When the full-level boss falls off his horse

Chapter 207 New Teammate, Handsome

As soon as this sentence came out, the first reaction was not in the game, but in the temporary discussion group.

Shen Yang typed very fast: "Cat's Claw, ah no, I mean the assistant little brother, that friend of yours really thought it through and joined this competition?"

Punch a child: "Yeah."

Shen Yangzhong single thief: "If he really goes up, he's right to be Xunyang, the provincial standard ADC."

Punch a child: "Are you worried?"

Shen Yang slipped alone: ​​"To be honest, yes."

Punch a child: "It's just a provincial standard."

Provincial standard only? !That's all? !
Seeing this, Shen Yang really wanted to wake up their underage teammate, but he couldn't type the words yet.

Over there, Gu Jie spoke, simply and neatly: "Pull him into the team."

Punch a child: "Okay."

Shen Yang knew that the situation was over, so he hurriedly asked, "What rank is your friend?"

The silver-haired boy in front of the computer didn't care at all: "Gold."

Shen Yang's single thief: ...

Yu Shulei resists critical strikes: ...

Shen Yang didn't even have the chance to say anything else.

They watched helplessly that their team had an extra gold number, which was particularly conspicuous among the crowd of kings.

World news is flying.

"Hahaha. No way, Brother Hun, you don't have to do that when you give up on yourself."

"The entire server knows that you have lost, so it would be faster to simply surrender."

"Punch a child and say, wait until I find a helper, I found a helper, a piece of gold, hahahaha, let alone beat Yangshen at this level, can you beat me?"

In addition to bad-mouthing is bad-mouthing.

The visitor also saw it, and turned on the mic directly, with an indescribably academic sense in his lazy voice: "When did you come back?"

"Recently." Qin Weian, who was not in front of Gu Jie, couldn't warm up to anyone: "Get ready."

The visitor got used to it, clicked the mouse with his fingertips, and glanced at Soul's ID: "Your captain?"

Qin Wei'an let out a "hmm" with an overbearing aura, as if to say, you'd better not say some things, especially my identity.

The visitor restrained himself: "What about our trade union?"

Qin Wei'an answered casually: "It's gone."

When the visitor heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he greeted Gu Jie: "Then let me join, your team."

With a flick of his wrist, Gu Jie entered the battle page and at the same time replied to him: "Okay."

In the battle room, no one expected this direction.

what's the situation?
They came to watch the 5v5 match, and what they most wanted to see was how Yangshen slapped these people in the face.

But these people are still chatting about everyday life here!

Liu Shuo snorted, "Are you looking down on us?"

Xunyang glanced at him: "Choose a hero."

Liu Shuo felt that there was no need to endure this situation, so he simply turned on the public microphone: "Some teams just pick up junk, and they want gold and platinum."

"How can such a person deserve to line up with Yangshen? I also agree."

After Liu Shuo finished answering this question, he opened the page and typed.

A piece of world news that can be seen by all servers.

"Today suh will teach some RMB players, be a good person!"

It is self-evident who this is talking about.

It's rare for Gu Jie not to return, he is picking a hero.

Some people booed: "Is the soul intimidated?"

And a sane gamer.

"Suh almost sent the entire second team this time, and the strength of the province's first team. If I were to fight, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to last for 9 minutes. Soul and the others can fight, which is actually pretty good."

Not only is it good.

Shen Yang is a group control player, and he can analyze some things from the lineup alone: ​​"Mr. Gu, they want to interrupt our mid-field linkage, invade the jungle area, and grab the bottom lane. Why the hell are they all from the second team? There must be people from their team in there! Mr. Gu, you must be careful when you play wild!"

Gu Jie raised his eyes, and when he held the mouse, he looked extraordinarily fair and slender: "Let them come."

(End of this chapter)