Already in despair, Yun Zhong Mudi no longer held back, and the battle prowess he erupted with was quite remarkable. The few players who came to kill him were actually repelled. However, Lan Yi and Mangmang de Mangmang were also experienced and extremely cunning. Seeing this guy killing so rampantly, they didn't order anyone to surround him; they just sent some archers to hunt him.

Of course, a large percentage of the archers were eternal residents of the brothels. There's no need to say more about the depravity of these people. Yun Zhong Mudi, for all his fame as a guild leader in Yunduan City, ended up in such a state. What was even more infuriating was that these depraved guys looked bored, uninterested, and unwilling when they attacked Yun Zhong Mudi, truly denying Yun Zhong Mudi any respect even in death.

A warrior being kited by more than a dozen archers – the result was naturally a foregone conclusion. Yun Zhong Mudi finally fell in agony. Before he died, he hoped that Qianli Yizui could give him a quick end, but Gu Fei, limited by his twenty-nine PK points, watched expressionlessly as he was brought down by an arrow permeated with a depraved aura.

Yun Zhong Mudi was also carrying PK points, of course. He instantly lost a level, following in the footsteps of Black Finger and embarking on the tragic path of falling out of the level 40 threshold. But even worse was the state of his guild.

Leaving the guild was like a contagious disease. Once someone started, it immediately spread one by one. Some were following Yun Zhong Mudi on the mission and were threatened with level loss, but even more hadn't even come, and only saw people constantly leaving the guild, and were suddenly moved to do the same.

Many of these departing names were familiar to many in the guild. Many were elite members of the Muyun Guild, and their departure had a significant impact. But why did they suddenly want to leave the guild? There was still no information, and while everyone was still wondering, they suddenly found that the guild leader's level had suddenly dropped...

So everyone understood. Their guild had suffered another devastating blow. So many guild elites couldn't hold on this time and chose to leave. They, too, should start making plans for themselves.

So leaving the guild became fashionable and popular in Muyun. Acquainted friends would send each other a private message: "Are you leaving?"

The answer was usually, "Are you?"

So in a small circle, as long as one person said, "I'm leaving," many others would follow suit and say, "Me too."

System notifications kept ringing. Within half an hour, the Muyun Guild, which was full at 1050 people, had only 741 people left. 309 people had chosen to leave, and this wave of leaving hadn't stopped. Many who had gone to the dungeon could at least still receive system messages from the guild. They saw this tide but couldn't know what had happened. The Muyun players in the dungeon were also shrouded in gloom.

Gu Fei, Han Jia Gongzi, and the others didn't know about this situation yet, but Wu Shi Zhi Jian, Ni Liu Er Shang, and the others learned about the situation through their insiders as soon as possible. Daoying Nianhua was a little dazed. He didn't expect the impact of Qianli Yizui and his group's ambush to be so great. He thought that Yun Zhong Mudi would just jump up and roar, "I've been tricked again!" But according to the informants, the Muyun Guild channel was completely silent at this time. Yun Zhong Mudi didn't come out to do any public relations at this moment of crisis. He seemed to be tired.

"Muyun is finished," Daoying Nianhua concluded.

"Dui Jiu Dang Ge is not far behind," Wu Shi Zhi Jian laughed. Daoying Nianhua led his people back to the resurrection point. There were so many players with PK values that the probability of accepting the wrong mission was far greater than accepting the right one. Daoying Nianhua took about a hundred people, each with a mission, and found that only 13 had accepted the right one...

"This method is too inefficient," Wu Shi Zhi Jian shook his head. His subordinates even accepted missions targeting him.

"It's not very good, but they're all缩 (suo - shrinking) in the resurrection point. There's no other way," Daoying Nianhua said.

"Dui Jiu Dang Ge has already suffered a great loss. I don't think we need to rush. Maintain our attacks on them, and we will eventually take them down," Wu Shi Zhi Jian's mind was clear at this time.

Daoying Nianhua was a little reluctant to give up the advantageous situation he had gained at this time. But he also had to admit that the chance to destroy Dui Jiu Dang Ge in one fell swoop was not great at this time. But if they prolonged the battle and continued this war in the future, could they really smoothly eliminate Dui Jiu Dang Ge? It was somewhat勉强 (mianqiang - strained) to do this by relying solely on Zongheng Sihai's own strength. They still had to gather many friendly guilds and work together to prevent Dui Jiu Dang Ge from having any room for development.

Daoying Nianhua expressed his views, and Wu Shi Zhi Jian strongly agreed. In short, they had to continue to control the current situation, which was a bit difficult. This was simply repeating the old path that Yun Zhong Mudi and Black Finger had taken to deal with Feichang Nitian, turning their initiative into passivity, and eventually being dragged down by themselves. Such a vivid example had just happened not long ago, and Wu Shi Zhi Jian was quite good at learning from it.

However, the battle didn't end so happily at this time. At this time, it was just that the struggle between the big guilds had come to a temporary end, but those small and medium-sized guilds that had been卷入 (juanru - caught up) in this war hadn't been able to determine the outcome so quickly. They were still working hard to attack and kill each other. Guilds that were really forced to the point of being unable to resist basically all took the path of announcing their dissolution. The number of guilds in Yunduan City was rapidly decreasing, as if it were experiencing a great cleansing.

Black Finger almost repeated the tragedy of Yun Zhong Mudi with his people. Fortunately, Yun Zhong Mudi was one step ahead of him. Seeing Yun Zhong Mudi being beaten into this state, Black Finger also hurriedly dispelled this idea. He had already compromised in his heart. Fighting Qianli Yizui was really a failed decision. Now Muyun was finished. Yingqi Studio, which organized this operation, had not fulfilled any of the assistance they had promised from beginning to end: intercepting and killing Qianli Yizui in Wulong Mountain Range, using the ambush teleport scrolls to lure Qianli Yizui into a trap, etc... These beautiful designs seemed to have completely failed to influence the direction of the war...

"Guild leader, what do we do?" Many players in the guild, hearing of the fate of their biggest ally, the Muyun Guild, were worried. Silently, several members of the Black Alliance had also left the guild.

The contagious disease of leaving the guild had arrived, but Black Finger was not as desperate as Yun Zhong Mudi at this time. He thought of the only hope for the guild to survive: to compromise with Qianli Yizui.

Admit that he had lost, admit that he was wrong... These were what Black Finger thought of. It was humiliating, but there was no way. Black Finger would feel even more憋屈 (biequ - suffocated) if the guild he had built and developed with his own hands collapsed like this. Both ways were depressing, but at least one depression could give him a chance to be comforted, as for the other depression... after the depression, there would only be deeper depression.

Black Finger told his intentions in the guild, and the guild was silent. No one expressed support, but no one expressed opposition either. But a very obvious signal was that the contagious disease of leaving the guild that had already begun suddenly stopped. Obviously, everyone supported it in their hearts, but saying words of support at this time would seem very没出息 (meichuxi - spineless), so let the guild leader do the spineless things, and everyone would enjoy the results of the spinelessness...

"Black Finger wants to meet us for a chat..." After some twists and turns, Black Finger's intention was finally conveyed to Gu Fei.

"Well, either he's admitting defeat and begging for mercy, or he's struggling to death and setting up another trap. There are only these two possibilities," Han Jia Gongzi said.

"We decide the place, and he comes himself..." Gu Fei continued.

"He surrendered," Han Jia Gongzi concluded.

"But with the current situation, it doesn't seem to matter whether he surrenders or not. Anyway, there won't be any problems with Jian Gui and the others getting out of prison," Gu Fei said.

"He doesn't think so. He's afraid you'll keep causing them trouble!" Han Jia Gongzi said.

"The matter has been resolved. Why keep going on and on?" Gu Fei was very generous, but after saying that, he added, "But in the future, priority will be given to them for wanted missions!"

"At least we have to see the sincerity of their surrender!" Han Jia Gongzi said.

"How do we see it?"

"Do you know how much money I spent just buying teleport scrolls?" Han Jia Gongzi asked.

"..." Gu Fei felt that Black Finger might as well have died in battle, because he was about to face a strong extortion on his spirit and money.

So when Black Finger met these two, he indeed quickly had the idea of ​​dying.

Qianli Yizui basically didn't say a word. The central idea of ​​what Han Jia Gongzi said from beginning to end was basically two words: "Pay up."

"There's nothing else to compensate for," Han Jia Gongzi seemed very aggrieved, "I have to exchange everything for money, this is really tragic..."

"About... how much money?" Black Finger braced himself. He knew with his knees that this was the time for a lion to open its mouth, and Black Finger was not a rich man. This money could only be collected from the whole guild in the end. If he really couldn't collect it, then he would close down!

"Let me see. In this war, we used more than two hundred teleport scrolls alone. You know how much a teleport scroll costs, right?"

Black Finger vomited blood, and Gu Fei almost couldn't help it. This guy was really telling lies without blinking an eye. More than two hundred teleport scrolls? He didn't even buy that many, right?

Black Finger quickly calculated in his mind. The price of teleport scrolls was only going up and not down now. More than two hundred, regardless of whether it was true or false, this was the price the other party was asking. Converting it into money, it would not be less than 300,000 gold coins. His own guild had 1,000 people, and each person would have to pay 300. He could still掏 (tao - take out) it out, but he didn't know if these guys were willing. More importantly, Han Jia Gongzi was still not satisfied, and obviously this was not the only bill.

"Feichang Nitian originally had more than a hundred people, but you forced away most of them at once. Those are all experts in the game, so what do we do about such a serious loss of talent?" Han Jia Gongzi asked.

"This... this person..." Black Finger hesitated.

"Do you think people are more valuable, or teleport scrolls are more valuable?" Han Jia Gongzi said.

Black Finger said without hesitation: "Scrolls are more valuable."

"What about elite experts? Especially the super elites that we lost in our guild," Han Jia Gongzi said.

Elite my ass, super my ass! Black Finger was in tears. Who didn't know that those people of yours were temporary riffraff gathered during the city war? If they were all super elites, then he would be a super GM.

"Why isn't Guild Leader Black speaking?" Han Jia Gongzi asked.

Black Finger wiped his sweat, "That, how super are the super elites? I'd like to see them."

So Han Jia Gongzi sent a message, and Piaoliu flashed into the box. Piaoliu had played in Black Finger's mercenary group, and Black Finger was no stranger to him. Seeing him, he was stunned. Han Jia Gongzi said from the side: "Look, that's how super, that's how elite. You forced him to quit the guild, it's a big loss!"

Black Finger was about to崩溃 (bengkui - collapse). The person in front of him was indeed worthy of the title of "super elite", but the problem was that this was obviously a special case, and he was standing here now, and it was obvious that he would be added back soon... How was this bill calculated?

Super elite Piaoliu also greeted Black Finger and chatted casually for a few words before sitting down as if no one else was there.

"How many super elites quit with you?" Han Jia Gongzi asked Piaoliu.

"There are about seventy," Piaoliu said.

"Then let's count it as seventy!" Han Jia Gongzi waved his hand generously.

"Well, I have a good way to convert the value of super elites," Piaoliu said.

"Oh?" Han Jia Gongzi raised his eyebrows. Black Finger suddenly felt full of expectation. Piaoliu was in his mercenary group back then and got along quite well with him. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were old friends. Was this person now going to help him?

So Piaoliu began to say his idea: "Let's calculate according to the value of a set of equipment! Other things like technology, level, and profession, there's no standard for those! It's not easy to handle."

"But now we can't find anyone else," Han Jia Gongzi said.

"Then there's no way, let's calculate according to my equipment. Those guys must have a lot of equipment that's stronger than mine, but there's no way to find them, so let's just suffer a little loss?" Piaoliu suggested.

"Is that so? Then there's really no way, we can only calculate according to your trash equipment. Guild Leader Black, you're making a big profit," Han Jia Gongzi said.

Black Finger cried, really cried. This was all prearranged, this was a conspiracy! Black Finger was shouting in his heart countless times. What kind of character was Piaoliu in the game? How could these two guys say that other people's equipment would be stronger than Piaoliu's without blushing or breathing? They would shamefully think that using Piaoliu as the base was considered to be letting Black Finger take advantage. Was there really no justice in this world?

While Black Finger was crying, the two guys were already calculating the bill. Piaoliu looked at the equipment on his body and shook his head and sighed, as if he were looking at a pile of garbage. Finally, he regretfully announced: "My set of equipment, if I exchange it on the market, would probably be worth about 20,000 gold coins... Sigh, I'm really ashamed!"

"20,000 gold coins, seventy people, that's... 1.4 million, I didn't count wrong, right?" Han Jia Gongzi said.

"That's right, that's right, sigh, it's my fault for not being competitive. A set of equipment is only worth 20,000," Piaoliu said.

"You... you're going too far..." Black Finger finally couldn't bear it any longer, but even so, he didn't dare to add any weight to his tone. Black Finger just wanted to point out fairly that these two guys' conversion method was very problematic, very problematic.

"Oh? There's a problem?" Han Jia Gongzi didn't care, "We'll discuss the problem later, let's calculate the next item."

"N... next item?" Black Finger stammered.

"Yes, next is the problem of quite a few guys being in prison. In order to avoid your strong pursuit, Guild Leader Black, the remaining fifty super elites in my guild had to temporarily避 (bi - avoid) in the dungeon. They sacrificed a lot of time. We all know a saying: time is money. In online games, time is not just money, it's also levels, equipment, and opportunities! Think about it, if these people were not in prison, but were leveling up normally outside, maybe their luck would爆 (bao - burst) and they would pick up a Dark Night Stream Sword or something, but now, because of being in prison, these countless possible opportunities have been missed. This is really impossible to evaluate with money... But since we really can't find other alternative ways, we have to use money. Guild Leader Black, how many gold coins do you think these countless losses are worth?" Han Jia Gongzi said.

"You say it!" Black Finger was already powerless.

"I say it? I can't say it. Time is priceless, it's really difficult to measure with money, let alone game coins," Han Jia Gongzi said.

"Maybe this part of the loss should be compensated with RMB?" Piaoliu interjected.

Black Finger stood up suddenly, wanting to strangle Piaoliu, but fortunately Han Jia Gongzi immediately added: "That's not good, right? Game matters should still be resolved in the game!"

"Everyone, don't calculate, just give me a total to listen to!" Black Finger was already desperate at this time. He would never be able to bear the millions of gold coins just now. He was still listening just because of a hint of curiosity in his heart. He was curious about what else these shameless guys could calculate into money.

Han Jia Gongzi really wouldn't let anyone down. Next, he calculated Gu Fei's hard work in chasing and killing and washing PK, and the traffic subsidy for the girl from Rebirth Purple Crystal who was forced to leave because of this matter, and the favor fee for Yun Zhong Mu, who came from Yuyue City to help because of this matter. Oh, I forgot, there were also Lan Yi and others who came from the even farther Baishi City. They were even farther away, this favor was even greater, and the fee had to be even higher. In addition, Feichang Nitian suffered this blow and faced reconstruction, and the construction fee and the like should always be paid by the guys who caused the damage. After calculating these odds and ends, Han Jia Gongzi wrote countless zeros on a piece of torn paper and handed it to Black Finger: "I've listed the numbers neatly, Guild Leader Black, you can do a vertical addition!"

Black Finger really趴 (pa - leaned over) there and calculated for a while, and finally came to the conclusion: "4 million gold coins, um, that's about it?"

"Maybe there's something I've overlooked, but I think it's not good to be greedy, we should be satisfied with this number. If those guys who come out of prison have any dissatisfaction, this is also my responsibility, and I will never let them come to Guild Leader Black for trouble again."

"Very good," Black Finger nodded, his face ashen, and with a wave of his hand, he tore the piece of paper with the bill into two halves.

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The monthly ticket rushed to the top of the classification list... but familiar classmates must know that Hu Die will be so猛 (meng - fierce) at the beginning of each month, and then he will be surpassed again and again, and slide all the way to the bottom... Do you know the feeling of skiing and finding that there is no ski track, so you rush out of the cliff and hang on the edge of the cliff and荡漾 (dangyang - sway) in the wind? It's like that. Is this month going to play like this again?