???       Your family-style restaurant is too family-friendly, right? Do you want the customer who finished the meal to be responsible for washing dishes?

The corners of the sunset molten gold twitched, and the problem did not go into intensively.

He wanted to ask again whether the other party was willing to join the Whale Ge organization and participate in this door-to-door battle as a representative of Whale Ge, and it is easy to discuss rewards.

However, Li Risheng has a store with exaggerated profitability under his name, and he certainly has no shortage of money. The Jingge organization may not be able to come up with the corresponding bargaining chips.

Even if you can take it, this kind of thing is not something that the four of you can decide directly. You might as well stop it and maintain a normal friendly relationship so as not to get bored by the other party.

Since the Sky Arena has not opened yet, the few people chatted for a while and then went offline to continue waiting.

In the next 24 hours, I believe all forces will be busy with this.

Organize associations, liaison negotiations, compromise and concessions, divide interests,

The lone wolf player is waiting to sell, waiting to make a fortune in the next game to increase his value in the eyes of other forces.

However, these have nothing to do with Li Ang.

After he returned from the square, he was preparing to go to the seaside of Yin City to get the high-quality biomass, marine gene banks, and newborn wart samples obtained by the insect nest at the bottom of the trench.

At the same time, in the game square, a bar called [real name] (turenames).

This bar is located in a remote corner on the east side of the square. It covers a small area, has a dim and ambiguous lighting, is simple and clean, and has no special products. The shelves made of nanmu are all common wines.

Therefore, the bar usually has very little passenger flow, and occasionally there are two or three customers. Because they are tired of walking in the square, they come in and sit, drink two glasses of wine and leave.

At this time, unknown melodious songs were playing in the golden and red two-color cabinet-shaped jukebox in the corner of the bar.

The female singer's voice was hoarse and gentle. When she closed her eyes, she seemed to see a woman in red-haired and dressed, standing on the stage, singing softly in the microphone with her hands on her microphone.

The bartender in a brown knitted vest standing behind the wooden bar, lowered his head and gently wiped the glass with square silk.

Dingdang

The wooden door of the bar was gently pushed open, and the witch wearing a pointed hat and a cloak walked in.

She patted the waist of the gray kitten on her shoulder, and the cat named Meow Meow Head jumped off her shoulder and fell on the wooden round table.

Because the table was spotless, Miaomiao's head fell down naturally, curled up in a ball, making a pleasant sound of snoring.

The witch himself jumped to the jukebox, took out a coin with her palm, put it into the jukebox, and ordered the electronic-style pop music.

With the rhythm of the music, my body swayed towards the bar, my toes jumped up and landed on the chair in front of the bar.

"A glass of dark beer, thank you~"

The witch patted the bar and arranged five coins on the table with her palms.

The bartender raised his head and showed a face of a middle-aged man who had no specific characteristics.

It is the founder of the Syndicate Society, known as the professor.

Although the Syndicate Association had its own independent office building in the square, there was no one in that building who could really manage the business.

Only the core members know that their teachers who can really make decisions in the syndicate association sometimes stay in the bar called [Real Name] that they run.

“What beer do minors drink?”

The professor said coldly, turned around and took a bottle of canned Coke from the shelf, and gently placed it on the table through the cotton pad.

There was obviously no insulation equipment in front and behind the shelf, but there was a chill on the surface of the Coke can.

The witch smacked her lips in a little unhappy manner, but she still stretched out her finger to pry open the can, took a straw from the straw rack next to her, and slowly drank it towards the Coke bottle.

Dingdong

The wooden door of the bar sounded again, and a tall and beautiful woman pushed the door open and walked in. She had long red wavy hair that reached her waist, a triangle hat with skull pattern on her head, a black coat with gold embroidered with flark cuffs, a white shirt inside, a long horse boots on her feet, and a long knife on her waist.

It's clearly a pirate costume.

The female pirate glanced at the professor who was wiping the wine glass behind the bar, grinned, rubbed the head of Meow Meow sleeping on the wooden table at the door, ignored the latter's howl, walked up, patted the witch's shoulder heavily, and said happily: "Congratulations, I heard that your personal combat power ranking has squeezed into the top sixty? Not bad, it's not embarrassing us."

"What are you doing with a crazy woman?"

The witch rolled her eyes and tried to push away the senior sister who belonged to the twelve disciples, [Blood Sea Ambori], "Don't you know the smell of alcohol on your body? How much wine have you drunk? Is it okay to stay away from me?"

“Is there any?”

Ambori frowned slightly, raised his arm and sniffed the clothes under his armpits, and said confusedly: "It's okay? It doesn't taste very strong. Why don't you ask again?"

"Get out!"

The professor behind the bar happily watched his cute students interact intimately, without any intention of stopping them.

Dingdong

The bells at the door rang one after another, and several figures came in one after another.

Wearing a simple white fighting suit, burly body, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and righteous young disciple, [Thunder Wolf Wang Hu]

The 5th disciple of the young man with white shirt with a tired face, [Asynchronous call·LAN]

The 10th disciple of an unknown person wearing a black leather jacket and an opaque motorcycle helmet, [Supercritical]

The sixth disciple of the lizard-headed creature wearing a gray-brown hooded robe, floating against the ground while walking, spitting out a forked tongue from time to time, and sniffing the air carefully, [Innate Theory·Nesel]

Squinted eyes and smiled gently, the first disciple of a young man in white looks, [Taihao]

The second disciple of handsome young man with a faint face, [out of control]

The third disciple of the short blonde girl with a lazy attitude, [burning theory·fire fire]

The fourth disciple of the skeleton skeleton wearing a gentleman's windbreaker and holding his head in his hands, [door-shaped spike wave]

Wearing an anime pain shirt and glasses, the 11th disciple of a wide body fat otaku who is incompatible with everyone, [Extra-distance effect·Sea bass]

Including the 8th witch and the 9th witch,

Among the professor's twelve disciples, 11 have arrived.

"Oh, it's all here."

Ambori put down the rum glass that the professor had poured for her, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's rare, so everyone is so close."

"If you have arrived, just talk about it."

Kuang Lanhuo, who was not over 11 years old, curled his lips and said in an old-fashioned manner: "What are you doing while standing?"

"Don't be anxious."

The professor shook his head and smiled gently, "One more hasn't arrived."

Before he finished speaking, there was another ding dong.

A handsome guy with short golden hair walked in from outside the door and nodded to everyone with some restraint and respectfulness.

"He is your junior brother."

The professor introduced lightly that the player nickname of [Stonemason] appeared above the handsome blonde head, which was the Syndicate member that Li Ang had met.

"Hello, senior brothers and sisters."

The stonemason rubbed his palms, with a slightly awkward smile on his face.

New member?

The witch raised her eyebrows. They were all disciples selected by the professor himself.

Some were discovered after the killing game started, while others (such as Taihao, out of control, LAN) even followed the professor to do things before the killing game started.

In the real world, some stock price collapses, company bankruptcies, and natural disasters that have affected the direction of the world or local structure are all represented by professors and his apprentices.

However, the Witch and Meowhead got started late and didn't know much about these things.

The 12th-ranked professor and disciple was a young man with a high-minded attitude and rebellious talent. He had a genius talent for spiritual energy.

I thought he could achieve something, but I didn't expect that he died in the script task more than a month ago and didn't even have time to get to Lv10 when he died.

Anyway, the junior brother had a bad temper and was completely unfamiliar with others, so he died if he died.

As for the new one

Let’s talk about being able to survive this battle for the door.

Most of the eleven disciples did not give the stonemason any good looks, only Taihao, Bai Yu and Wang Hu smiled friendly to the stonemason.

The stonemason returned with a gratitude smile. According to the information he knew, among the disciples present, except for the unfair battle, Meowhead, and LAN, the other eight people were ranked on the personal rankings.

The black-haired young man [out of control] ranked second,

Squinting young man [Taihao] ranked fifteenth,

Small girls [Rich Fire] Ranking 32

Among the top 100, syndicates alone ranks eight. If they are promoted, they may completely break the cognition of other organizations.

But strangely, as the teacher of these people, the professor did not appear on the ranking list, the stonemason is very sure that the professor is also a player, after all, the latter can enter and exit the square freely.

Don't know what's going on

The stonemason buried his doubts in his heart. He had been joining the syndicate for a long time and was not promoted to disciple until this morning to fill the vacancy.

He didn't feel that he could surpass other disciples. Even the weakest Meowhead or bass, he had a kind of Wia that could shock him.
To be continued...