PUBG Mobile's strongest profession eats chicken

Chapter 484 A group of garbage

Another person followed: "I remembered when you said that. I heard that this PUBG World League invited ASTRALIS, SK, and NIP three CS: GO super teams to participate in the PUBG World League. Listen to the circle The people here said that a Korean consortium gave the money, as long as they enter the finals and lose to a Korean team, that team seems to be called Caesars, I don’t remember clearly..."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. As soon as this remark came out, all the professional players immediately exploded. They were all speculations before, but now they have been confirmed by friends in the circle. I did not expect that Caesar became famous in this way. There was a lot of discussion and rumors.

Outside the crowd, the expression on Qin Fan's face gradually disappeared, and the brilliance in his eyes faded little by little, replaced by a deep obscurity, which was hard to see through.

I saw his hand holding the goblet shaking slightly, and the cool boiled water in the cup quickly spiraled up along the inner wall of the cup, reaching the edge of the cup mouth, and the swirling transparent liquid swirled around the cup mouth rapidly. , giving people a feeling of being in danger, as if it might spill out at any time.

But the water in the cup did not spill even a single drop, which shows how precisely he controls the stability of his wrist and arm.

After the talk about Caesar came to an end, everyone shifted the topic to the owner of the villa, God Z, talking about God Z's great achievements in the past and the match record that made them so beautiful.

"Do you know? God Z took in an apprentice the year before last, who seems to be a British nobleman, but unfortunately he is of yellow race." American CS:GO first-line professional player MK began to gossip again.

The French professional player who complained about Caesar before was paid by the Asian consortium sighed: "Hey, I have seen his apprentice before. He is arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't have the gentlemanly demeanor of the British at all. Not like an English nobleman."

Although the French professional player spoke bluntly, his eyes were obviously full of fear, because he had been hanged and beaten by this arrogant guy in his mouth before.

……

The noisy sound on the first floor can be heard endlessly, but it does not affect the quiet environment on the second floor of the villa at all.

In a small room on the second floor, the light from several monitors illuminated the room without a single lamp extremely brightly. In front of the monitors, sitting in front of the monitors was an ordinary-looking young man of Asian descent who was dressed very gorgeously. About nineteen or twenty years old.

And the pictures on these monitors are the images of all the contestants captured by the monitors on the first floor. The young man holds his head in his hands, and the old god is leaning on his chair looking at these people on the screen, describing them as frivolous and arrogant.In particular, the thin African braids on his head and the toothpick in his mouth made his temperament even more arrogant and unruly.

'Pooh! The young man spat out the chewed toothpick, and said disdainfully in very fluent aristocratic English: "How did the master do it? You found such a group of defeated generals, a pile of rubbish, except for the Caesars, anyone who can fight No."

If these words were heard by the other professional players in the FPS field downstairs, they would be blown up in minutes.

They are all strong players in the FPS field in various fields. As a result, they became defeated and trash when they came out of the mouth of this Asian youth, and Caesar, who was abandoned by them like a shoe, became the only few in the room. A guy who can fight.

Hang Ye was about to get up and go downstairs, but the moment he got up and his eyes swept across the screen, his body suddenly froze, his pupils shrank, and he remained motionless as if he had been immobilized.

Hang Ye hurriedly returned to his seat, quickly grabbed the mouse, quickly rewinded the progress of the surveillance video, and then moved the cursor to a goblet in the hands of an Asian young man on the monitor, constantly zooming in on the screen.

(End of this chapter)