Chapter 477 If I Can't Win the Argument

There are several branches under the Yunqi Group headquarters. The building in the bustling business district has a sign that says it is the headquarters, but it is actually a branch.

The real headquarters is far away from the downtown area and hidden in a remote place. There are few people here, only a few low residential buildings.

Qin Yi drove the car to a path some distance away from the Yunqi building. Zheng Xun got out of the car with nausea. Seeing the building that looked like a green onion in front of him, he cursed Yunqi for being sick.

"If you want to hide, hide it better. You are so lavish, afraid that others don't know that this is the headquarters, right?"

Yun Jing had obviously complained about this long ago, so he acted very calmly now.

"Senior, the weapon can only be released when it is within 10 meters of the copy."

"Okay, then let's not talk nonsense, let's go directly."

The window of the driver's seat slid down, revealing Qin Yi's face.

"Because I don't want to alert the enemy, I have arranged people to ambush nearby. If anything happens, please contact me with your bracelet."

As he said this, he was still a little worried.

"Really don't need to add more people?"

Zheng Xun shook his head and said no.

"The dungeon is different from other places. The human wave tactics may not be useful. At that time, it will only lengthen the death list in vain."

He didn't want to involve more innocent people, and the number of casualties could not increase.

"Okay."

Qin Yi nodded, without too much advice. For the White Tower, whether from the designer or the player level, Zheng Xun has more say than him.

"I'll wait for you here, wish us good luck."

Zheng Xun smiled, turned around, and left with Yun Jing, who was a few steps away.

It was still very dark, and there was an endless wilderness in the distance, and occasionally a few insects could be heard.

The sky was dotted with a few stars. Zheng Xun and the other person took advantage of the night and prepared to enter the main entrance of the Yunqi Building.

I don't know if it's because Yun Qitian is too confident in his time-traveling copy, there's not even a security guard at the door.

But it's true, as long as the copy is difficult enough, the presence of security guards is just superfluous.

About 10 meters away from the main entrance, Zheng Xun released his favorite hammer from his bracelet.

Yun Jing's weapon is a Miao Dao, exactly the same as the one Zheng Xun saw in the second world.

It's hard for Zheng Xun not to think of the friendly match with Wanshi. That was the first time he and Yun Jing met. At that time, he had nothing to do, so he deliberately went to rejoice Yuxing and make some money from Wanshi Guild. Unexpectedly, these newcomers gave him some unexpected gains. As expected of newcomers from a big guild, since their debut, their abilities and talents are not at the same level as newcomers from other guilds.

Time passed so quickly.

"Senior, what are you thinking about?"

"Well, thinking about something in the past."

Yun Jing saw through his thoughts at a glance and smiled.

"It seems that this is the first time that the senior and I have cooperated, but in fact, for the senior, it is already the second time."

"Yes, it's amazing. Among the acquaintances I met in the first world, only you are exactly the same as Yun Jing, whom I have met before."

Zheng Xun was a little emotional.

"We just look alike, there are still many differences," Yun Jing said seriously, "but whether it is me or him, we will not let the senior down."

"Protect yourself," Zheng Xun finally reminded Yun Jing before opening the door, "Nothing is more important than your own life, Yun Jing."

"The same goes for the senior. Although it is easy to say this, but if you don't say it, you may never have a chance. When the matter is over, the senior will buy me a drink."

"Are you an adult?" Zheng Xun burst into laughter, and then all his smiles were restrained.

All the lines that should be said have been said, and the weapons are ready.

Now--

"Let's go, Yun Jing."

...

The second world.

Zhao Ran drove the car, and Zheng Xun and the coerced Cheng Jie sat in the back seat of the car.

Cheng Jie is tall, and Zhao Ran's driving skills are not up to par. His head has hit the roof of the car more than once, making several loud bangs.

I don't understand why Zhao Ran drives so bumpy on the flat asphalt road.

Cheng Jie was so angry that he kept cursing.

"Zhao Ran! You can't drive, but you let me drive! I was knocked silly before I even entered the dungeon!"

Zhao Ran defended his driving skills.

"Is this called not being able to drive? Isn't the car driving on the right road? I followed the navigation!"

"Can you listen to what people say! You only care whether the car is driving right, but you don't care whether the people in the car are dead or alive?! What's the use of the car arriving but the people are gone!"

"I promised you that the car and the people will arrive! Where is the basic trust between people?! Cheng Jie, I am really disappointed."

"How can I still be angry when the people are here?"

The two of them talked back and forth, and the three-person car compartment looked like a vegetable market.

If Zheng Xun was there, he would definitely turn this place into two vegetable markets. But now it was Zheng Xun who was huddled in a corner. He felt that the joys and sorrows of human beings were not the same, and the players of the White Tower were really noisy.

But he couldn't interrupt. If he said one more word at this time, this place would still become two vegetable markets.

Forget it, just bear with it.

Zheng Xun really didn't expect that he would bear it until he got off the car.

Their team hadn't officially met the enemy yet, but it was already a mess.

Very good, the stereotype of the players of the White Tower has increased again.

Zhao Ran parked the car and the three got off.

The two who were cursing at each other just now seemed to have become different people after closing the car door. Not only did they stop bickering, but even their expressions became serious.

Zheng Xun witnessed the whole process from the side and felt it was magical.

"I thought you would keep quarreling until the boss."

Zhao Ran went to the trunk to get something, and Zheng Xun talked to Cheng Jie.

Cheng Jie pulled one corner of his mouth and showed a casual smile.

"You don't understand, this is a routine morale boosting session before entering the dungeon."

"Does it have to be like this every time you go to the dungeon?"

"Of course not. If you quarrel like this every day, you will definitely have a cerebral thrombosis when you get old."

"..."

Zheng Xun just listened to what Cheng Jie said. He didn't think Cheng Jie could control the number of quarrels with others for his own health.

He said one thing, but what he was thinking in his heart was definitely - if I can't win this quarrel today, what's the point of living to the age of eighty.

Cheng Jie appeared in an offensive posture every day.

According to the map given by Yiyuan, the twenty-story building in front of him is the headquarters of Yunqi Group.

Cheng Jie put his hands in his pockets, raised his head and counted the number of floors. Halfway through the count, he cursed.

"Building such a tall building in the wilderness, isn't that stupid?"

"..."

It has to be said that even if it spans time and space, it will not hinder the connection between Cheng Jie and Zheng Xun.

You can't blame Cheng Jie for cursing, a tall building means more floors, and more floors means a large map.

A large map means more monsters, and they will be very tired running around.

When Cheng Jie saw such a large map, he quickly asked Zhao Ran to catch up, and they hurried to act.

At this time, Zhao Ran suddenly shouted.

"Fuck, who are you?"