Chapter 127 Do You Know Young Master Mo?
Is it enough?
After those people heard Chen Mo's words, they were stunned for the first second, and the next second they all burst into laughter.
"Hahaha--"
The added laughter of these people is really deafening, and it is not a professional fake smile, all of which are really amused by Chen Mo!
It's not just the people in these temples, the barrage is madly brushing "hahaha".
"I'm going! Is this Chen Mo still pretending? Is it enough? What does he mean? Eleven thousand people aren't enough for him?"
"Hahaha... It's so crazy. To be honest, I used to be a passerby, but now I'm a black fan. Do you really think of yourself as a god?"
"To be fair, if he doesn't speak, I won't look down on him even if he admits defeat, but under such circumstances, he is still pretending to be bi here, I really look down on him! It doesn't matter if he loses, because he faces There are tens of thousands of people, but he is still pretending to be bi, that is his own problem!"
"..."
Everyone laughed disdainfully.
"Hahaha--"
That Ragnarok laugh is simply the favorite one!
This is what he wants!
You are not satisfied, are you? Still strong, right? Are you still pretending to be bi? Then you are trampled to death, how can you pretend to be bi? Others will laugh even more before and after the combination, look down on it! That feeling will be more cool!
"Bad man, don't bully big brother!"
Xiaoyuan ran to Chen Mo and shouted timidly!
Ragnarok's face froze!
This little loli is beautiful, but compared to his hatred, it is nothing!
"piss off!"
Ragnarok cursed angrily.
Xiaoyuan's small mouth suddenly twitched... The little pink fist clenched slightly.
She didn't want to see her eldest brother being bullied. Really, she wasn't that angry even when she was caught, but now, anger was emerging in her heart.
Chen Mo saw Xiaoyuan's slightly clenched pink fist, he gently patted Xiaoyuan's thin shoulder, he didn't want Xiaoyuan to go wild.
"Wow! This cute little loli, I love it!"
"Damn, why, why is she from Chen Mo! I want it!"
"Such a cute little loli, will you cry for a long time with one punch?"
"That's for sure, one can kick ten meters away."
"..."
Chen Mo pulled Xiaoyuan to the back and looked up at Ragnarok.
Ragnarok of the Gods is naturally not in a hurry to kill Chen Mo, he still wants to humiliate slowly.
"What? Are you dissatisfied with your eyes?" Ragnarok couldn't help laughing. Now, he felt that he was a god,
And Chen Mo is a humble ant with 10,000 troops behind him. What is he afraid of? Even if 10,000 people rushed to step on him, he would not be able to resist.
"You feel proud to bring more than 10,000 people to kill me as a player, don't you?"
Chen Mo sneered disdainfully.
"Hahaha--"
The Ragnarok of the Gods is a particularly carefree and arrogant laugh, nostrils up!
Then he looked at Chen Mo with a sullen face, and said angrily, "Chen Mo, provoke me Zhang Tianlei, provoke my temples, you should end up like this, kill you? A hundred people is enough! But don't say 10,000 people. People, even if it is 100,000, 1,000,000, 10,000,000 people, I can take out all the temples, I just want to tell you this ant, who is the person you can't afford to offend in your life, you, what is it? Despicable ants!"
After saying this, Ragnarok seemed to be particularly happy, and then continued with a sullen face, "Aren't you crazy? Don't you rely on your own forbidden-level equipment, so you are crazy with high attributes? Now? You dance for me. Look! Huh? Why don't you dance? I told you, I'm going to let these people trample you to death, trample you back to life, and the resurrected ones trample you to death, trample you back In the novice village, in the novice village, Qin Shao will trample you to death again and let you trample on it. This is the end of going against us. As for the two NCs around you, hahaha, they will die miserably, all because of you. Hahaha - Heavenly Forbidden equipment? You use a skill! Don't you need it? Is it because your equipment is not an attack type, hahaha!"
As if thinking of Chen Mo's ending and fate, the Ragnarok laugh is a joy!
All of this was broadcast live. Although it was a bit harsh, everyone felt that it was reasonable. After all, this is the temple of the gods! it's common! And more people think that Chen Mo deserves it! I don't have the ability to provoke me. I'm still pretending to be bi. Is ten thousand people enough? Hahaha, thinking about what Chen Mo just said, they will still laugh!
Zhao Yingmeng bit her lip. Others didn't know, and she didn't know either, but when she heard Chen Mo's words, she was inexplicably looking forward to Chen Mo...
"Can he really...can do it?"
"Don't be stupid, Shadow Dream Girl, there must be a limit to her strength. It's true that he has Tianban-level equipment, maybe very strong, but don't forget, that equipment is called Tianji Pan, Tianji Tianji, it is not combat equipment! He can't escape this time!"
Zhao Yingluo sighed slightly.
...
In front of him, tens of thousands of temple players burst into laughter, mocking, disdain, and looking at Chen Mo, who is better than them in front of him, but is a trapped beast, his heart is particularly comfortable!
Yes, you are strong, so what? Isn't it going to end like this?
But Chen Mo is very calm! Chen Mo looked at the young lady who was broadcasting live in front of him and asked, "Do you know Young Master Mo?"
The player Lou Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, but he still asked himself a question at this time?
"I know, who doesn't know Young Master Mo!"
Lou Xiaoqian said it of course!
"Then do you know at what level Young Master Mo killed 100,000 players?"
"Level 81!"
Lou Xiaoqian said without thinking.
Chen Mo continued to ask, "How long did it take?"
"Hmm...three minutes, three minutes and two seconds to be exact! Hey, why are you asking this? Don't you want to compare yourself with Young Master Mo? Pfft..."
The hostess couldn't help laughing.
"Hahaha--"
For a while, the hall burst into laughter.
I don't know how many people watching the live broadcast heard this, and they all laughed when they saw this scene.
"Hahaha, idiot, you still compare yourself to Young Master Mo?" "What a bummer, you don't have a B count for your own strength? Really! Are you still pretending to be bi?" "To be fair, I'm going to die laughing. Is there any asthma medicine, hahaha..." "Young Master Mo? That's a legend, this Chenmo...hahaha, what kind of bully! Hahaha——" "He means, he wants a dozen ten thousand One? Hahaha, I didn't say, in this case, he can kill fifty, and I'll be drenched in hot pot!" "..." Gods of the Ragnarok was too lazy to talk nonsense with Chen Mo, he looked at Chen Mo and said angrily " You, you will be trampled to death next, and 10,000 people will spit on you! Hahaha!" He then raised his hand. "Everyone rush for me, trample him to death!" In an instant, a roar came, and the dark crowd rushed up. The corner of Chen Mo's mouth rose slightly, evil, bloody, cold... At the same time, his pupils seemed to have been small, and became dark, deep, like an endless abyss...