The Super Universe Leveling Game

"I know them." Huang Yanmei put down the cup. She drank very forthrightly and drank half a cup in one gulp. The bottom of the cup could be seen in two mouthfuls, unlike Dongfang Qingyu who drank one mouthful at a time. She poured herself another cup and shook her head slightly. "But I don't know who I am."    

"Is his status very high?" Dongfang Qingyu asked. Some people in the domestic circle were destined to never interact with others. Those with lower levels tried their best to climb up. However, not everyone who advanced would be accepted by someone else in the advanced. If Huang Yanmei revealed her identity as a member of the Huang Family, it would not be a low status. But she hid her identity. In most people's eyes, she was just a worker.    

"The man in the red shirt is the young master of the Public Security Department. The slimmest one was the son of the Provincial Party Committee's Deputy Secretary. Lei Zhaoming is the representative of Hongdou's capital in China. He can spend billions of dollars. The one with the gold-rimmed glasses was called Fang Jianhong, and he had started his business for five years. He established the most popular training institute in the world. Last year, the company went public. His net worth went straight up to 38 billion. Last year, he was called the top entrepreneur of the year. The top ten entrepreneurs are on par with Hong Shisan. " Huang Yanmei's tone was full of admiration.    

Fang Jianhong was only two years older than her, but he already had such achievements. She knew that with her speed of growth, she wouldn't be able to reach his current achievements in another 20 years.    

"They are all big shots." Dongfang Qingyu was speechless. Out of the four of them, the oldest was Lei Zhaoming. He was only 38 years old, and the youngest was the young master of the director. He was only 24 years old this year, but to him, four people were the big shots. They didn't change because of their age.    

"Last year, I wanted to visit Fang Jianhong, but he was too busy, so he didn't have time to see me." When Huang Yanmei said this, she did not have any resentment. She only felt the difference in status. One of his secretary was busy with a lot of things every day.    

"Everyone's circumstances are different, and their achievements are also different. I can't dance today, do you want to change places? " Dongfang Qingyu knew that Huang Yanmei liked dancing and bungee jumping very much. After meeting him, unless he accompanied her, she would not come to such an occasion in the bar. It was rare for her to be in the mood today, but she was disturbed by the red shirt.    

"Forget it, quietly drink and drink. Look at the situation, otherwise I won't be at ease." Although Huang Yanmei was drinking, her eyes were mostly staring at the big screen.    

The battle in Taishan City was not optimistic. The Demon General of the East was very cunning. Every time his health fell to half, he would use the blood sucking to recover most of his health in 3 seconds. If he was lucky, he would be able to absorb a lot of health points, and he would be able to recover most of it in one go.    

After two consecutive attempts, the experts had finally figured out the pattern of the Eastern Demon General. Every time it wanted the blood sucking, it would leave quickly. However, it was useless. The speed at which the Eastern Demon General unleashed the red light was too fast. Ten people, at most five could win. The other half could not win. Even if these experts won, it was useless. Warrior from the Taishan City was still there.    

The experts could not completely tie down the Eastern Devil General. Many times, they had to rely on the Taishan Dynasty to give away their heads. When these people were fighting, they were cannon fodder. When the Eastern Devil General went berserk, they were considered the blood bank.    

The Taishan Dynasty had long realized that this wouldn't work, but there was no better way. If Warrior was withdrawn, it would be easy for the Eastern Devil General to break through the blockade of the experts. At that time, the damage would be even greater. If this continued, although the Eastern Demon General was trapped in the center of the square, the experts would consume a lot of energy. These experts could not be compared to the group of players who had entered the Demon Barrier. After using their ultimate skills, they basically could not cause any damage to the Eastern Demon General. The smarter ones quickly left, wanting to fight for a bit more. They were all dead.    

Although there were experts continuously joining in, the number of people surrounding the Eastern Demon General was still over a hundred, unable to exceed two hundred. Huang Yanmei was very worried when she saw that experts were unable to gain the upper hand.    

Dongfang Qingyu was not worried about the situation in Taishan City. The Taishan City was unable to kill the Eastern Devil General. However, the Eastern Devil General wouldn't be able to destroy Taishan City within a short period of time. Even without the help of these experts, the Taishan City wouldn't be destroyed so easily. The main reason why the Taishan City had suffered such a huge loss was because it was caught off guard by the Eastern Devil General. In addition, they had underestimated their enemy. If they were serious, the Eastern Demon General might not be able to gain any advantages. If it really was a matter of life and death, would Taishan Fengshan still be nowhere to be seen?    

He was now worried about the Southern Demon General. After being hit by the Forbidden Spell, everyone thought that it was seriously injured. This was an obvious idea. As long as the Eastern Demon General used the blood sucking, it could easily recover its health.    

However, he didn't know if the two Demon Commanders were cooperating or attacking at random. If the Southern Demon Commander also appeared in Taishan City, that would be really bad.    

The guests came to the bar to relax. Of course, there were also some people who came to find excitement. Now that the atmosphere was gone, many people could not stay any longer. They left one after another, and the bar suddenly became deserted.    

Dongfang Qingyu raised his wine glass and looked around. There was a very good saying. His wife would not even look at him when she was naked in front of him. However, when it came to other people's wives, they would show their thighs or something like that. His eyes immediately lit up. Those who were pampered had nothing to fear, and those who could not obtain them would always be in an uproar. This sentence made a lot of sense.    

"Who is who?" Huang Yanmei pushed him. Huang Yanmei's thinking was different from most girls. She did not care that Dongfang Qingyu looked at other women. As long as he did not act recklessly, it was fine as long as he looked.    

"It looks a little familiar... Oh, I remember now. It is the Sad Swordsman. Why did he die?" Dongfang Qingyu looked at the young man who appeared in front of the four big shots. He was handsome and exuded a cold and indifferent aura.    

His appearance should have been adjusted, but his temperament could not be changed. He was the Sad Sword Artist. His face was pale, and there was still the Weakness left between his brows. Dongfang Qingyu was very familiar with this kind of Weakness. After he died, his expression changed.    

The Sad Sword Artist seemed to have sensed Dongfang Qingyu's gaze, and he suddenly turned his head. A sharp gaze shot over. The lights in the bar were dim. He looked at Dongfang Qingyu's face for two seconds before he could see his face clearly. A trace of doubt flashed past his eyes, and then his pupils shrank. He almost cried out.    

Dongfang Qingyu knew that he recognized him. He nodded at him as a greeting.    

"He's coming towards us." Huang Yanmei suddenly became nervous.    

"He must have seen a beauty." Dongfang Qingyu smiled and said.    

"I can tell with just one look that this kind of person is not someone who can be seduced by beauty... No, he knows you. " Huang Yanmei reacted. The Sad Swordsman kept looking at Qingyu. This was not the gaze of a stranger.    

"Dongfang Qingyu!" The Sad Swordsman stood in front of them.    

"Sad Blade Master!" Dongfang Qingyu put down his wine glass and asked curiously, "Why did you die?"    

"It really is you!" The corner of the Sad Swordsman's mouth twitched, and a smile appeared on his face. Huang Yanmei was stunned. This was the first time she realized that a man's smile could also be so charming.    

The surroundings were silent. The female guests who had not left stared at the Sorrow Swordsman as if they were infatuated with him. A few of them even drooled.    

- The content came from [Miegu Reading]