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166 Chapter 165: He doesn't have that strength

"By the way, what time is the training match?" Kusunoki asked.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon." Lao Wang replied.

"Isn't that now!" Kuangfeng looked at the time and saw that it was already [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

"What's the room number and password?" Kuangfeng asked hurriedly.

"Didn't they send it to the group?" Nanmu reluctantly repeated the room number and password.

"By the way, are you doing a live broadcast?" Lao Wang asked.

"Come on, I promised to broadcast live to the fans during the training match." Kuangfeng replied.

Those who signed up for the training match were also players who had participated in the Masters Tournament. It was no different from the official competition, except that the win or loss of the training match was not included in the individual team points.

The purpose of the training match is just to train the tacit understanding and cooperation between the teams and to become more familiar with the opponents.

Even though the contestants are all well-known anchors and professional players, there is little communication between them.

Kuangfeng asked: "Bei Dog also participated in the Masters?"

"Well, in the opening game, their team performed abnormally and fell into a box, so there was no chance of a fight." Kusunoki muttered.

"Hot chicken." Kuangfeng ruthlessly mocked.

He searched in the team list and soon found the WS team. The three players all used the WS team's logo as their avatars, and only Beimozi coquettishly used his own selfie as his avatar.

"WS, Wushuang, this is our team name." Nuo Bai entered Bei Mozi's live broadcast room, just in time to hear him introducing the meaning of his team name to the new fans in the live broadcast room.

Since the sound on her phone was played externally, Li Mu looked at her slightly and asked, "Do you like him?"

Nuo Bai quickly shook his head: "No, I like you."

After hearing this answer, Li Mu continued to focus on the training match with satisfaction.

As soon as the room was full, the game started.

On Beimozi's side, fans kept peeking at the screen to report Li Mu's location. When Nuo Bai saw this, he angrily said: "That's so despicable, Li Mu, be careful, WS is trying to trick you."

Since it was just a training match, Crazy and their live broadcasts were not delayed, and every move they made was in full view of the public.

Hearing this, Li Mu smiled softly: "He doesn't have that strength."

This game was on a desert map. After hearing that Li Mu and the others were going to fly to St. Martin, Beimozi immediately took his team members to fly to St. Martin.

The two teams were close to each other. Li Mu landed and picked up an S1897 shotgun, while the one on the other side picked up an M16A4 assault rifle. Li Mu knocked him down with two sprays. The man immediately wanted to climb out of the house and wait for his teammates to rescue him, but Li Mu Without giving him a chance, he knocked him out with another shot to the head, getting the first kill of the round.

"Brother Li 666, where is that turtle grandson of Beigou? I'm going to kill him with my own hands." Kuangfeng rushed out aggressively with the UMP45 submachine gun he just got.

"At my place." As soon as Lao Wang finished saying this, the system popped up a prompt.

"Your teammate Lao Wang was an honest man and was knocked down by Beimozi who spared your life and shot him in the head with an AKM assault rifle."

"Fuck! Dad is here, Lao Wang, hold on!" Madman shouted.

He had just taken two steps out when he heard several more gunshots.

"Your teammate MK Li Mu used the M16A4 assault rifle to knock down Beimozi. Spare your life."

"Brother Li is handsome!" The moment the system message popped up, Kuangfeng couldn't help but applaud and cheer.

The bad breath in my heart was finally relieved.

(End of this chapter)