PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 772 I'll Give You a Chance, Don't Know What's Good

"From the beginning to the present, nearly half of the preliminaries of the Thousand Talents Cup have passed."

"During the period, many teams made mistakes and retired early. Although it is regrettable, it is also a reality."

"It cannot be denied that they have trained hard, but they make mistakes when they go into battle, and they should be responsible for themselves."

On the circular platform, the two commentators are talking to you and me, and they are pity for the players who retired.

"Many teams had high expectations from the beginning."

"Many teams were not favored from the beginning."

"Now, with high hopes, I have retired."

"Those, who were not favored, broke through the siege."

"It is the progress of the times, and it is also the trend of the e-sports circle, which is gradually going higher."

"It can be said that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach!"

The words of the two commentators echoed in the venue and reached the ears of every audience.

On the other side of the auditorium, there are some independent private rooms with single-sided glass on the outside, so you can't see the inside from the outside.

While the major teams were continuing to compete, the private room where Mr. Xiao was located was frozen and awkward.

"Yo!"

There is a fat man with a cigar in his mouth and rich face written all over his face. He is the shareholder of a team: Zhao Zi.

Holding a cigar in his mouth and puffing out smoke, he jokingly asked the gloomy Mr. Xiao.

"I heard that before the start of the preliminaries, you did a lot of moves!"

"Where did you hear that?" Mr. Xiao responded coldly.

"Where did you hear it, you don't need to care."

Chaozi looked slightly disdainful, as if she looked down on Mr. Xiao very much.

"I just want to say, relying on these crooked ways, you are doomed to fail!"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the private room roared with laughter.

Some of them are team bosses, and some are team coaches.

Of course they have heard about Mr. Xiao's recent actions.

Although Mr. Xiao sounded a little annoying, he didn't make any response to it.

Everyone is in the e-sports circle, and the circle is only that big, so why don't you know what happened?
No matter what they say, Mr. Xiao insists on himself and is not swayed by them.

"Old Xiao!" Na Chaozi leaned over, showing a sly smile, and said, "Why don't you give me the adoption of the team and just retire."

"Retire?" Mr. Xiao laughed out loud as if he heard a joke, but immediately turned cold: "You don't seem to be much better, do you?"

"As soon as the game started, two of your team were knocked down. What can the remaining two do?"

These words fell into Chaozi's ears, making the corners of his mouth freeze, but he still didn't change his disdain: "But it's better than you!"

"Even if I lose, I will lose openly!"

"It's not like you," he snorted in disgust, and immediately adjusted his position on the sofa: "Your team can't even get out of the preliminaries."

Mr. Xiao stopped answering, and had nothing to say to these people, even if it was true that he had some thoughts as they said.

But it's not challenging the bottom line of the rules. As for some people... talking about this matter openly, that's called shameless behavior!
Forget it, stick to yourself, that's it.

Mr. Xiao's eyes fell on his team in the venue.

Although the competition was fierce from the very beginning, his team still had four people.

"Old Xiao!"

A team boss came over with a glass of champagne and sat between him and Zhao Zi.

"Why don't we make an offer?" He signaled to Mr. Xiao and Chaozi respectively.

"Oh?" Chaozi immediately became interested when he heard the words, exhaled the smoke from his mouth, and asked with a smile: "How to play, how big is it?"

"I'm not interested." Mr. Xiao immediately refused, he only cares about whether the team can get out of the preliminaries!

As long as he can get out of the preliminaries, he may have a higher status among these people... at least stronger than some people's team!

But the person who instigated this matter didn't think it was a big deal, so he leaned into Mr. Xiao's ear and said softly, "I know something!"

"You'd better play with us, otherwise..." He raised his eyebrows and signaled to the competition officials: "If they know, you won't have to play."

Mr. Xiao immediately became unhappy, and distanced himself slightly: "Without evidence, are you threatening me?"

Chaozi immediately waved his cigar, flicked off the burnt ash, and said sarcastically: "If you want others to know, you must do nothing yourself."

With a cigar in one hand, the other hand stretched out and poked Mr. Xiao's heart: "We have no evidence, but is your conscience okay?"

"What does this have to do with my conscience?" Mr. Xiao shook his head and sneered, then said solemnly: "You are afraid that I will live in the ten million club, right?"

Hearing Mr. Xiao's words, many team bosses and coaches stared sideways.

Apparently, Mr. Xiao's words have touched the hearts of many people.

Teams and clubs are divided into levels, and if the number of players in a certain event reaches tens of millions at one time, they can live in a club of tens of millions.

Afterwards, in the industry, you will be able to get more resources and even better systematic training, which is almost an unwritten rule.

The team bosses present are basically members of the million-dollar club, but Mr. Xiao...not even the million-dollar club.

Being able to come here depends entirely on financial ability, not on the strength of the team.

Therefore, in the eyes of these people, Mr. Xiao is very unworthy.

As an outsider, but want to carve up their interests and opportunities, why?

Although I have heard the rumors, but I suffer from no evidence, but I have no choice but to sit here.

Glancing at the team bosses, Mr. Xiao snorted coldly and looked away: "You have no evidence, so what about me?"

This sentence made many team bosses and coaches look so gloomy that they could drip water, and they all had an indescribable disgust for him.

However, the person sitting between him and Chaozi, holding champagne, scoffed at this.

"You said there is no evidence, so I have no evidence?"

He lay on his back on the sofa slightly, ignoring Mr. Xiao's gaze.

"I'll give you a chance to play with us, or...you know."

Hearing this, Mr. Xiao pondered.

As far as those things are concerned, it is really not a bright thing.

Furthermore, there are quite a few people who know about it, and it is impossible for everyone to keep their mouths shut.

If the news gets out, I am afraid that the competition team will ban the game on the spot, and then it will be called the gain outweighs the loss.

After pondering for a moment, Mr. Xiao sighed softly, and slumped on the sofa weakly: "Tell me, how to play."

"It's very simple," the man holding the champagne cast a glance at Zhao Zi, and then said with a smile on his lips.

"Let's just play, can your team make it out of the finals!"

"That's it?" Mr. Xiao frowned slightly, feeling ominous.

"If I'm not mistaken, your team seems to be with Douyu, Zhang Fan who is known as the God of AK Killing......"

Even the smart people can hear it before they finish talking.

What the rumors refer to is that Mr. Xiao and Zhang Fan have reached some kind of cooperation.

If Mr. Xiao's team wins the preliminaries, then there is enough evidence to prove that Mr. Xiao manipulated something secretly.

(End of this chapter)