The medal is normal. Yesterday, the boss exchanged a thing through the combat system."

A Yang glanced at the Medal of Merit with some envy, and was very yearning in his heart.

The distribution of equipment among the core members of Genting basically follows the principle of maximizing utility, or according to merit, and will not cause unfairness due to pro-sparseness.

Everyone knows how much a copper pot paid for Yunding Villa when the boss did not come back from the secret realm, how loyal, so he is eligible to receive this medal, A Yang envy, but will not be jealous.

"What's the exchange?" Ayang was interested. After all, the Medal of Merit had an independent exchange system that was completely different from the roulette. Everyone was very interested.

A strange expression appeared on the copper pot's face, and he hadn't said it for a long time. It made Ayang feel itchy and unbearable. He couldn't help remembering the gloomy face of Sister Hatsune's head yesterday. It seems that the boss exchanged that thing. Otherwise, not many people will be silent.

"How about your little brothers?"

The copper pot shook his head, and instead of continuing with the topic just now, he asked Ayang those teenagers who came with him from Heping Town.

"Don't you get a group warfare book when you are in Yungang? Go and practice with those notes."

The note is the nickname given by the British City Alliance to Suo Luo.

The two said, and they saw that the young brothers of Aryan returned one by one with excitement. Aryan asked what was so happy. A few people said that they had a new breakthrough today, at the same place, than I advanced more than ten meters before.

"It feels that the slivers are a little weak, and it doesn't hurt so much when I draw them. Does my strength increase again?" a teenager said proudly, to advertise his progress.

It didn't matter if others heard it. The copper kettle was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "You said those notes are weak?"

The teenager was taken aback, thought for a moment, and nodded: "It feels like this."

The copper pot stared at his big eyes for a while, slapped his thigh, and hurried back.

"Uncle Copper Pot, why are you going? Stop patrolling?"

Ayang shouted in a dazed expression.

"Take a fart patrol, stare at yourself, I have to go back and tell everyone the news!"

The copper pot rushed towards the station like a gust of wind, and Mo Ye also received a news that surprised her in the tent in the center of the station.

"How far is the convoy from us?"

From the city to the city, he has been in control of the entire British city. The power of Mo Ye has become more and more heavy. In the entire tent, she and Xia Bai standing in the corner are the two most powerful people.

"According to their degree, if we don't take a break halfway, we will be able to show us about half a day."

The leader of the British city was talking. He was in charge of the most outpost. A few hours ago, a large fleet of dozens of cars was approaching here.

Because they could not distinguish their enemies and friends, the British people did not disturb the convoy, but rushed back to inform Mo Ye of the news as soon as possible.

Mo Ye asked about the situation of some convoys again, and then let this person go down first.

"The boss hasn't come out yet, are we not going to take advantage of them and take the initiative to avoid them?"

Xiao Li is not afraid of things, on the contrary, everyone knows that she and the copper pot are fighting like a mad warrior, and they are not afraid of death. She considers the problem from an overall perspective.

This proposal was immediately rejected by Mo Ye.

"No, we can't move. Zhong Ming went in from here. He should choose to return here without accident. In case we avoid Zhong Ming and happen to need support, it's more than worth it."

After talking, Mo Ye looked at Liang Chuyin.

"Hatsune, install the thunderstorm tower, and the magic crystal cannon is ready, notify the outposts everywhere, and recover some."

"Let's take a look at this team. What is the origin?

As soon as Mo Ye had finished speaking, the copper pot plunged into the camp account.

"Sergeant Mo, Ayang, they said the note has a tendency to weaken!"

Hearing this, everyone in the camp stood up.

The events outside the city were steep, and the city began to become less stable, but these Ye Zhongming were not clear. His current energy was completely dragged by the news brought by someone who was a little surprised but not surprised. (To be continued.)