Male God, a Little Su

Fat Tiger clenched his fingers like a radish, "Ze Shao looks more handsome than you, is richer than you, plays games better than you, graduated from a famous university, what else is there? The most important thing is... He is still Your boss! If you feel dissatisfied, then just get out of here!"

"Fat Tiger!"

Mo Han was startled and hurriedly grabbed him.

Covering Fat Hu's mouth, he grinned and said to An Xiao, "An Xiao, don't take it to heart, this guy Fat Hu probably took the wrong medicine today, and you know that his brain spins and regards Ze Shao as an idol. .So when I heard your jokes, it exploded."

"Well... Mo Xiaohan, you fucking let go of me! I have to teach him to be a man today!"

An Xiao also became angry, he stalked his neck, "Come on, I'm afraid of you!"

In the game, he hung up directly, and there were question marks in the live broadcast room.

Fortunately, there is no open mic, otherwise, this matter will be on the hot search tonight.

Originally, the lW team was not very popular, but who is the captain of the high-value team and the former lol world champion, who has his own popularity?

"Okay, okay, take a step back..."

"Snapped--"

Before he could finish speaking, a glass was suddenly thrown from upstairs and hit the floor firmly, shattering.

The air instantly quieted down.

The young man was wearing a coat, obviously he had just changed his clothes, and his chest muscles were graceful and smooth, showing just the right amount of strength.

His thin eyelids were drooping, and there was a careless look on his harmless face.

"Mohan, get out of the way."

Yi Ze supported the railing with both hands, watching it with ease.

"Come on, let's do it."

"Young Master Ze, I..."

Fat Tiger pursed his lips and took the initiative to apologize, "I'm sorry."

"uh-huh?"

Yi Ze sneered, his eyes lightly swept across An Xiao's face, "To be honest, I'm really just playing tickets when I founded lW, it's not false. If you feel that lW has no future and you can't get what you want, just pack your bags. Just leave. Don't worry, you will not be charged a penalty for your teammates' game."

After all, he turned to leave.

"Ze Shao..."

Fat Tiger gritted his teeth, glared at An Xiao angrily, and said loudly, "I won't leave! I won't leave even if I die!"

Mo Han also hurriedly said, "I'm not leaving either!"

Only An Xiao, with his head down, looked confused, and didn't know what he was thinking.

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The original body suffers from severe insomnia, and Su Yan has a bad point, that is, her ability to empathize is too strong.

She can play the original body well, but she is also affected by the original body's memory and personality.

In the middle of the night, the wind whistled against the glass windows, as if it would shatter in the next second.

The wailing sound was like a ghost crying.

Su Yan rolled over and sat up from the bed.

The sleeves of the pajamas slid down to the elbows, revealing criss-crossing wounds on the forearms.

Yes, in addition to depression, the original body also has masochism.

Probably because she couldn't feel the pain, so she hurt herself recklessly, trying to feel even the slightest pain.

At least, let her feel that she is alive, not a walking dead without feeling.

The sound of the game plays.

The light of the mobile phone reflected on Su Yan's face, pale and sickly.

Yi Ze didn't broadcast live, so he couldn't sleep, so he just got on the number to practice his hand.

Of course he wanted to go back to his former realm, but his hands were no longer allowed.

Fortunately, he found a little sense of the past in this mobile game.

Even though there are many people who disdain it.

Just as he was about to match, Yu Guang saw that a new friend was online.

A simple rouge.

Next update before 6pm tomorrow, chapter four