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Chapter 4 Dad, bring the cannon
Jingle bell~
The rusty bell on the door sill rang, and misty water droplets slid down the glass, leaving several wet marks on the door of the Internet cafe.

When I opened the door, the familiar smell of cigarettes and the noisy sounds of people banging keyboards and mice hit me in the face like lifting the lid of a hot pot.

"Golden Legend!"

"Oh shit, it's stuck!"

"Nimma, I'm really impressed by this Lao Liu."

"Point B, point B! Come quickly, we're just one shot away!"

On the broken sofa in front of the computer, there were obviously a few heroes who had been fighting all night long. They had a cigarette butt in their left hand, a mouse in their right hand, and red eyes.

There are also people who wear earphones, with hoarse rock music playing in the low-quality earphones, but they can still clasp their feet and express their feelings to their online dating partners who do not know the gender of each other.

People of different ages and different situations, all the noisy and joyful faces gather here.

"Cough cough!"

Lu Mingfei took a breath subconsciously. Although he was choked by the smell of secondhand smoke, his body was obviously much more relaxed.

It is impossible for him to go home, and it is impossible for him to go home before dinner. He will be scolded if he goes home. Only by playing in the Internet cafe until dark and listening to the StarCraft brothers praising him behind his back can he feel that he still has advantages.

Only when I entered this noisy Internet cafe did I feel like I was back home. After all, everyone here is talented and speaks nicely. I love being here.

However, the person behind me should be visiting such a place for the first time, right?
Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei turned around and looked behind him, only to find that the figure who had been following him had passed him and walked straight towards the cashier counter without him knowing when.

"Open two planes." Qi Xiuyuan glanced at the last row of planes and said skillfully, "55 and 56."

The cashier girl who was sitting at the front desk and playing games lazily was interrupted. She looked up in front of her with an impatient look, but was stunned when she saw the fully armed Qi Xiuyuan.

Although his face could not be seen clearly because of the black-framed glasses and the mask, and his forehead was slightly covered by the messy black hair under the hat, his gentle and calm temperament was still out of tune with the chaos and noise of the Internet cafe.

Some people should be in such dimly lit and bustling Internet cafes, because only here can they get a moment of peace and satisfaction deep in their hearts.

But some people give people the feeling that they should be having a naive love affair with a girl in the library, or sitting in their own study full of books, making a cup of warm coffee and opening a book.

At least Qi Xiuyuan gave her the feeling that he shouldn't be in such a place.

"Hmm?" Qi Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment when he didn't get a response. He turned around and saw that it was a strange girl. He smiled and said, "Are you new here?"

He lowered his head, touched his bulging jacket pocket, and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill that smelled of ink.

"Ah? Oh, yes, sorry." The girl came back to her senses and smiled sweetly. "The boss is my uncle. He was busy, so I just took some time off to help him look after the store..."

Before she could finish her words, a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth walked out from the door behind the cashier counter. When he looked up and saw Qi Xiuyuan, his eyes lit up and he said in a familiar tone, "Hey, young man, I haven't seen you online for a long time. Did something happen?"

As he spoke, he suddenly pursed his lips at Qi Xiuyuan and glanced towards a certain place in the Internet cafe.

A group of ruffians were gathered there, looking at Qi Xiuyuan's back as if they were confirming something.

But facing his boss's reminders and hints, Qi Xiuyuan just smiled and said calmly: "Nothing, school has just started, I simply don't have time."

"Going to school is good. I just didn't study hard back then, so now I can only make a living by running an internet cafe."

Seeing his indifferent expression, the boss understood. He pushed his niece, who was hesitant to speak, to the back, sat down in his chair, put his cigarette into the ashtray, took out two ID cards, and turned on the phone for Qi Xiuyuan, saying casually, "Still 55 and 56, right?"

"Yes, this time I'm with a friend." Qi Xiuyuan handed over a hundred yuan, but the boss just waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need, I still have a lot of money left from last time. It just so happens that those two machines are new consoles. Go and try them."

After saying that, he looked up at Lu Mingfei, who was standing blankly behind Qi Xiuyuan, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do I feel that this guy looks a little familiar? A regular customer, right?"

"..."

Lu Mingfei, who thought he still had some face, smiled as he saw how familiar the two were.

He found the machine and sat down to turn it on. Just as the boss said, it only took a few seconds to start up, which made Lu Mingfei excited and itchy.

However, such a good machine, why is no one using it?

"Do you often come to places like this?" Lu Mingfei glanced at Qi Xiuyuan, who was also skilled at operating the machine, and asked curiously, "Why haven't I seen you here before? Did you book a private room?"

This is probably the only Internet cafe that allows minors to enter and has a good environment. He comes here to play games every day after school in order to get home later. This is probably the time when he relaxes the most.

But he had never seen Qi Xiuyuan, and he had never thought that someone like Qi Xiuyuan would come to such a place. In his imagination, even if Qi Xiuyuan went out to surf the Internet, he would go to an Internet cafe with a good environment.

Book a single room with high-end decoration, soft music, and comfortable sofas, instead of being in a place where you may be raided at any time and chased by the police like a dog.

"Am I some spoiled young master in your eyes?"

Qi Xiuyuan complained before continuing, "I don't come here often. I just happened to help the boss solve some minor problems, so we have some friendship. Besides, isn't this the atmosphere that people come to internet cafes for?"

As he spoke, he had already skillfully opened CrossFire. Seeing this, Lu Mingfei immediately became interested and leaned forward, asking, "Do you still play CF? Do you play StarCraft 2?"

"No." Ignoring his staring gaze, Qi Xiuyuan said expressionlessly.

"Huh? Why do I feel like you don't like it?"

Lu Mingfei, who didn't know about Blizzard's various crazy operations in the future, just scratched his head in confusion, but still clicked on CrossFire like Qi Xiuyuan.

"CrossFire" reached a peak record of over 2012 million players online at the same time in 400. Even this small Internet cafe is full of veterans playing CF, and their blurred eyes are filled with the smoke and fire of the battlefield.

Although Lu Mingfei's favorite game is StarCraft, in his opinion, with his hand speed and strength, shouldn't FPS games like CrossFire be easy?
"It's agreed that the loser has to pay for the internet." He stretched out his fingers and tapped the keyboard a few times, determined to win, and said, "Let's test the waters first. Biochemical? Or explosives?"

"Explosion, Victory Square."

A moment later, the two entered the same room. Lu Mingfei entered the game and controlled his own character. He held an AWM and looked at Qi Xiuyuan's character behind him. He was immediately blinded by the clarinet cannon in his hand.

"Barrett?" he blurted out, but before he could say anything else, Qi Xiuyuan switched to a different gun, causing his eyes to widen again. "Fuck, eight hundred and eighty-eight Fire Kirin?"

"Wait, there's also Thor? It just came out yesterday, and you bought it already?"

Qi Xiuyuan cut three backpacks, which made the poor Lu Mingfei's eyes red. He decisively threw out his AWM and said without hesitation: "Dad, give me a cannon."

After countless hardships and heartfelt efforts, you finally established a father-son relationship with Naruto. Hearing Naruto sincerely call you "Dad", you, already thirty years old, felt relieved. You received the reward for option three: Ninjutsu Branch - B-Rank - Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Jutsu.

Seeing the light screen appearing in front of him, Qi Xiuyuan looked calm.

That's it?

(End of this chapter)