"Get out of the way and let me come!"

Facing a boss with residual health and entering the final mechanism, the Azure Knight did not hesitate or flinch, and resolutely rushed out from the protection of his companions, the long sword in his hand blooming with golden light.

[Skill—Fatal Strike]

Hee hee, I’m determined to be a human-headed dog!

Let me see what the special rewards are!

No, it seems different from the information in the intelligence. Why is the knife on its back so big?

"No, jump back with all your strength!"

Unfortunately, this reminder came too late. The Minotaur's strong body jumped into the air, wielding the Nodachi and slashed hard. The blue knight could barely block the first blow, and then was involved in the opponent's attack.

During the sword dance, he was finally shot away like a kite with its string cut off and fell to the ground.

The remaining companions were furious and moved forward to attack and cover.

"Why do you want to be alone..."

Kirito ran over and helped the handsome captain up.

"It's useless, my blood volume has been cleared." The man-headed dog knight, who had failed to pretend, opened his eyes with difficulty, refused the precious recovery potion, endured the pain and unwillingness, raised his hand towards the ceiling, and tried to

Seize the last hope.

"Please, for everyone's sake, please defeat it..."

Before he finished speaking, his entire body turned into blue crystal fragments and floated away.

Mizukura Yui squatted on the sofa with her legs in her arms, staring at the TV without taking her eyes away.

Caimiao was trying hard to hold back her laughter.

Qianyuan's face was expressionless.

"You fell down just like that?" Zhuda Caimiao patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't make any noise, be quiet, it's just because your nonsense affects my performance."

He curled his lips, this kind of rubbish animation that only pays for one episode, no one can watch it, but the game is still interesting.

His eyes returned to the computer screen.

Before the fight even started, one of the eldest brothers was already lost, and everyone was already thinking of quitting.

But before they could retreat, the tauren holding the blood-drinking sword on the opposite side smiled wildly and flashed to the center of them, sending out a shock wave that sent everyone flying.

At this time, the sky was also covered with clouds and thunder roared. The death chanters who had turned into spirits also released their full-screen ultimate move, and the death rays from outside the sky directly struck their heavenly spirit caps.

Immediately afterwards, sparks flashed from the bull-headed God of War, and the hero who looked exactly like Reggio fell to the ground on the spot.

The beautiful girl who managed to survive suddenly shouted, "It's broken, it's broken, it's sold, it's sold!" She ran away quickly, and the tauren behind him chased for a long time with a big sword. Seeing that the five-kill super god was hopeless, he decisively

Throwing away the mouse, he quickly typed forbidden spells on the public screen with both hands.

"Tauren Chief: Dad!!!"

She suddenly paused, as if she had been brainwashed by this spell, turned around like a giant earth, opened her hands, smiled, and calmly welcomed death.

[The Tauren Chief has become a god.]

This situation is truly rare, and Mr. Qianyuan couldn't help but prepare to applaud and celebrate with Mr. Keyboard.

"Emperor Bao: This group is hitting with a hammer, Galen, can you do it! Q him! Why are you silent? How old are you? You have to be caught and beaten..."

"Emperor Bao: Are you here to grab someone's head? I'm really convinced, he's really good!"

Qianyuan, who was accused, had nothing to say, so he chose to leave the matter alone and silently deleted the text in the dialog box one by one.

"Emperor Bao: Originally, I was a very qualified person, and I didn't want to scold others, you know, but you really deserve to be scolded."

"Emperor Bao: Is this an operation that a human can perform?"

Forget it, order it, this one is boring.

"The Infinite Sword Master has left the game"

Brother Matsuda, I can't help you, and I'm really going to jail this time.

Seeing the screen turning into black and white, and the heads of the five people next to him collectively dimming, Mr. Qianyuan fell into a long, unforgettable silence.

I turned on my phone and glanced at a certain pretty girl host who was still patting the table and taking pictures in sync with the headphones.

Give away five kills, right? Play a group game, right?

He raised the cup and drank some water to clear his throat.

Pick up the microphone on the side.

"Sakura, are you still there?"

"Huh?" The girl on the other end of the microphone was suddenly startled, "Yes."

He lowered his head and confirmed that the live broadcast on his mobile phone was only slightly delayed. The girl's live broadcast did not block the game's voice output.

The man suppressed the excitement in his heart, smiled evilly, and tried to adjust to the gentlest tone in his life.

Although the cheap microphone in the office may not pick up the sound very well, Qian still had to turn it on at full speed to give her an unexpected surprise.

He took a long breath, smiled lightly, and leaned closer to the microphone.

"Although the fight was terrible, Sakura-chan also worked hard."

"Whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you when I get home from work. Let's talk about it first. It won't be too greasy, as it will make you gain weight."

"The lunch break is almost over, I have to work later, so I'll get off first, and then I'll have a hug when I get home in the evening~"

His tone was gentle and soft, as gentle as treating a lover.

Whether it's emotions, feelings, or even the vibrato at the end, it's worthy of the performance of a professional voice actor.

It was supposed to be heart-warming words of encouragement, but paired with a mean smile, it looked inexplicably sinister.

At the speed of light, he cut out the task manager and closed the game. He threw away the microphone and headset in his hand, crossed his legs, leaned back on the president's special sand-pipe swivel chair, and squinted his eyes contentedly to rest for a while, comfortable and quiet.

"?"

Sakura Suzune on the other end of the network cable did not expect such an operation to happen, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

The style of the cheerful barrage that originally filled the screen with people calling for food suddenly changed, and the barrage that originally filled the screen with people happily serving food became confused and unhappy.

"Dog food channel?"

"Female anchors who are painters can also have boyfriends, I understand, I understand... wuwuwu, I have broken my defense..."

"There is someone here who is still pretending to be a master, but I won't say who it is."

"The anchor's boyfriend's voice is so warm. I'm okay. Can you give me your boyfriend's contact information with a rocket?"

"It's not what you think! It's a complete prank!"

After the frenzied calls to his number were blacklisted again, Mr. Qianyuan opened his eyes and saw the barrage flying across the screen and the beautiful girl host who was in a mysterious state. He couldn't help but clapped his hands and laughed.

"Qianyuan, is it really okay for you to tease Suzune-chan like this?" Taketatsu Aya-meow chuckled.

"What's wrong? This is not the third year of high school. She is still playing games at this time. Give her a small chance to disconnect from the Internet and save herself." Qianyuan said leisurely and contentedly, with her feet still raised high.

"It's an excuse, right? It's obviously you who wants to mess with Sakura."

"Who allowed her to be so arrogant and say things like that to others..."

Although it seems that Miss Morning is Sakura's direct senior, this relationship is probably similar to "mother".

Qianyuan snorted, and became even more angry when she recalled her old enemy Waseda from the club next door threatening her, "Unless Sakura-san asks me to be a tutor, I will never forgive her no matter how hard I think."

By the way, it's time for Hirata to finish eating.

Qianyuan glanced at the plate on the table. There was almost enough left, probably enough for the old man to heat it up and have a meal by himself in the evening.

…

I put some dishwashing liquid on the rag in the small kitchen and used hot water to wash away the oil stains on the porcelain plates. Fortunately, there were not as many people in the room as in the hotel next door, so I didn't need to wash as many dishes as Matsuda.

Qianyuan wiped his hands and shook off the remaining water stains.

Speaking of which, has it been a long time since I worked in a restaurant?

"Shui Cang, is there really no shortage of teachers in your cram school?"

"There is no shortage. Although it is overcrowded, there are always a lot of applicants who want to make money." The cute and cute junior Mizukura was curious about why the senior male mother in the office had a bitter face.

Poverty is really a heart-wrenching worry.

Is the competition among cram school teachers so fierce now?

It seems that the only person who has hope of saving Mr. Chihara's wallet for the time being is Sakura-san, who is preparing for the exam in her third year of high school.
Chapter completed!