ASS: "Let's play one more game, and I'll tell you who I am!"
Without Mo Bei beside Feng Nai, his side face was colder than usual: "I don't want to fight, I'm not interested."
ASS was wowing over there: "You are not interested, do you know how many people want to PK with me, you..."
It's a pity that the verification information can't send so many words.
He can only progress step by step: "Let's be honest, I'm actually a professional player."
"It's my captain who wants to fight you."
"After all, it's rare to see someone like you who can fight on your server."
"If you play really well in a while, and the captain takes a fancy to you, even though the opponent seems to have already taken a fancy to you now."
"But if you are better, you can come to our team to play professionally if you stick with him for ten minutes."
"us… "
Seeing this, Feng Nai slowly typed a line; "Should I introduce myself?"
"That's the best!" After the yellow-haired boy replied, he glanced sideways at their captain, as if he would be interested in what I said.
But in the next second, his smile stopped there.
Because the other party replied: "This account is also a professional, and now he is in Heiyan, and he doesn't plan to change teams."
Just such a sentence is enough.
But there is another sentence: "One-on-one, being single-killed, God S is really good at playing, but such behaviors as poaching corners should not be done."
"He, he knows who I am!" The yellow-haired boy pointed at the screen, his eyes widened. He is not stupid, and he thought about it: "Are you King?"
After sending this sentence, there was no more reply.
The yellow-haired boy was almost fried.
"Ah, how on earth did he recognize me." The yellow-haired boy didn't understand.
The person sitting next to him said, "It's not surprising, every time you get your ID, it's related to s, plus your speaking style and game techniques, it's not surprising that King will recognize you."
"In other words, this guy has been watching the show since just now." The yellow-haired boy said, "He is indeed too cunning."
The man's voice was very weak: "He ordered rejection at first, but later, he probably thought you were annoying."
The yellow-haired boy pointed at himself: "Am I annoying? I just want to know which player's account he is playing, Hei Yan
I've seen them all, there's no such style of play. "
"It really didn't exist before." The man said, and his fingertips landed on a point on the screen, which was the answer he had just searched for, the information of the new member of the Black Flame team.
Game id: Mo Bei Xiang Nan
Position: Auxiliary
Age: 18
constellation:…
Very little information is displayed.
The yellow-haired boy also saw this information: "Are you kidding me? He plays the support position? You're lying, his wandering hero is so powerful, it's really too inferior to play the support position!"
"If it's that person, playing in the support position is indeed too inferior."
The yellow-haired boy didn't expect their captain to agree with his words.
A little excited: "Right, he should take this kind of wandering position."
"No, the most suitable position should be the assassin position."
"Assassin?" The yellow-haired boy couldn't figure it out: "Captain, why do you have such an idea? You look at him like an old friend of yours."
The man didn't say anything, and continued to flip through the displayed information with his head lowered.
The yellow-haired boy really wanted to know.
Before he could talk, the man raised his eyes and said, "Genius player, bey..."
(end of this chapter)