Online Games: My Theft SSS Level

The inner demon formation is on a hill not far away.

The three pickles appeared there blatantly.

Not even hiding.

Obviously... they have determined that Chen Ming and his party will definitely die.

It is impossible to escape from the array of inner demons.

Each and every one of them had expressions on their faces like villains who had succeeded in their conspiracy, and their lips showed contempt and disdain.

"It's really a Chinese dog. He was fooled after a little deception."

"Haha, a team of ten people was the first to be eliminated. Just thinking about it makes me feel embarrassed!"

"If we can see these Chinese dogs embarrassed, our goal has been achieved!"

The three of them seemed to have a plan in mind.

And at the same time.

Those kimchi players watching the live broadcast.

He also looked extremely arrogant.

Even the crazy shouting and complaints in Kimchi’s domestic live broadcast room seem to be somewhat unable to satisfy them.

Many people rushed to the live broadcast room in Huaxia District.

After turning on the automatic translation function.

They used the pickle name and started to output madly.

"Come and watch the Chinese dog being hanged and beaten~"

"Ten people from Huaxia entered the dungeon, but they were cleared out in the first wave. This must be a big shame!"

"Thank you China for sending this global copy. Our kimchi will grow well. As for you... just get out of here! Haha~"

"Don't worry, I will definitely appreciate how you Chinese dogs are beaten so hard!"

…

It has to be said that the pickles are not very talented when it comes to swearing.

Just those few words over and over again.

After all, it is a civilization that has slowly developed from the little bits and pieces of Chinese culture. In terms of speaking... they can't keep up with China even if they try to flatter each other.

But even a clown can make people feel angry.

But just when those pickle clowns are waiting for the Chinese people to be angered and want to appreciate their incompetent rage...

Something unexpected happened.

The players in the Chinese region were not angry.

on the contrary.

They are quite calm.

There were even some people who looked cheerful.

"Hey, isn't this kimchi? Come to our Greater China Live Broadcast Room to watch the operations of Mr. Bai Yutang and others, right? Welcome."

"There is a clown in the live broadcast room, but I won't say who the clown is."

"Not only did the pickles find such a Feng Shui treasure for us in the dungeon, they also worked tirelessly and came to the Huaxia live broadcast room with a translator to cheer us on. Such friendship is really touching."

“The reason behind global warming!”

…

Originally, the pickles were here to watch a joke.

But after seeing these replies, they all showed confused expressions.

what's the situation?

What's happening here? !

These Chinese people...

Crazy? !

How can I still be so happy? !

Are you even thanking them?

Isn't this too weird? !

At this moment, they even wondered if there was something wrong with the built-in translation of "Glory".

And just when they were extremely surprised.

within the copy.

The first round of monsters, refresh!

Five copies of Chen Ming's inner demon stood up from the ground unsteadily.

See this scene.

The pickles immediately forgot what was wrong just now, and each one showed excited expressions again.

"Haha, that Bai Yutang was chosen as the target of the inner demon's copy! Huaxia, just wait to die!"

"It's time for you to taste what it's like to be killed by Bai Yutang's hands!"

"I'm so excited that I'm shaking when I think that you guys will be killed by the murderous White Jade Soup Demon!"

In the copy.

The five copies of Chen Ming's inner demon raised their hands one after another.

This action.

It has been deeply imprinted in everyone's memory...

Especially those pickles!

"Sword! Blade! Wind! Storm!"

"It's the ultimate move of the demon Bai Yutang, Blade Storm!!!"

they shouted.

But it was different from the past when I felt fear from the bottom of my heart when I saw this skill.

This time.

They just felt unparalleled excitement!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Five blade storms exploded at the same time!

This scene is terrifying!

The sword energy swept across, and even the world seemed to change its color!

The pickles were breathing heavily.

My face was red and I was so excited!

This is the picture they dream of!

Finally... finally saw it! ! !

The pickles almost had a collective orgasm!

However.

Just when they were typing frantically, preparing to use their little ink to satirize Chinese players...

Sudden.

Someone noticed something was wrong!

In the center of the sword storm, it seemed that... none of the ten figures had decreased.

Many pickles were stunned on the spot.

This is……

what's the situation? !

Why does something feel wrong?

And wait until the violent wind caused by the blade storm dissipates.

After the ten Chen Ming people appeared in front of them intact...

The pickles are all confused!

this moment.

Their pig brains are completely overloaded.

No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't understand why Chen Ming and ten people were still alive and intact under that terrifying sword storm.

What the hell, why? !

No one answered their questions.

Even the next moment, Chen Ming and others brought them an even bigger surprise...

Everyone, take action together!

All kinds of skills are falling from the sky.

It hit the copy of Chen Ming's inner demon, causing an exaggerated amount of damage!

Critical hit!

All are critical hits!

With the help of critical strikes, those damage statistics are so gorgeous that it almost makes people blind!

The pickles' brains completely shut down.

The scene that happened before them had far exceeded their previous expectations.

What if I agreed to be beaten and sent away directly?

how……

The trap that seemed so terrifying to them became so fragile when it fell into the hands of the Chinese... It could even be said to be vulnerable? !

At this moment.

They suddenly recalled that those Chinese people just replied calmly with a smile...

At this moment, they just understood what those calm replies meant...

That's not a problem with the translation software.

But the Chinese people have been treating them like clowns from the beginning!

Understood……

All understood!

After thinking about all this, the pickles finally reacted.

It turns out that they have been viewed as clowns from the very beginning!

All sorts of jumping around and ridiculing in front of the Chinese people...

It's like a clown wearing heavy paint on the stage, performing hard to make the spectators laugh!

At this moment, the pickles felt like they had been slapped in the face, and they were so ashamed and angry that they all fled the live broadcast room in the Huaxia District with their tails between their legs.

but……

They can escape.

Can’t China still pursue it?

China has always emphasized that I will not offend others unless they offend me.

If someone offends me, I will offend him!

moment!

Countless Chinese players rushed to Kimchi’s live broadcast room.

Face output!

Crazy ridicule!

I have to say that Huaxia's curse skills are really awesome.

There is something yin and yang about it.

There are straight-forward ones.

Anyway.

With one round of output, countless pickles completely broke through their defenses.

In this counterattack, China fought with ease, but the effect... was obviously terrifying!

Obviously, there are more than 600,000 real online people in the live broadcast room of Kimchi Country.

But after everyone in China took advantage of the situation and output.

Defence-breaking.

Run away.

Ten minutes passed.

There were less than 300,000 people left.

Cut the number in half!

With such a result, it is no exaggeration to say that China has won a great victory!

While in the outfield, China won a great victory.

within the copy.

Chen Ming and others also obtained a steady stream of high experience points from the replicas one after another, as well as precious fragments used to open the tower one after another...