LOL: Who will compete with the Alliance?

At midnight, a heavy rain suddenly fell in Paris. The whole city of Paris was soaked in the rain. A wave of almost summer coldness hit the people in the city who were wearing cool clothes. They shivered for no reason. If you could hide in a warm hotel at this time, It’s also great to drink a steaming cup of latte filled with milk foam in a coffee shop.

The heavy rain continued until the next day. Yu Luosheng stood in front of the window sill, holding his mobile phone in his hand, feeling a little more melancholy.

"Haven't we contacted you yet?" Zhou Yan walked over, and a huge black face was reflected on the glass window.

Yu Luosheng shook his head.

I guess this is God's will. Even if the two people are in the same field, their futures will eventually become strangers.

"Forget it, let's leave it to fate." Yu Luocheng sighed.

Facing the South Korean team again, it was like a sudden heavy rain in Paris. The sky was gloomy and the rain was cold. The hell army with Li Yuexin as the super devil was like the dense dark clouds. Standing at a high enough place, overlooking the entire city. The Chinese national team is wandering on the ground.

"Beep~~~Beep~~~~Beep~~~" Yu Luosheng put the phone to his ear, but Zhao Tinghua's voice still didn't come from the other end, which made Yu Luosheng feel cold.

"Leave a message. It's up to him whether he can come." Zhou Yan said slowly.

"Yes." Yu Luocheng nodded.

Putting the phone to his ear, Yu Luosheng thought for a long time, how to communicate with that psychopath?

It's not that Yu Luosheng doesn't want to communicate with Zhao Tinghua, but that Yu Luosheng knows Zhao Tinghua too well, and such communication is meaningless.

"Hello, Zhao Tinghua?"

Suddenly, the other end of the phone was connected!

Yu Luocheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this guy answered the phone when he was about to leave a message. It was a bit of a surprise in my heart.

"Yeah." A thick nasal voice answered from the other side, sounding like he had a cold.

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The Rue Sainte-Apostille in Paris is where citizens pile garbage, and the corner of this street has been occupied by standing water.

Some blood stains slowly seeped out from the rainwater, and these blood stains slowly sank down the blocked sewer.

"Hmph, you blind thing, be careful from now on. You can't offend anyone!" A tall white man with yellow hair walked out of a small street and cursed at the person behind the corner.

"Okay, I've taught you a lesson. Brother, please don't go too far." Another bald man in a T-shirt said.

"Speaking of which, this kid is really difficult to deal with. He suffered a lot of losses."

"It's just a beating. Well, our mission is completed. Naturally, the Chinese named Cao will pay for our consumption in the evening. I have been lusting after that Italian woman for a long time, hahaha..."

The three of them were dressed like street gangsters. They walked out of the street arm-in-arm, then got into a car and drove away.

At the corner of the street, a dirty hand was slowly holding on to the water pipe nearby, and a pair of legs that were obviously covered in blood were trembling...

“Ding ding ding~~ding ding ding~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

Beside, a mobile phone soaked by the rain was ringing continuously, as if urging its owner to answer the call.

It took a long time for the man, who was stained with blood and made extremely miserable by the rain, to walk over while holding on to the wall and answer the urgent call.

"Hello, Zhao Tinghua?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came from over there.

Zhao Tinghua's dim eyes slowly gained some light, he covered his mouth and coughed a mouthful of dirty blood, and then answered with his nose: "Yes."

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On the other end of the phone, Yu Luocheng was also silent for a while.

Next to Yu Luosheng, Lin Dong and Da Luo were winking. In fact, they also wanted to know how Yu Luosheng was going to get Zhao Tinghua to come back to play the game. This knot had been entangled with the two of them for a long time.

With Zhao Tinghua's character, communication and everything else are basically nonsense. As long as I see you unhappy, don't even think about having sex in front of him.

It's rare that Zhao Tinghua answered Yu Luosheng's call, which means that the two of them still have the opportunity to sit down and talk. After all, when they were in the Wings, the relationship between the two of them was the strongest and they were familiar with each other. Everything about each other.

"What do you think the boss will say?" Da Luo asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, it should be a step-by-step process. First, let's talk about the original ambitions of our wing team, then talk about the green years we have spent together, and finally talk about our current feelings. Finally, coming to the theme, the boss said that he hopes Zhao Tinghua will return to the team. ...This will be a more complicated and lengthy phone call than trying to persuade his girlfriend to get back together." Lin Dong analyzed it to himself while stroking his chin.

Da Luo nodded fiercely, this routine should be useful. After all, Zhao Tinghua was also the brother who we all worked hard with back then. Since we are brothers, who can forget the beginning, and who doesn't want to continue this relationship and show off on the Olympic stage!

Da Luo and Lin Dong were talking in a clear manner there, while Yu Luosheng seemed to be still brewing by the window.

Finally, he seemed to have thought about what to say, and slowly said:

"Are you interested in joining the team?"

As soon as he said this, he immediately heard two sounds of falling down next to him.

Yu Luocheng looked at these two live treasures with confusion, what are you two doing?

Da Luo and Lin Dong stood up supporting the wall, their faces written all over: Damn, you obviously didn't follow the script, okay?

It was agreed to proceed step by step, the feelings were agreed to be deep, and the final conclusion was agreed to? Why go straight to the point like this! ! !

Moreover, if such a sentence works, Zhao Tinghua has returned to the team a long time ago. Is there any need to wait until everyone has been tortured by the Korean team before showing up? Really, should we have a good talk and should we call Zhao Tinghua? came back.

"oh……"

"If you are interested in joining the team, just come directly to the stadium. Your name is already on the team." Yu Luosheng continued.

Da Luo and Lin Dong were already feeling bad. Is this just persuasion? It is no different from sending a message. Will someone else, Zhao Tinghua, come? ?

"That's all?" Zhao Tinghua said in a low voice, which seemed to be mixed with the crackling noise of rain.

"that's it."

"You think I'm going to go?"

"I don't know, it's your choice."

"I told you I wouldn't be on the same team as you."

"You also said you would defeat me."

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The phone call had been hung up. Zhao Tinghua wiped the rain off his face and lay on his back on the somewhat chaotic lower street.

The gray sky was cut into a visible rectangle by the streets on both sides. The rain fell from a high place and gradually became clear, and then it hurt my face again.

Zhao Tinghua kept taking deep breaths. There was no trace of pain on his face, but instead he was smiling like a madman!

This guy can bow to anyone but himself, so he uses such arrogant persuasion to persuade himself to return to the team? ?