Qin Hao was speechless for a while. He didn't bother to argue because of his classmate Mu Qianjun's face. He turned around and was about to leave. However, he didn't expect the boy to be reluctant and grabbed his sleeve: "You are not allowed to leave. This game is not for you." If you interfere with me from behind, I will definitely win, and you will have to pay for this round!"
Qin Hao opened his mouth and was about to explain. Mu Qianjun on the side couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled away the other person's hand and said angrily: "Liu Song, are you still shameless? It's obvious that you are not as good as others. You lost money together with Xiaoqin, and now you blame my brother-in-law? If you are really capable, you can win back the money even if you beat the opponent ten times. Don’t blame the lack of gravity on the earth for your inability to poop!"
Liu Song also knew that his move was a bit unreasonable, but he lost so miserably that he couldn't get off the stage, so he had to hold Qin Hao on his back and argued without any convincing: "What I said was the truth. If he hadn't been there just now, The extra words he said later made me distracted, and I was too late to light the handover. How could I lose? He has to be responsible anyway!"
The little girls obviously didn't expect that Liu Song, who usually looked polite and gentlemanly, would be so embarrassed, and they all felt blushing in surprise. Not to mention that Xiaoqin, who was the latter's girlfriend, pulled Liu Song with a red face and said weakly: "A Song, stop making trouble, let's go, let's go..."
"Where did I make trouble? I'm telling the truth. You guys are not high-level, you don't have enough awareness, and you can't understand the situation and operations just now. It's obvious that I can win, but I..." Liu Song shook off Xiaoqin's hand with a very serious expression. He looked angry, as if all this was blamed on Qin Hao's words, and there were a few little girls who were very good at it.
Qin Hao was also a little unhappy. For Xiaojun's sake, he didn't bother to argue with this guy. Unexpectedly, this guy really thought he was afraid and wouldn't let him go. He also turned on the map cannon. Even after these few All the girls were blamed. I thought it was because of them that he lost so much money.
"A dish is a dish. If you can't beat it, just make excuses. You weirdo, do you still want to show some respect? For the one just now, although it seems that your health line is higher than the opponent's, that is after finishing a set of skills. After that, the opponent still has a weakness and a big move in his hand, and you are already in the kill line, why don't you just kill him with one move?"
Liu Song was shocked. He didn't expect to meet a master. His analysis of the situation and understanding of the game seemed to be very professional. But even so, he didn't want to admit his behavior of blaming others, and said dissatisfied: "Why are you pretending? You are so awesome and you have the ability to defeat the opponent solo!"
Qin Hao sneered: "Not interested."
"Haha, I think it's not that you're not interested, but that you simply can't beat them solo. Since you can't win, why should you criticize me and pretend to be a comparison here? If I say it's you who harmed me, it's your fault. You have to prove that you are better than me in terms of ability, otherwise you will lose money!" Liu Song thought that Qin Hao was the king of strong talk and had only empty theories, so he couldn't help but sneered.
It was also the first time that Qin Hao heard this unreasonable and boring theory, and he felt funny in his heart: "Why should I prove it to you? This kind of thing shouldn't be fought by one willing to suffer, and if you lose, you have to pay? It's none of my business. What a bullshit!"
"I don't care! It's you who influenced me anyway. Five hundred yuan a handful, give me the money quickly!" Liu Song began to cheat. He was already worried that he had lost. Ten handfuls of five thousand yuan were the living expenses for him and Xiaoqin for a month. , he had no money for a long time, and he simply couldn't afford this last handful of money.
The people opposite were all gangsters from the school gym. If he didn't pay, he would probably be beaten badly. He had no choice but to hold on to Qin Hao, like a mad dog.
Xiaoqin was also anxious: "Liu Song, you are going too far. Isn't it just five hundred yuan? If you lose, you lose. At worst, I will ask my family for it, or ask Xiaojun and others to borrow it. What do you mean by deliberately shirk responsibility like this?" "
"Five hundred yuan? Are you sure it's five hundred yuan per game?" Before Liu Song could answer, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Xiaoqin with a smile.
"Ah? Well..." Xiaoqin was a little dazed and nodded reflexively.
Qin Hao suddenly became happy: "Xiaojun, I think, in order to prove that this guy is a real talent, the game I lost just now has nothing to do with me, I have to play a few games with those gangsters. Think about it, this Not only for my innocence, but also for our face."
Mu Qianjun paused and looked at Qin Hao suspiciously: "Brother Ritian, are you really okay? What level are you at in this game? Can you win?"
Qin Hao scratched his head: "I remember it seems to be Huang, yes, Golden Five, yes, Golden Five."
"Golden Five?" Liu Song sneered, "I, a top player in the area, have lost to the opponent ten times in a row. How dare you, a Golden Five, go solo and talk so brazenly about me? Be careful of being outplayed by others. !”
Qin Hao grinned: "Is there a rule in solo that you can't play the golden five? Even if you get beaten, it's better than losing ten games in a row. I guess your intestines will be knocked out!"
After saying that, he walked up to a few gangsters in the opposite row, pointed at Liu Song and said, "I heard that guy said you were doing a solo game? Five hundred yuan a round?"
The yellow-haired gangster looked Qin Hao up and down, but didn't take him seriously: "Yes, you want to play too? Who is he to you?"
Qin Hao smiled kindly: "His girlfriend is my sister-in-law's classmate. By the way, do you want to have fun or not?"
"With just a piece of gold, you dare to find three hundred solos from someone else's king. It's too much money to spend!" Liu Song still ridiculed Qin Hao, deliberately speaking like a boss.
"Play, of course, five hundred yuan a game, as agreed." Upon hearing this, a few gangsters thought to themselves that this newbie appeared out of nowhere and took advantage of him. He dared to solo with the king at the golden rank. How could this be different? What’s the difference in giving money? Only a fool would refuse.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hao shook his head.
"What? You think it's expensive? How about three hundred a handful? It can't get any cheaper." Huang Mao thought Qin Hao thought it was too expensive, so he took the initiative to lower the price.
However, Qin Hao still shook his head: "I think five hundred yuan is too little. I might as well get a thousand yuan. Do you dare to bet?"
One thousand yuan a game, the bet is indeed a lot. Huang Mao was a little hesitant, but when he thought that this boy was just golden, he felt confident again: "Okay, one thousand is just one thousand. By the way, do you still have money?"
"Of course," Qin Hao took out a card from his pocket. This was the salary Mu Qianxue had advanced to him. "There are a total of 50,000 yuan in it. Let's just come!"
"Okay! I'll tell you the rules. The hero is fixed, the summoner's skills are arbitrary, and one health per tower is a hundred swords." Seeing Qin Hao take the bait, Huang Mao was in a good mood and puffed out a smoke ring happily.
Qin Hao nodded and turned on the phone, logged in, and then began to get a little familiar with the keyboard and mouse operations.
Although Qin Hao was a golden rank and was not worth mentioning in front of the king, Huang Mao was still not careless and still sent the guy with the highest rank among them, who was dressed like Sha Matt.
Shamate had a sneer on his face, looking at Qin Hao who seemed a little uneasy. He was familiar with the slow operation of keyboard and mouse, and felt more confident. He sarcastically said: "The king's 800-point solo gold goalkeeper, I really don't know whether I should praise you." If you are brave, you are still stupid and have more money. But it’s okay, buddy, I will let you see today what kind of king’s 800-point mid-lane operation!” (To be continued)