The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 180 Win the world and lose her!

win.

Wang Yue won.

Wang Yue, who entered the artistic conception inexplicably, won very brilliantly.

The artistic conception in CF is not the so-called comprehension and penetration in fantasy novels, but an extraordinary sense of play. This extraordinary sense of play is not something you can have all the time, but it happens that in the battle just now, Wang Yue briefly had that extraordinary touch.

Wang Yue grinned, and the corner of his mouth was no longer an evil smile, but a touch of vicissitudes and self-deprecation.

What if he won, he lost the most important thing.

Why not just lose here, if you lose here, maybe you have an excuse to give up CF.

However, he did win.

Victory made Wang Yue unable to let go of CF.

Wu Feng's name was erased, and the fifth master's name had been replaced by Wang Yue.

In normal times, Wang Yue would definitely look at the leaderboard with a smile on his face, because he was one step closer to his goal, but now, Wang Yue didn't take a look at the leaderboard.

Wang Yue got up, just like the attitude he had when he came to the Hero Internet Cafe, his eyes were blank, and he was walking around like a corpse.

At this moment, Wang Yue, who was like a corpse, and Wang Yue, who was full of evil at the moment, formed a sharp contrast.

Wang Yue moved stiffly, and when he reached the counter, he threw out ten dollars and took a bottle of beer.

Wang Yue bit off the beer cap with his teeth and took a swig, until the choked Wang Yue coughed out the wine, then continued to use stiff footwork, carrying the remaining half bottle of beer, and slowly went downstairs.

"boom!"

A dull thunder sounded, and the sky that was clear before was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it was raining heavily.

Wang Yue was like a weirdo, letting the bean-sized raindrops hit him, walking on the street with a half-bottle of beer in a rain-like posture, like a corpse, aimless and expressionless.

What can a brilliant fifth master, in Jian Zhongfeng's eyes, not even a ****.

What if he wins? With Jian Zhongfeng's financial resources, he can create thousands of CF clubs and train countless CF players.

walking.

drenched.

smiling.

Pain.

Win the world, lose her!

"puff!"

Because Wang Yue didn't pay attention to his feet, he stepped on a rotten banana peel and slipped.

The muddy water on the dirt road splashed on Wang Yue's face and body.

The bean-sized raindrop hit Wang Yue's back, causing him pain.

Wang Yue tried his best, got up, and leaned on a trash can.

Wang Yue glanced at the garbage beside the trash can, then looked at himself, in Jian Zhongfeng's eyes, he was just a garbage.

Indeed, he is a rubbish, a rubbish knocked down by money, a lost soul hit by money, a rubbish who is hesitant and unable to put down everything firmly.

Wang Yue glanced at the beer bottle lying in the muddy water, and there was still half a bottle of beer in the bottle.

Wang Yue picked up the beer bottle and in one fell swoop, the mouth of the bottle was facing his mind, and the beer water poured down on Wang Yue's head.

The beer water and the rainwater fused together and flowed over Wang Yue's face.

He lost, not by Jian Zhongfeng, but by money.

Even if Jian Zhongfeng did not appear, Wang Yue and Jian Li would be together peacefully, but, in case one day suddenly, a rich second-generation with a wealth of wealth appeared, who fell in love with the beautiful Jian Li, and also spent a lot of money and powerful Social connections have defeated him, can he bear it when that happens?

Being defeated by Jian Zhongfeng, Wang Yue felt heartache at most, and he would die of heartache, but he knew that Jian Zhongfeng would hurt him, not Jian Li.

On the contrary, if he is defeated by others with money, Wang Yue will not only suffer a fatal blow, but Jian Li will also be seriously injured, and Jian Li will suffer damage, which is something Wang Yue absolutely cannot bear.

Don't think that this situation will not happen. In this world, there are only things you can't think of, and there are no things that won't happen.

The rich take pleasure in playing with beautiful women and laugh at the poor.

If he wants to make money, Wang Yue must give up CF.

To give up CF is to give up his sister, to give up his lifelong dream.

Without Jianli, there would be no laughter in his life.

Without CF, his life would have no color.

Countless people have been crushed on the way to pursue their dreams, and Wang Yue is already on the verge of being crushed.

As soon as Wang Yue closed his eyes and fell down, he just lay in the foul-smelling garbage heap.

He is helpless garbage, garbage, naturally lying in the garbage heap.

At the entrance of the alley, a girl stood there, her eyes fixed on Wang Yue lying on the garbage heap.

Her makeup was disrupted by the storm.

Hair, wet from the rain.

Eyes, full of heartache.

……

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no sign of it getting smaller.

The rain hit the window glass, making a "pop" sound.

The rolling muffled thunder resounded in the sky above Huacheng.

Wang Yue, who was in a coma, felt that someone was washing his body with a hot towel, felt that someone had put a cold towel on her forehead, felt that someone lifted his head and poured a kind of bitter water into his mouth. , it tastes like a fever-reducing potion.

Wang Yue could feel that the man's care was a little unfamiliar, but he was very cautious.

Wang Yue tried his best to open his eyes, but he didn't have a trace of strength all over his body. He could only stay in the dark and use his senses to feel that kind of strange, but careful care.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yue slowly opened his eyes, the sound of rain outside the window instantly attracted Wang Yue's attention.

Wang Yue looked out the window through the glass, the rain showed no signs of weakening, and the sky was a little bright, it should be around six o'clock in the morning.

At this time, Wang Yue began to check the surrounding environment.

Beneath him was a large, comfortable and soft sofa.

At this moment, he is in a well-decorated, single-phase living room.

Wang Yue's eyes were confused, and he scratched the back of his head in confusion.

where is this place?

He vaguely remembered that he slept on a heap next to a rubbish?

Why is his body and face so clean, without a trace of the stench of garbage on his body?

Why did he change his clothes?

Although these questions made Wang Yue full of doubts, the more important question was who brought him here.

He does not have a relative in Huacheng, and it is impossible for a relative to meet and bring him back.

Could it be that he met a kind person and saw him sleeping on the garbage heap, so he took him home?

However, it's not quite the same. His body was obviously cleaned and he changed into clean clothes. How can there be such a kind person.

"Snapped!"

A loud thunder exploded above the flower city, and at the same time the thunder was deafening, in the slightly dim living room, it was bright at that time.

"Wow!"

A child's cry sounded.

　[In these chapters, I am very sad, maybe it is too cruel, but this is the dream, this is the love, the smooth sailing, that is a joke! However, you have to believe that I am a glass-hearted person, So, you understand.I hope that my friends will continue to support me, give me a reward if I have the ability, and vote for a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket if I can't. Your message is the greatest support for me! ]

　　

　

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