Feng Yi: ...
Did An An hear what he said
Little Demon Bo is a man of action, and while muttering, he began to look down at the check-in information.
Feng Yi raised his hand and pressed his forehead, this...
On the other side, wait until Feng Nai reappears at the dining table.
Adolf has changed the subject: "God bey, our captain should have no shortcomings, but he..."
"Endurance." Before Mo Bei could answer, Feng Nai took over the words with a lazy voice: "Your captain, your endurance is average."
Adolf refused to accept it: "Although Heiyan and our team have a deep grievance and often fight each other, old K, our captain has played in singles matches like you. You can't deny his strength."
"When did I say he was not strong enough?" Feng Nai sat down casually, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned back, his legs were too long.
Adolf still wanted to say something.
Huan Leng on the other side opened his mouth suddenly: "He's right, Bey should have seen it too, that's why I keep fighting against K."
"Captain?" Adolf's eyes widened. He never thought that the god-like existence in his mind would deny himself like this.
Huan Leng looked at him with a calm tone: "There are some things I have never said, because there is no one in the team who can take over, and it is impossible for the team to replace me, but the operation will have operational considerations."
"Operation?" Adolf clenched his hands: "What does this mean?"
Huan Leng put down the tableware: "That's what you think, the team has plans for the team."
"You are the strongest magic spear in the country!" Adolf stood up suddenly: "What else does the team want to do!"
Cat, Cat, and Bear, who was listening next to him, reached out and tugged Adolf.
Adolf's eyes were red.
Huan Leng also stood up, and put his hand on his shoulder, exerting a little force.
Adolf turned his head away: "I don't understand."
"I made a mistake in last year's All-Star Game." Huan Leng's tone was flat as if he was stating a fact: "A professional player's career is measured by age in addition to commercial value, even if I quickly adjusted Yes, but lack of stamina is a fact, in a little over a month, I will be 23, the golden age of e-sports professional players is your age."
Adolf's throat moved: "K is also in his 20s, the commercial value between you and him is only a little bit short, he..."
"He is recognized in the world and ranks first in the kill list. He has raised the points of all of us by himself, but I am not." Huan Leng moved his wrist: "After last year, I can clearly feel that My own shortcomings are magnified, and even when there are extra games, I will make frequent mistakes. The people above talked to me. After the All-Star Game, they discovered new players. The club still needs fresh blood to promote it, not to mention that my skills are indeed declining with age. The club has already made plans. After Milan this time, if my performance is still the same as before, according to the contract, the team has the right to Sell me out."
"Resale?!" Adolf's red eyes were full of anger: "Without you, the captain, the club would never be what it is now. How many people come to this team, they are here for you. We are players, not commodities! They Why!"
Huan Leng's throat moved, because the truth was too cruel, so he chose to remain silent.
"Why!" Adolf shouted at the top of his voice.
Mo Bei, who hadn't spoken all the time, looked up at him: "Most of the club is used to make money, why do you think so?"
(end of this chapter)