Counterfeit Hero

came back.......

The fat man stared blankly at Margaret's sexy and beautiful pale pink lips, opening and closing them in front of him.

But I didn't hear a word.

Besides that little bastard, who else can log in to the game with his own account? !

"You want to help me take revenge!" Margaret's red-eyed look would make even a hard-hearted person feel distressed: "That guy is simply not a human being. He bullied me before and didn't tell me. Later, he even robbed me of a piece of cake. One hundred and sixty-eight times, wherever I went, he grabbed everything..."

"One hundred and sixty-eight times?" The fat man couldn't help but shudder. This was obviously done by Butt. That little bastard never knew what is enough.

While talking, Margaret had already logged into "War in the Sky".

The opening scene of tens of thousands of mechas fighting fiercely in the desert amidst the raging fire was majestic. When the character screen was entered, a female mecha who was sixty-nine similar to Margaret appeared on the screen.

The fighter's name is Margaret. The registered information is that he is a major of Feiyang Republic. Apparently this information is from a few years ago. The first time he saw the characters and information, a light seemed to flash in Fatty's mind. When he saw the Hawke mecha at the forefront of several advanced mechas, he was completely stunned.

He turned his head and looked at Margaret beside him, who was looking at the screen intently. A strange sense of destiny made the fat man tingle all over.

He suddenly remembered the Hawker.

years ago. In a competition in the game, I used the mechanical arm hidden under the crotch of Warcraft to remove the circuit board of this Hawk. Margaret came out of the cockpit crying and let herself down...how to get rid of this crying guy in the end...it seemed that he helped her put the circuit board back. ...

And at this moment. The real Margaret is by your side. She logged into the game attentively, under her long eyelashes. A pair of beautiful big eyes sparkling. She is still thinking about seeking revenge from sm01314.

She in reality is completely different from her in the game. No wonder I couldn't recognize it at first. They look similar to each other, but their personalities are completely different. No matter what, there is no way to connect that crying little girl with the woman who calls herself my mother now.

People always have many sides. The disguise in reality is stripped off on the Internet, or someone who is honest and honest in reality becomes hypocritical and cunning on the Internet. Complex human nature. It's never a flat surface. When you see this side of her, you often forget that behind the three-dimensional humanity, there is another side. Which one is real, no one can tell.

Maybe, both! It's just that it shows up differently depending on the environment.

It was almost three years ago when I went back to the past, when I faced off against her in the game. Who would have thought today?

The Battle of Miloc, the counterattack on Lucerne, the Battle of Gacharin and the Little Pyrenees, and then to this free world...it seems that everything is controlled by fate. Is everything under its control?

Every time you think you're free of it, it's hiding in the shadows. Smirking at you. You choose to step out with your left foot or your right foot. It's all fate. Even if you are dissatisfied and want to switch to another foot, it is still fate.

***!

The fat man shook his head violently. Ashamed of his absence.

Next to her, Margaret had a vague body fragrance. Constantly stimulating his sense of smell, his eyes moved downward involuntarily - this woman was a natural beauty.

"Look..." Margaret, who logged into the game, shouted, grabbing the fat man's arm with one hand and shaking it constantly: "He's coming, he's coming!"

Butt, don’t blame your brother for not being loyal enough.

"Want to take revenge?" The fat man smiled like a fat fox.

Margaret looked at the fat man warily. Finally, she was conquered by her obsession with mechas and her obsession with revenge. She nodded heavily: "Yes!"

"Easy! In a moment, I'll beat him until he can't find his way!" The fat man raised his head slightly, a light flashed in his eyes, and the master came with overwhelming momentum. However, what he said next was not very graceful: "The problem is .......This reward......"

"Reward?!" Margaret wanted to squeeze the fat man to death: "Fat man, I just guided you for a long time. Why, burning the bridge across the river, right?"

"Who crossed the river and burned the bridge?!" The fat man looked surprised: "I said, you guide me, and I will guide you, which does not include killing. You know, as a master of the generation, reputation is more important than life. Win. It doesn’t matter, if I lose, the reputation I have built up in the world with my mouth over the past few decades will be completely ruined!”

Margaret stared hard at the fat man who was shamelessly taking advantage of the situation, feeling helpless and angry.

As Hastings' favorite granddaughter, Margaret always got what she wanted. Normally, if she was wronged in any way, people would line up to help her. Even if it is someone else who is wronged, those who are aggrieved will still rush forward and step on them. And her own intelligence and talent are also amazing. She is outstanding in every aspect.

Such a proud daughter of heaven could not suffer any losses or bear any grievances. However, there was nothing she could do about the mecha that she was most obsessed with.

The trend of mecha close combat appeared very late. Even for a military power like the Feyon Republic, the development of mecha close combat has only occurred in the past two years. And her own talent in mecha combat is really average. After using countless methods, until now, her level is only a seventh-level mecha warrior. I want to challenge sm01314 who is the all-powerful man in the flames of war. After all, it's still a lot worse.

sm01314 More than three hundred battles, invincible. In the flames of war, this was originally a myth.

There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers on the Internet. In terms of control skills, they can compete with this guy. Not without. However, it takes so long to be able to defeat that wretched and evil method. No one appeared!

Last time, when I was in Chakna, there was a guy who claimed to be the curator of the Tailiu branch and ranked among the top ten in the game. He volunteered to challenge sm01314 and tried to get close to her, which almost disgusted her to death. As a result, it was not her turn to expose her identity and take action. The idiot with the ID name Talking and Laughing was humiliated horribly by sm01314 and was never seen again.

Later, Margaret neither expected to take revenge herself nor the people around her to help her take revenge. sm01314's identity is well concealed, and his mecha control is extremely powerful. If you want to take revenge, you can only go to the free world, the holy land of mecha fighting, and learn the techniques from those peerless masters who boast of their miraculous abilities, or simply ask them on the Internet. Knock down sm01314! .

The fat man in front of me is undoubtedly the best candidate!

Margaret had heard many rumors about this fat man before coming here. What interested her the most was his deeds of selecting nine top mecha halls and leading fifty mechas across Central City.

To be able to do such a spectacular thing, how advanced is the mecha technology? One can imagine.

But. Who knows, this fat man. It's even more disgusting than sm01314. He turned his back on me and refused to recognize anyone. Reach out and ask for reward. With that expression on his face, he clearly told himself that he would not work unless he was paid.

"Damn Fatty..." Margaret bit her lip and gently hugged Fatty's arm. Her eyebrows were charming and charming, her voice was soft and soft, and she breathed out like a blue: "As long as you help me win him. … Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.”

"If you don't speak up and act like a vixen here, I'll slap you to death!" The fat man said with a sinister look on his face. "I'm serious..." Margaret cursed in her heart, but two blushes appeared on her face, and she quietly leaned her face on the fat man's arm.

"Okay then..." The fat man smiled and hugged Margaret with his backhand, not taking advantage of him, you white-haired turtle bastard. Youyou said authentically: "When doing business, you pay money first and then pay for the goods. Otherwise, give me everything you should give me... I promise to make that guy unable to live or die. That feeling, you You can experience it first. Let’s see if I’m bragging.”

"Rogue! What do you want?!" Margaret slapped the fat man's hand off his shoulder and said bitterly.

She knew that her ecstasy soup had no effect on the fat man. This guy seems to be very seductive and easy to deceive, but in fact, he is more sober and cunning than anyone else. No matter how fancy he was, the fat man never saw rabbits, hawks, devils or strings.

It doesn't work out, I really pledge myself to you.

"I want you......"

The fat man hooked Margaret's chin with his fingers, and Margaret opened her mouth and bit it.

The fat man quickly retracted his hand: "...Find a way to help me release Klaus. You are General Carolina's adjutant, and you can also help talk about some things. Everyone understands it. It's done. It’s too much, and it doesn’t look good on anyone. You guys are here to pick peaches, I have already given up the free port of Mars, what else do you want?! Are you deliberately trying to kill your allies?!”

"That's it?" Margaret asked.

"That's it. Could it be that you..." The fat man frowned, and his expression suddenly became wary: "I didn't say I wanted anything from you...don't rely on me."

"Bah!" Margaret spat. This kind of thing couldn't be easier for her. Immediately he happily pushed the fat man: "This matter is simple. When you turn around, I will have your people released and I will ensure that no one will trouble you in the future. Now, it's time for you to help me take revenge?"

"Speak as if you are a general. Is that okay?!" The fat man looked suspicious.

"You can't do it. I gave birth to a son without a penis!" Margaret said viciously.

Strong woman. The fat man gave a thumbs up, sat down in the game cabin seat with a smile, and moved the virtual keyboard and universal joystick to a comfortable position. I quickly applied for an account.

In the game, Warcraft has just finished a duel and walked out of the battle transfer point. Countless challenge requests filled the challenge screen.

"Trash, come on!"

"sm01314, if you are a man, accept my challenge."

"Idiot, I will crush you to death."

"Level 9 mecha warrior, sincerely beg for a fight."

"Punish you on behalf of the moon!"

Looking at the various challenge messages, Margaret sighed, thinking that being drawn by sm01314 was no different from winning the lottery jackpot. Just when he was thinking about whether it would be more serious to let Fatty teach him his technique if he didn't get drawn, suddenly, a clear electronic beep came.

Fatty, got drawn?

Margaret turned around in surprise, only to see the fat man also had a surprised look on his face.

On the screen, the challenge message sent by his new mobile phone armor named "Fat Master" was not surprising. There are only ten characters in total: "Little brat, if you dare, I'll fight your fat man." Come on. Please give me monthly tickets, it’s the last day. Brothers who are preparing to spend the final money, how will it go? Please log in. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading! )

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