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"What's the matter with bringing us up here alone?" The familiar music from Monkey Brother's cell phone came out leisurely, sounding so loud in the quiet rooftop.

"I want to quit the game." Lao Qiu said calmly.

bass!
Han Feng and Monkey Brother turned around at the same time, and Monkey Brother was a little sober at this time.

"What? Quitting the game? Are you crazy, old Qiu?" Monkey Brother was a little bit incredulous. "Just because of the ridicule of those bastards?"

"No, I just feel like I failed miserably. I'm not a good leader." Old Qiu turned his head away and said, "They are right. Our level is not good enough to enter this Shura Field. It's a bit rash of us to come in."

"Who are they? Are they the ones in the regiment? Why do you care about them? None of our brothers has ever complained!" Han Feng couldn't help but speak out at this time. He really thought that Lao Qiu would have such thoughts today.

"Why the hell do you care about those parasites? They are only good at talking big, but they are cowards when they go to the battlefield. If you hadn't spent this money in an unclear way, I guess those traitors would have run away long ago. Why do you care about those people's feelings?" Monkey Brother was a little angry. He was angry at Lao Qiu's decision, and even more angry at himself for not kicking out those parasites who spread rumors in the group earlier.

"I just feel so sorry for my brothers. We worked so hard for a month, but in the end we were beaten like this. We have to endure the taunts from those beasts on the opposite side every day... Hey, we could have had a pretty good time..." Lao Qiu looked a little depressed.

"You're such an idiot! You'd be really sorry to us brothers if you quit the game now. We've fought so hard with you, but have we ever really cared about winning or losing? Isn't winning or losing in a fight normal? Whoever mocks you, we'll help you curse back!" Han Feng started to get anxious at this moment.

He was not anxious when faced with the backstab.

He was not anxious when facing the siege from several top groups.

He was not in a hurry when facing the targeting of the top allied bank in Ratetu.

But this time, his good brother was so upset by those bastards that he was really anxious.

"Crazy man, the Suzaku Group is yours. They must have spent a lot of money this season. Count it on me." Lao Qiu took a sip of wine and said while being a little drunk.

"You are such a tiger!" Han Feng cursed.

"Don't be stubborn with me. I've seen everything they did this season. Can a normal team play like this? Can they help us like this? Moreover, they are a bunch of red... crazy people. I owe them a favor!" Lao Qiu patted Han Feng on the shoulder. It was unknown whether he was drunk or not. Anyway, Han Feng felt that the two pats were unusually heavy.

"What's the big deal? We are brothers. Don't mention money, it hurts our feelings. It's not yours, it's mine!" Han Feng said as he supported Old Qiu, who was staggering and about to pass out.

"Count it on me! That's a whole group of full red. You must have spent a lot of it... Besides, I can't let you spend any more~" Lao Qiu waved his hand, wanting to refuse.

Seeing Lao Qiu like this, Han Feng was somewhat moved. Even when he was drunk, he did not forget his brother's kindness and wanted to repay his brother for his help. Although he did not quite understand what Lao Qiu meant afterwards, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

Who said Lao Qiu only knows how to spend money recklessly!
In fact, he understands it all.

He actually remembered all the overt and covert efforts made by the Suzaku Group throughout the season.

Not only did he keep them in mind, but he also attributed all these good things to Han Feng. How could Han Feng not be moved by having such a brother?

However, what Han Feng didn't know was that Lao Qiu had already imagined all the plots in his mind long before the invitational tournament started.

Lao Qiu clearly remembered the name that beautiful girl named Suzaku addressed Han Feng during the offline invitational event. Captain?

That’s right, it’s the captain!
Old Qiu has a very good memory and will never make mistakes.

In the subsequent invitational tournaments, the Suzaku team was desperate to ensure the development of the Misty Rain team even at the cost of the development of the entire team. This made Lao Qiu very sure that this was what Han Feng asked the Suzaku team to do.

Although he didn't know how the madman did it, but in his opinion, even if the relationship between the two was that of captain and team member, they would not help to this extent, even giving up an entire full red group's gaming experience to help.

Later, when the Misty Rain Group recruited eight groups to besiege and taunt, Lao Qiu, who was in deep pain, vaguely remembered that before the server was opened, Crazy had advised him that the invitational tournament was difficult to play, and if he played it, there was a high probability of ending in failure. Unfortunately, he did not listen to the advice at the time, but insisted on his own way. At least he thought that he was insisting on his own way and was wasting the Crazy's kindness.

Then, in order to avoid losing too badly in the invitational tournament, Crazy had to pay some price and ask Suzaku to take better care of Yanyu Tuan in the game.

Yes, that's definitely the case.

Although you didn’t say it, brother, but as a brother, I understand it in my heart!
Even though he couldn't confirm these thoughts, he sometimes talked about these things with Monkey Brother intentionally or unintentionally, because they were the only three who went to the invitational tournament. As expected, great minds think alike, and Monkey Brother's guess is almost the same as Lao Qiu's, but Monkey Brother thinks the relationship between the two is a little deeper.

Of course, Lao Qiu ignored it, because he knew the madman's character.

Innocent boy!

Being a soloist for 20 years!
I won't do anything out of the ordinary!
Ahem, I’m off topic!

In short, Lao Qiu kept all the kindness in his heart.

The reason why he had this thought this time was that, on the one hand, there were indeed some people in the group who were fanning the flames and making him lose his temper, and there was also endless ridicule from his opponents. On the other hand, he felt that he had let down his brothers who had fought with him all over the country, that he had not led them to a good gaming experience, and that he had made his good brothers owe him a lot of favors...

All of this made him feel a little breathless...

"Don't be a coward, okay? Won't you fight back after losing? Just be a coward after losing?" Han Feng looked at Lao Qiu, who was still depressed, and said angrily. "It's okay to lose this time, but now that you've exploded, we have nowhere to vent our anger accumulated over the season! I was thinking of going back to fight those bastards next season! They were able to win this season because of the group fight! If we really fight, I wonder which group dares to fight us!"

"Old Qiu, don't underestimate yourself. Our group can be without anyone except you. You are the group leader and our spiritual leader! You have to stand up!"

"If we can't beat them, we can ask for help, but if you want to quit the game and let us swallow our anger, that's definitely not okay. We will get our revenge later no matter what!"

"But they are so strong..."

"What are you afraid of? If you really want to fight and mobilize people, I've never been afraid of anyone!" Han Feng said hurriedly. He didn't want to see Lao Qiu's faith broken again.

"There are a lot of them..."

"It's okay, I have someone behind me... Lao Qiu, as long as you can hold on, I will accompany you to rule the world." Han Feng said with a firm look in his eyes. (End of this chapter)