PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Legend of the Eagle King

Chapter 679 Jokes
"Didn't it say that it will rain on the day people are buried? Why is the sun so bright today?"

Bai Cangling opened the car window, looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and asked selfishly. The sun shone on her face, slightly driving away the shadow of her domineering these days.

Beside her, the old god Fa Cuo was there, and he didn't talk to her, and Xu Feng in the driver's seat didn't speak either.

"Taoist priest, tell me, why isn't it raining?" Bai Cangling turned to look at Fa Cuo, an old Taoist priest who recommended himself to join the Pao Ze Society.

"Tao follows nature, which day is sunny and which day is rainy, and human affairs are irreversible." Fa Cuo replied calmly.

"Oh, so that's the case, the junior has been taught."

Bai Cangling nodded, showing a rare smile on his opponent's face.

Her hair, which had been cut short a while ago, had grown back, so it was combed behind her ears. The long sleeves of her black suit were rolled up, and she had a resolute and solemn demeanor.

Today, the bodies of Liao Yongzhong and three other members of the Paoze Society were transported back to Sichuan and Chongqing by Xu Feng for burial.

The mighty long car came to the back of Yuntang Mountain.

Countless Paozawa seniors were buried here.

Xue Yu, dressed as a Miao girl, got out of the car and held the requiem banner for Liao Yongzhong, muttering, with a solemn expression, as beautiful as a heavenly girl descending to earth.

"Have you found out, who did it?" Bai Cangling asked Xu Feng standing in front of Liao Yongzhong's grave.

Xu Feng stared straight at Xue Yu who was not far away, "No, I only know that the murderer was shot by the warden."

"The warden?" Bai Cangling raised the corner of his mouth upon hearing this.

"Yes, Warden, a black spear."

"Do all the assassins in this world like to use this thing?" Bai Cangling was thoughtful.

She once killed an assassin who used the warden, and then gave the gun to Fan Qiuer.

Fa Cuo has not spoken.

"It should be a group of people. They killed Ah Zhong for two purposes. One is to weaken your strength, and the other is that Ah Zhong found something in Outer Mongolia, and they don't want you to know." Xu Feng still stared at Xue Yu , as a jackal looks at a lamb.

"I found a fart, this trash is used to being a dog, I traveled to Outer Mongolia, and there is no news of the fart. Now I just want to know who is against me... Also, can you f*ck stop watching ?" Bai Cangling kicked Xu Feng and scolded with a smile.

Xu Feng also smiled, bowed his head and stopped looking at Xue Yu, "Di Ji, it doesn't matter who is against us now, the important thing is that Paozhe has an inner ghost now."

"Catch the ghost if there is one, don't you like doing this kind of thing the most?" Bai Cangling seemed not to want to stay here any longer, turned around and walked back, "Don't even think about that girl, she was given to me by me." Brother's gift."

Bai Cangling returned to the car and drove away alone.

Several people wanted to follow and protect Di Ji, but they were stopped by Xu Feng, "Di Ji is in a bad mood, don't ask for trouble."

Magic City Fengyun E-sports Club.

Bai Cangyun tapped the Enter key one after another to pass the long break.

"Everyone, don't worry, it will be soon, listen to me, close your eyes gently, and take a deep breath~" Yuan Zhen saw the restlessness of the team members, and comforted in broken Chinese.

The two South Korean workers who came to Kyushu, Pu Dongkui and Yuan Zhen, are now actively learning Chinese. After all, the treatment here is so good, they are all determined to stay for a long time, and if they want to stay in China for a long time, they must learn Chinese well.

Upon hearing this, the four team members closed their eyes and took deep breaths with Yuan Zhen to relieve their psychological pressure.

Bai Cangyun closed his eyes, and a map of the entire Jedi Island appeared in his mind...

Off the court, Murong Yulin's phone rang, she took a look, it was Fan Qiuer.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to answer the phone." Murong Yulin said softly to Hua Ying and Bai Geshu.

"Okay." The old man nodded.

Murong Yulin walked out of the auditorium and answered the phone at the entrance of the e-sports hall.

"Little Lord."

"Don't, call me Yulin." Murong Yulin replied lazily.

"Yes, Yulin, I'm back..." Fan Qiuer said respectfully.

This time from Sichuan and Chongqing to the Northeast, she really understood how huge the Murong family is, a top wealthy family, laughing at the so-called upper class society that she worked so hard to squeeze into...

Now it looks like a joke!
(End of this chapter)