Chapter 11 Memories Kill

Author: Little Dinosaur Demon World

Chapter 11 Memories Kill

From around 2 a.m.

I worked until 8 am.

For 6 hours, Lin Feng was opening the jar.

So the right hand was unconsciously moving up and down, and the middle finger of the left hand was constantly touching rhythmically, and the whole person was confused and felt like he was about to OVER.

Check out the battle situation.

A total of 700 jars were opened.

Your hand speed is pretty good.

Follow the process of opening one, 2 in 30 seconds and 2 in a minute.

It's 120 per hour, which is pretty good.

It also includes tidying backpacks and tidying the warehouse.

After the warehouse is full, we will classify cloth armor, leather armor, light armor, heavy armor, and plate armor, and send it to the five warehouse numbers you created by email in turn.

It's just that the 5 warehouse numbers are too late to register and sort them out.

At this time, some players who were staying in the park had begun to leave.

Lin Feng stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Sweep the toilet paper on the sweeping floor.

Then go to the Internet cafe to clean up, deal with cigarette butts, snack packaging, and toilet paper thrown on the ground.

The fat man lay in front of the computer and slept like a dead pig.

"Fatty, you're still sleeping!"

"ah?"

The fat man raised his head hazy and looked at Lin Feng. His face was covered with keyboard prints, and he drooled all over the table.

"What time is it?"

The fat man glanced at Lin Feng and then at the computer.

"Damn!"

“It’s 8:10!”

The fat man jumped up from the chair because he was about to go to work at 8:30 and worked in a restaurant. He had to clean the dishes and clean them in advance.

Lin Feng looked at the fat man's embarrassing appearance and smiled: "There is bread on the cabinet, go get it yourself!"

"Okay! Thank you Brother Feng!"

The fat man got up and ran out in two steps. He was so confused that he almost threw it on the ground. He took a loaf of bread and a bottle of drink from the counter, and ran away without looking back.

Very embarrassed.

Lin Feng went downstairs and dumped the garbage.

When I came back, a big brother with hair blown up, dark eyes, dry skin, and very greasy clothes stood in front of the counter.

He is Qin Feng, the most famous all-night master nearby.

I used to play the dance troupe and was famous for being fast!

Lin Feng also played the Dance Troupe, so he knew him.

"Brother Feng, I heard that you don't play Dance Team, and you're playing DNF?"

Qin Feng seemed a little disappointed, and pointed to the crisp noodles on the cabinet again and said, "Give me two packs of crisp noodles, one for one piece of bread... and then take a bottle of mineral water..."

"I won't play much anymore...haha!"

Lin Feng smiled awkwardly, took the plain bread and mineral water from the counter and placed it in front of Qin Feng.

"How many days have you been overnight?"

"It's been a week!"

Qin Feng stuffed the dough into his pockets of clothes, his voice was very weak. Lin Feng stopped playing the dance troupe, which was very disappointing for him.

"What's so fun about the dungeon? Isn't it the kind of little bully game I played when I was a child? How can the Dance Team be cool!"

As he said something complained, Qin Feng left.

Lin Feng felt a little moved.

Qin Feng is also Lin Feng's spiritual sustenance.

As two famous all-night gods who were once the fast Internet cafe, Lin Feng is also famous, but now there is one missing from the two gods of the Dance Troupe.

The keyboard of the Internet cafe is so happy!

But then again, why is DNF so fun?

How come this rusty samurai sword is so sharp that it actually cuts my youth from beginning to end...

Some tears.

It's also a bit pretentious.

The elderly contestant is rejuvenating Lin Feng.

Soak a bowl of instant noodles and add two intestines.

Lin Feng sat in front of the computer again and logged in to his main account.

Then start to get tired.

The 6 magicians entered Loran in turn and began to bully the level 1 goblins. The magic star bombs made them scream and beat them.

"Say ~"

A large mouthful of instant noodles was chewed while operating the keyboard to harvest goblins, and they didn't pick up any gold coins in the equipment.

Just willful!

Because of this version, all props must be run over and press x to pick them up, a troublesome batch!

Dine in a bowl of instant noodles.

Lin Feng turned on the Internet cafe's audio.

A warrior who played the same song.

At this time, this song has not been officially introduced to China.

After searching for various forums for a long time, Lin Feng found a complete music. As soon as it sounded, my youth was back.

"Click to listen"

After all night, more than a dozen people continued to fight, including those who were playing dungeons. When they heard this music, they became energetic.

After listening for a while, a non-mainstream guy came over.

"Brother Feng, what kind of song is this? I feel very touched!"

"A warrior like the wind!"

Lin Feng raised his head, his eyes flashing.

"Oh oh oh!"

The non-mainstream guy nodded repeatedly, then ran back happily.

He is the person who is the best at matching fashion in the entire Internet cafe in the future.

Large iron can with red wings, large anklet with small short sleeves.

There is a poem that says:

Red wings point to the sky,

The iron chain shakes the ancient hero!

To protect against domineering,

Iron face covers red eyes!

It's really NICE. For a period of time, it has become a pairing that most red-eyed players talk about. Although it's a spoof, you can also see your love.

At this time, there was not so much contempt or so much interest dispute among players.

The equipment was bursting out and several strangers who sold the money to make pictures were divided equally.

The last resurrection coin is always left to the best equipped person.

I was always inexplicably nervous when I got my teammates resurrected.
To be continued...