“That’s right! Chairman, let’s go!” Chuan Yang said excitedly.
“Let Blue River contact you with an account card first?” Chun Yi said.
“Oh, Lanqiao boss, it’s in trouble.” Chuan Yang said with a smile. In fact, yesterday he had the idea of going to the tenth district to show it. He had already obtained one of the tenth district’s account card, but at this time he finally didn’t need to show it. Let Blue River prepare!
“There is one last point!” Blue River wanted to say but hadn’t fully explained it. “Lord Grim’s profession is a casual player. This is not a professional team. This is a variable that we can’t predict.”
“Since it is a variable, why do we blindly believe that this is a variable that is unfavorable to us?” This time, Chui Yang rushed back to the Blue River, “What’s more, the game of scattered people was not invented by Lord Grim, right? It existed as early as n years ago. If it is so advantageous, are all the dungeon records created with the participation of this profession? Speaking of which, the record of the dungeon in The Displaced Land is longer than that of the scattered people? But? It seems that in the record teams of all major districts, there is no such a profession as scattered people? The scattered people are so powerful, and they can hit records that no one can break, so why hasn’t it been passed down?”
The guy around the bank Chuiyang did his homework, and deliberately studied the copy records and copy teams in each region.
“It was so many years ago after all…” Lan He’s explanation has become weaker and weaker. The surrounding brothers even couldn’t bear to listen. They didn’t understand why Lan He was so stubborn this time.
“Old Lan, forget it!” Someone started to send him a message quietly.
“Just let the president and them try it.”