PUBG Mobile's strongest profession eats chicken

Chapter 839

"Yo, it's menacing." Zhuge Qingyun gloated.

"Childish." Qin Fan took a sip of beer, shook his head, and said speechlessly.

Park Changqing walked up to Qin Fan proudly, and said with disdain, "Now, am I qualified to challenge you?"

After hearing the words, several young people behind asked in confusion: "Who is he, even Pu Ge is not qualified to challenge?"

These few are all seniors in their junior or sophomore years. They have never participated in the Freshman Competition held by Shangcai before, so they naturally don't know Qin Fan.

At this time, a young man with a horse face full of acne sneered forward and said, "This is amazing. He won the championship of our freshman competition before, and he is very arrogant."

"Freshman contest champion? Hahahaha." Hearing this, several people burst out laughing presumptuously.

"Freshman competition, I was scared to death. I thought it was so powerful. Even Brother Pu didn't have the qualifications to challenge him. So it's just such a thing." One person sneered.

"Yeah, so good, why didn't the whole school team pass the audition? Could it be that they don't like such a high-end game like the college league?" One person laughed, sarcastically.

Park Changqing looked at Qin Fan with a smile that was not a smile, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Qin Fan glanced at them indifferently, and said, "I really don't like such a low-end game as the National College League."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Qin Fan like a fool. Could it be that this guy couldn't tell that they were mocking him with these words?He actually had a swollen face and pretended to be a fat man with them!
Is the National College League still low-end?Just kidding, this is the National College League, which gathers e-sports masters from all universities in the country. How dare this guy pretend to be so aggressive, isn't he afraid of being beaten to death while walking?Everyone was disgusted and thought with disdain.

"Since you don't like the national college league, you must be a very good player. The reason why you didn't enter the school team must be because you gave up the audition." Park Changqing said with a sneer, trying to block Qin Fan's next excuse .

But then he saw Qin Fan nodding his head helplessly, and said deeply, "Yes, that's right."

Everyone: "..."

Wocao, this person can really pretend.

Before they started to hate Qin Fan, they listened to the three people around Qin Fan talking one by one:

"It's too much bullying for the boss to play such a low-end game in the National High School League," Wang Youcai said.

"If the boss didn't join the school team because he was too busy, there would be no room for these stupid grandchildren." Zhang Dewei looked at Park Changqing with a bad look and said.

"Let's forget it, the boss is not even interested in being the champion of the world professional league. It's too demeaning to really want to participate in a national college league." Zhuge Qingyun said.

Park Changqing and the others looked at the three serious "blowing international cowhide" guys behind Qin Fan, as if they had eaten fly droppings, and they felt sick and couldn't vomit, not to mention how uncomfortable they were.

Park Changqing looked at them as if he had seen big winds and waves, and he didn't pay attention to these small fish and shrimps at all. He suddenly became angry. Originally, he came to find fault, but in the end he suffered a lot. gas.

He couldn't help gnashing his teeth, and said in his sloppy Chinese: "I've never seen someone who can pretend so well, and even doesn't pay attention to the World Professional League Championship. Why don't you just say that you are King."

(End of this chapter)