National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

"It's you, the guy who stole Jiang Yuan's small bench!"

A bucket cannot fly.

After playing "trampoline" for a while, he quickly gained control of his body and mastered the gameplay due to his good physical fitness.

He adjusted his position accurately and flew between Jiang Yuan and Dark, interrupted what Dark was about to say, and landed back again.

Dark's smile froze again.

Just as he was about to continue what he had said before, another big man flew between him and Jiang Yuan.

Thunder Hammer held up his purple hammer and stared at him expressionlessly as he passed by.

Dark: "..."

Jiang Yuan and Paimon could not fail to notice his stiff expression, and when they looked at each other, Darhk's smile shifted to their faces.

Dark was in a good mood. He quickly turned around with a smile and opened his mouth: "..."

Yi Dou's head hit the small bench under his butt.

"You guys who stole the bench, look at the power of my ghost horn!"

At this time, Jiang Yuan and Paimeng also fell silent.

The one who bumped someone's butt and got off the bench was the first one.

Probably the only one.

Dahlke didn't want to bet on whether the small bench was strong or whether the horns on the young man's head below him were strong.

He couldn't even take action against Yidou, Jiang Yuan and Paimon were staring at him!

When he was hit by the purple sword light earlier, it seemed that his clothes were only damaged.

In fact, when Jiang Yuan and Paimon were looking at him at the same time, his chest was still aching.

Dark can be sure that once he has the tendency to do something to Yidou, a new blade will be slashed at him immediately.

Moreover, this attack is definitely not just a warning and a test like before.

Dark once personally received the attack from the purple ponytail god, and then hid aside to observe the attacks that Jiang Yuan could unleash after using the exquisite props.

While he was glad that his rough skin and flesh were useful, he also knew that Jiang Yuan would use the prop with all his strength, and he would not just look like his clothes were a little torn.

His thoughts changed rapidly, and he looked helpless. He and the small bench moved to the side, avoiding the impact of a bunch of ghost horns.

The bucket hit the air and flew higher into the sky.

When he was falling, Jiang Yuan raised his hand to catch him.

"Jiang Yuan, let me go and let me teach this bench thief a lesson!"

Yidou was eager to try and wanted to do the previous operation again.

"Don't think about it." Jiang Yuan held him firmly and frowned slightly, "I'm going to hit my head on the bench, but it's really yours."

With the size of a bucket, he was able to hold it in the air with one hand.

So he reached up with his free hand and tapped the bright red horn on the head of a bucket.

"If the bench is not strong enough, you, the mighty ghost king, will poke someone's butt with your horns!"

Although with Dark's strength, he will definitely not be poked in the butt.

After being reminded by Jiang Yuan, Yidou thought of this.

Thinking of his precious horns, which had not yet had time to be decorated, he looked at Dark, fear and disgust flashed across his face.

"Fortunately, you reminded me, Jiang Yuan, you are indeed my best friend!"

"Hahahahaha, I will definitely choose a more suitable position and angle to attack next time!"

Cheerful laughter sounded in Jiang Yuan's ears.

Jiang Yuan believed that if Yi Dou hadn't been unable to move now, he would have patted his shoulder hard to thank Jiang Yuan for the timely reminder.

"Hey? Dislike my ass?"

Darhk didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly snorted.

"You know I am dignified..."

The key information behind Tangtang reached the ears of Jiang Yuan in a language they couldn't understand.

Dark suddenly stopped mid-sentence and suddenly changed the subject.

"Do you think I don't know that this is a small bench bought with a few game coins in the mall?"

"For such a small bench to exchange for the information I disclosed to you before, you just don't want to thank me, but you think it's not worth it?"

His tone was relaxed, which was in slight contrast to the content of his words.

Seeing Jiang Yuan and others nodding firmly, he sighed in his heart why he was not as funny as before.

Pointing to the "trampoline" and black shadow below.

"It's worth controlling your subordinates not to attack you, but also giving you such interesting toys, right?"

"Don't think I can't see your happy voices before!"

Darhk waved his hands towards several people.

Jiang Yuan found that he was holding a smartphone in his hand, and a video was playing on the screen.

The video quality is clear, clearly and stably capturing their faces, the smiles on their faces, and their cheers.

"Look, I have proof!"

Jiang Yuan and the others were dumbfounded, not expecting Dark to do this.

"You, where did you get the phone? It wasn't stolen, was it?" Paimon's focus was not on the video, "It's like robbing our little bench."

"I said, what is your impression of me? Someone who just grabs things?"

Dark asked rhetorically.

Jiang Yuan looked at him silently and moved his eyes to the small bench under his butt.

The meaning is obvious: isn’t it?

Jiang Yuan did it on purpose.

It's just a small bench with a few game coins, and he still has a lot in his backpack.

Not to mention using the small bench in exchange for information, there is nothing wrong with giving it to Dark for free.

However, Dark's fun-loving behavior made him unable to resist a fight.

In fact, he was thinking about whether he could get more information from Dark by sending a few more small benches.

The bench doesn't work, he has more styles...well, he just thinks about it.

With Dahlke's character, whether he took the bench or suddenly appeared to chat, it must have been on a whim.

Is he interested in benching? not necessarily.

Dark didn't know whether he saw Jiang Yuan's unserious and stingy behavior. After Jiang Yuan moved his eyes to the bench under his buttocks in response, he put his phone away with a flip of his hand.

"No matter what you think, I think it's worth it."

"So, this little bench is mine. Fair deal, I'm not stealing."

Forget it, it’s just a small bench. Why did it take so long?

Jiang Yuan glanced down and adjusted his strength. He stabilized it on the black screen and stopped bouncing. He raised his head and paid attention to their thunder hammer.

"Okay, it's worth it."

After Dark's casual retort of "What does it mean to be right?", he continued.

"You suddenly showed up, didn't you want to discuss with me whether the bench was traded or stolen, right?"

"What if I say yes?" Dark smiled.

Just now a random thought flashed through my mind.

"How about I use other styles of seats in exchange for some information?"

It is also a mall purchase, high quality and low price.

If the person in front of him is not Dark, but other people who know the prices of items in the Guoyun Game Mall, they will give Jiang Yuan's proposal a "whimsical" evaluation.