The eSports King’s Crush

   Chapter 1622

  "If you feel unfair, we can change it."

  Mo Bei's voice was as cold as ever, and it sounded as if there were no waves at all.

  She turned her head slightly, her pure black hair fell down, and her eyes were deep and cold.

  Tou looked at Mo Bei sitting in the dark, inexplicably, there was an indescribable fear in his heart.

  At this time, he can no longer take care of so much. As long as he can be a starter, he can do anything: "Change the way? What way?"

   "The same format, I won't go out and be your conductor." Mobei wearing black headphones looked even more indifferent than usual.

  Don't know why, Tou instinctively wants to refuse.

  Suy heard that it was such a condition, and suddenly grabbed his arm: "Tou, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and agree!"

   "I..." Tou wanted to say something.

  Mo Bei stood up: "I don't want to, what else is it unfair to say?"

  "Can you guarantee that you will guide me like instructing K?" Tou sneered, "This is a trap in itself."

Mo Bei looked at him, his eyes were not bottoming out: "To come to Milan, I went all the way for four years. During these four years, my brother was forced to retire. Strong, you might lose in a match. I can't afford to lose anymore, so I came to personally select my teammates. Whoever is stronger will play. If you don't accept it, just forget it."

  Speaking, she turned her head and said, "Fatty, the starting list can be fixed."

   "Wait a minute!" Tou clenched his hands, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and shouted reluctantly, "I accept!"

   Facing his entanglement, Mo Beifeng lightly said, "Then change positions."

  Tou is still not at ease: "You have to assure everyone that you will not play tricks."

  "This is the training base of the Huaxia team." Mo Bei looked at him: "My enemy is only the other teams outside. You, don't deserve to let me waste my mind."

  Mo Bei's voice was still the same, cold and cold, as if it was merely stating a fact.

   "What's more, Fatty and other players are there, what are you afraid of?"

  Tou looked at Suy, and then looked at some outside players who also questioned K. He thought it was right. With so many people, if bey is really treated differently, the shots can also be recorded.

   "Okay." After Tou figured it out, he suddenly became energetic: "Then be troubled bey god, what I just said, don't worry, you all want to make the team better."

  For this reason, Huang Mao almost vomited outside.

  Mo Bei directly opened the gaming chair, and then took a look at Feng Nai.

  Feng Nai sat there lazily, playing with earphones with his slender fingers, and his handsome face was clearly cold.

   Those beautiful peach blossom eyes, not to mention, the coldness inside has penetrated into the bones.

  Mao Mao Xiong looked at the outside with an agitated spirit.

  "What is my brother doing? I want to finish this 1V1 game. Did everyone follow the cold? He actually went to help others beat the boss, huhu, this..."

  This is simply a large-scale derailment scene.

   Huang Mao also leaned over: "Student Hua, your boss, when can you tolerate this kind of thing?"

   "Have a P!" Mao Maoxiong covered his face with his hands: "My brother is going to finish, and we will not be better."

   Huang Mao poked at him: "I think the worst is Tou. Look at K's green tea look at him, it's like looking at an adulterer. Don't let him go."

  After all, the most taboo 1V1 is reckless...

  (End of this chapter)