"I just downloaded it when I came back last night. It wasn't long after I installed it. Come on, let me see how your strength is." Fang Mutian also wanted to see how Fatty's Dota operation is.

If it's very good, hehe, I have to make a good laugh at this kid.Thinking of playing two games yesterday, and being abused by others in both games and being unable to take care of himself, Fang Mutian's mouth twitched for a while, feeling extremely upset.

"Okay, I'll let Brother Tian show you how I killed Chaoshen." Fang Zhuo nodded immediately, looking as if he wanted to show his skills.

When he came to the bedroom, Fang Zhuo walked up to the computer, reached out and turned on the computer. After the computer started up, he directly logged in to the 11 battle platform.

"Brother Tian, ​​I heard that kid Xu Jie said, are you playing badly?" During this process, Fang Zhuo asked Fang Mutian abruptly.

"I just came into contact with this, how good do you think I can play?" Fang Mutian stared, and said very unhappy: "Stop talking so much nonsense, hurry up and play your game."

Seeing this, Fang Zhuo immediately shrank his neck and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."

Damn, seeing this situation, it seems that Xu Jie didn't lie to himself. Brother Tian was deadly in the two rounds yesterday, and he was tortured to death by others. Come and die thirty times, right?Fang Zhuo couldn't help thinking about what he said to himself when he met Xu Jie before.

For Dota, Fang Zhuo has a deep understanding, as long as it is wretched enough, even a beginner will not be super ghost.But he didn't know that Fang Mutian was not that kind of player, he was very impulsive, Zhuer, who was about to kill at the beginning of the game, didn't know how to play at all, and it was easy to imagine that he died so many times.

After a while, the game began.Fang Mutian didn't leave, but sat next to Fang Zhuo, watching his operation.

The hero Fang Zhuo chose in this round was the hero Fang Mutian chose in the first round, the so-called "woman with b", called the Queen of Pain—Akasha.

Fang Zhuo, who was playing the game, glanced at Fang Mutian next to him, looking at the game interface without blinking. He didn't speak, but just played his game with full attention.

After about 10 minutes, the round was over, and the result was easy to guess, Fatty and his side won.

After the end, the fat man smiled at Fang Mutian and asked: "Brother Tian, ​​how is my game, are you okay?"

Seeing the fat man's lack of pumping, Fang Mutian wanted to slap him, and felt that it was necessary to hit his arrogance, and said lightly: "Not bad, your skills are indeed comparable to that kid Xu Jie's, but you still have a lot of skills. Room for improvement."

Hearing Fang Mutian's words, the corners of Fang Zhuo's mouth couldn't help twitching. ***, this is a high-scoring game with more than 2400 points. These people are basically god-level figures. I led the rhythm alone, killed nearly thirty people, and directly killed the other party. How can I say that it is not bad?

Fang Zhuo really wanted to ask Fang Mutian, "Do you really understand Dota?" But he could only say that in his heart, he didn't dare to say it, otherwise he would inevitably end up being beaten up.

"Brother Tian, ​​why don't you come to a game?" Fang Zhuo couldn't help but said, seeing that you know Dota so well, then let you play a game to see how good you are.

Fang Mutian paused, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I still haven't woken up yet, what kind of game are you playing, you can play it yourself."

He is not stupid. He knows that this kid has no good intentions. He dug a hole and waited for himself to jump. With his own level, he will show his true colors as soon as he plays, and he will definitely be laughed at by him. Fatty's advice.

"If you don't play, it's boring for me to play alone? Brother Tian, ​​why don't we go?" Fang Zhuo continued to suggest.

"Let's go?" Fang Mutian was taken aback, glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't go, you can just play here, I am not very familiar with this game, you can explain it to me .”

Hmph, you want to laugh at me, boy, you're still a little young, damn it, you bastards just wait, it won't be long before I will become a game master that you all admire, and then, let you laugh at me again.

Fang Mutian snorted coldly in his heart, and couldn't help thinking about the day he became a master, what kind of expressions they would have when they saw his god-like operations, but it would definitely be exciting.

Seeing that his cousin was indifferent to what he said, Fang Zhuo could only nod his head: "That's fine."

Immediately, Fatty Fang started the second round, but after this round started, he no longer just focused on playing the game like the first round, but explained the knowledge in the game to Fang Mutian while playing the game.

The two boys Fang Zhuo and Xu Jie are very good, and they are not inferior to those game masters.Listening to Fatty's explanation, Fang Mutian has a better understanding of Dota.

Fang Zhuo played the game until noon. During this process, whether it was the hero he played, his teammates, or the hero chosen by the opponent, he would introduce it to Mutian, starting from the hero's skills. , to the outfitting of the hero, and finally how to play the hero, all of which have been explained in detail.

Looking at Fang Zhuo, who explained the game knowledge to him meticulously, Fang Mutian was very surprised. He didn't expect that this kid would be so serious when he was usually fooling around.

At noon, the two went out for dinner together. Of course, Fang Mutian didn't pay for it, and Fatty Fang paid for everything.Although Fatty Fang's family is not very rich, it is better than Fang Mutian's family.

Fang Mutian's second uncle, Fang Haijun, opened a small clothing store, and the business was good.

After lunch, Fatty Fang went home, and Fang Mutian also returned home instead of wandering in the street.

After returning home, thinking of Fatty Fang's sharp operation, extreme anti-kill, and gorgeous super-god rhythm when he played the game in the morning, Fang Mutian couldn't help but want to try it.

"Damn it, after watching the little fat man's operation all morning and listening to his explanation, I won't be as good as yesterday, right?" Fang Mutian was a little uncertain, but he still boarded the Haofang battle arena platform.

Fang Mutian didn't dare to play on the platform 11. He was self-aware and knew his strength. Watching Fatty's battle with them, he knew why Xu Jie asked him to play on Haofang yesterday. The level of players on platform 11 was indeed better than Haofang. The platform should be stronger.

Immediately, Fang Mutian boarded the Haofang battle platform with a little excitement, chose the dota game, and did not wait long after entering the room, the first round began.

In the first round, Fang Mutian chose a hero called Anti-Mage. He learned from Fatty that this is a "man with b", very powerful.And I also saw Fatty playing in the morning, it was indeed very vigorous.

Well, I really don't know whether women with b are more powerful or men with b are more powerful. This is really a question worth discussing. If you have a chance, ask Xu Jie and the others.

Fang Mutian has not yet understood one point, that is, the same hero, in the hands of different people, the results of playing are different, some people may play very smoothly, but some people, that is how to play, how to die .

Fang Mutian is such a person. In Fatty's hands, the hero Anti-Mage played very well, but in his hands, it's like an ATM, constantly avoiding the opponent's kills.

The four abcd teammates on their side couldn't help it when they saw Fang Mutian keep giving away heads.

"Brother, don't give it away, if you keep sending it like this, the other party will immediately pretend to be a god!" Teammate a couldn't help but said to the other party Mu Tian.

"Fuck, you fucking have the guts to call it 'God'. I think you're so fucking good at it. There are three people on the other side, and you still have to charge up. You think you're a god." Teammate B said angrily .

"What the hell, it's only been 10 minutes since the game, and someone on the other side is super god, and our core is actually super ghost. Damn, I don't know how to play core, but I still choose a late stage that uses dps, I was tricked by sb again!" Teammate c said.

"I'm really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs. Everyone, retreat. The opponent's dps are all pretending to be gods, and they are still playing." Teammate d said, and retreated directly after finishing speaking.

"Fuck, dish-b!" Teammate b cursed and retreated.

Only the other two teammates didn't speak, but they knew that the game couldn't go on, so they also retreated.

Seeing his teammates insulting him during the chat, and his teammates leaving one by one, Fang Mutian trembled with anger, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, which shows how angry he is at this time.

However, at this moment, the words of Fang Mutian, the opponent's person, suddenly appeared on the game interface.

Enemy A said: "Aren't our ATMs refundable?"

"Retire, dish-b, you have no chance, and, I advise you to change your name, this name really doesn't suit you." Enemy B teased.

Enemy C said in amazement: "Brother B, you don't really think you are a god, do you? Do you want to make a comeback with one person's power?"

I fuck your mother!If you tell me to retire, will Lao Tzu retreat?I just won't retreat, what can you do?Fang Mutian glared at the game interface angrily, wishing to tear these bastards to pieces.

Fang Mutian didn't quit the game, he decided to fight some bastards to the end, and cut out the interface to watch the h version of Calabash Baby.However, the opponent's equipment had already been raised, and it didn't take long for them to take the throne and take away the only remaining Fang Mutian.

"Fuck, it's fucking super ghost again!" Fang Mutian was angrily, he died more than a dozen times in this round, and it was still more than ten minutes after the start of the game. For a period of time after the game, he didn't play at all and hung up. Waiting for others to demolish their buildings.

Fang Mutian was very upset. Although he understood Fatty's explanation, he felt that his strength had not improved at all.

Fang Mutian was a little unconvinced and was about to start another game, but when he entered a host, unfortunately, he met his former teammates and opponents.

"Wow, this dish-b is here again!" Seeing Fang Mutian's id on the eighth floor, the players on the second floor were immediately excited.

"The eighth floor is Cai-b, with him on the opposite side, we won this game again!" The players on the fourth floor also said happily.

"Damn it, there's an ATM on the eighth floor, brother, we need to mention him a few more times!" The player on the fifth floor immediately suggested.

"The eighth floor is a dish-b, brothers, let's retire. With him here, even if the great god comes to guide us, the hope of winning is close to zero." The player on the sixth floor was a teammate with Fang Mutian in the previous round. Seeing Fang Mutian's id, he said a word, and immediately quit.

Hearing the chats of these players, ten people were already full, and the game could be started, but at this moment, the other four players on Fang Mutian's side all retreated, leaving Fang Mutian alone people.

Seeing this scene, Fang Mutian's face turned dark immediately, and his lungs were about to explode.

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