You said to hit the middle point, so I will hit the middle point
I don't want to lose face!
The mage thought angrily, and directly clicked the mouse!
Mo Bei was still standing by the city, waiting for the mage opposite to be resurrected.
Suddenly the screen turned, and the crystal shattered automatically.
A line of large characters appeared on the screen.
"The enemy has surrendered."
Mo Bei paused, turned his eyes, and said seriously: "Why did he surrender?"
Feng Nai could tell that someone really didn't understand.
He couldn't help smiling when he met those clear eyes.
Someone lamented: "The only one who can make the devil, old K, laugh is probably only God Bey."
When the man raised his eyebrows in doubt, Feng Nai coughed lightly, turned his face sideways, the arc of his lips could not be suppressed, but his voice was casual: "His endurance is too poor."
Mo Bei understood: "Find someone with better skills for the next game."
Teammate: ... Godly girl, wake up! Does this have anything to do with technology? This is clearly not wanting to fulfill the golden dog food you sprinkled!
Feng Nai saw that this time, the other three were still relatively quiet, so he shook the mouse and chatted privately: "Do you want to score higher?"
In front of the top score, is being abused important? unimportant!
Three teammates: "Think!"
"Then keep quiet. When she wants the mage on the other side to beat her, all of you should be quiet. I'll pull you into the group." Feng Nai did what he said.
Fans in the live broadcast room want to throw water bottles, for the sake of the routine Bey God, you even open private chats! face!
You must know that Feng Nai's account has never accepted private chats, nor would he have two rounds in a row with any passer-by, and now he is actively pulling people, it's really despicable!
Mo Bei also found out that the person he invited had the same game id as the one in the previous game: "?"
"They want to score points." When Feng Nai was wearing the earphones, his youthful air would be stronger than usual: "What? Can't you take them?"
Mo Bei looked back to his screen: "Yes."
The lineup is the same as last game.
Only this time, Mo Bei turned on the public screen when he came up: "Mage on the opposite side, please come and hit me a few more times."
After Feng Nai saw this sentence, the smile in his eyes deepened.
The hands of the other three teammates trembled.
It's really not bad at all as expected by that shameless male assistant!
Great girl, keep a low profile.
Although you are very good.
But you are so easy to be targeted.
as expected.
In the eyes of the opposite mage, the assassin was clearly provoking him on purpose!
"Brother, are you very confident?" He typed a line: "Then I will show you how my city-level mage beat you!"
Normally, talking to each other like this should make the smell of gunpowder more and more intense.
Mo Bei thought for a while, and said: "City level, that should be very powerful, and the skills are very accurate."
"..." The mage opposite, he really couldn't take this sentence as a compliment!
"What's the matter with you assassins?!"
The people here don't want to talk, except for the support who is in a good mood, they are experiencing the highlight moment of "the jungler gives the support buff" in the previous game.
It's all about scoring!
But soon.
The mage on the opposite side understood the other party's feelings.
That's when the game was six minutes into the game.
He clearly saw the shadow of the other party, but when he made a mistake, the man flew directly behind him.
The sound of the sword made him involuntarily clenched the mouse.
But it was too late, too fast, so fast that he even doubted whether that shadow existed...
There is a QQ reading activity on the first website, from which we will draw the Dimeng wristbands and make a video of the Dimeng summoning order. I want your voice, do you want to be together this time
(end of this chapter)