My Cold And Beautiful CEO

Qin Hao was speechless for a while, and he didn't bother to argue because of Mu Qianjun's face. He turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't want the boy to be relentless, so he grabbed his sleeve: "You are not allowed to leave, this game is not yours. Interfering with me from behind will definitely win, and you will have to pay for this game!"

Qin Hao opened his mouth, and just about to explain, Mu Qianjun couldn't stand it any longer, pulled away the opponent's hand, and said angrily: "Liu Song, are you still shameless? It is obvious that you are not as good as others. You lost money with Xiaoqin, and now you are blaming my brother-in-law? If you are really capable, you can even win ten of the opponent’s money back, and don’t blame the earth for not having gravity!”

Liu Song also knew that his move was a bit unreasonable, but who told him that he lost too badly and couldn't get off the stage, so he could only pull Qin Hao on the back, without any convincing rebuttal: "What I said was the truth, if he hadn't been there just now I was distracted by talking too much later, and I was late, so how could I lose? Anyway, he has to be responsible!"

Apparently, the little girls didn't expect that Liu Song, who usually looks gentle and gentlemanly, would be so embarrassing, and they all blushed in surprise. Not to mention Xiaoqin, who is the girlfriend of the latter, tugged Liu Song with a flushed face, and said weakly: "Ah Song, stop making trouble, let's go, let's go..."

"Where did I make a fuss? I'm telling the truth. You guys are not high-level, you don't have enough awareness, and you don't understand the situation and operation just now. Obviously I can win. I..." Liu Song shook off Xiaoqin's hand, looking Very angry, it seems that all this is due to Qin Hao's words, and there are a few little girls who are very good.

Qin Hao was also a little upset. He didn't bother to argue with this guy because of Xiaojun's face. He didn't expect this kid to think that he was afraid and let it go. He even activated the map cannon. The girls are all to blame, I really think he lost so much money because of them.

"Cooking is just cooking. If you can't beat it, just make excuses. Do you want to show your face? Just now, although it seems that your blood line is higher than the opponent's, but that is after finishing a set of skills. Afterwards, the opponent still has a weakness and a big move in his hand, and you are already killing the line, why don't you get caught in seconds?"

Liu Song was taken aback. He didn't expect to meet a master. His analysis of the situation and understanding of the game seemed to be very professional. But even so, he didn't want to admit his reckless behavior, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you pretending? Then you have the ability to solo and win the opponent!"

"Hehe, I think it's not that you're not interested, but that you simply can't beat them solo. Since you can't win, why should you say I'm weak? I'll pretend to analyze it here. If I say it's your fault, it's your fault. You have to prove that you are better than me, otherwise you will lose money!" Liu Song thought that Qin Hao was the king of strong mouth and had no theory, so he couldn't help but startled.

It was also the first time for Qin Hao to hear such an unreasonable and boring theory, and he felt amused: "Why should I prove it to you? Shouldn't one be willing to fight and one to suffer, and pay if you lose? It's up to me." Shit!"

"I don't care! Anyway, it's your influence,

Five hundred yuan a piece, give me the money quickly! "Liu Song started to play tricks, he was in a hurry to lose, a total of ten to five thousand yuan was the living expenses of him and Xiaoqin for a month, he had no money for a long time, he couldn't afford the last money .

Those on the opposite side were all gangsters from the school's sports academy. If he didn't pay him, he would probably be beaten badly. He really had no choice but to hold on to Qin Hao, just like a mad dog.

Xiaoqin was also in a hurry: "Liu Song, you are too much, isn't it just five hundred yuan? If you lose, you lose. At worst, I will ask my family for it, and ask Xiaojun and others to borrow it. What do you mean by deliberately shirking responsibility? "

"Five hundred? Are you sure it's five hundred for a round?" Before Liu Song could answer, Qin Hao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Xiaoqin with a smile.

"Ah? Hmm..." Xiaoqin was a little dazed, but nodded reflexively.

Qin Hao immediately laughed: "Xiao Jun, I think so, in order to prove that this guy is real, the game I lost just now has nothing to do with me, I have to play a few games with those bastards. Think about it, this Not only for my innocence, but also for our face."

Mu Qianjun paused, and looked at Qin Hao suspiciously: "Brother Ritian, are you really okay? What level are you in this game? Can you win?"

Qin Hao scratched his head: "I remember it seems to be Huang, yes, Golden Five, yes, Golden Five."

Houyuan is far away

"Golden Five?" Liu Song let out a sneer, "I, a master of one division and one division, lost ten games in a row to the opponent. You, a Golden Five, dare to go solo, and still speak loudly about me? Be careful not to be kicked out." !"

The yellow-haired gangster looked Qin Hao up and down, but didn't take him seriously: "That's right, you want to play too? Who is he to you?"

Qin Hao grinned: "Is there a rule that you can't play Golden Five in solo? Even if you get hit out, it's better than losing ten games in a row. I guess your intestines have been shot out!"

After finishing speaking, he walked up to a few gangsters in the opposite row, pointed to Liu Song and said, "I heard that person said that you are playing a solo match? Five hundred yuan a round?"

The yellow-haired gangster looked Qin Hao up and down, but didn't take him seriously: "That's right, you want to play too? Who is he to you?"

The enemy's land is far and cool

Qin Hao smiled kindly: "His girlfriend is my sister-in-law's classmate. By the way, do you want to play or not?"

"For a mere gold, you dare to find 300 solos from other kings. You can't spend too much money!" Liu Song still sneered at Qin Hao, deliberately speaking in a loud voice.

"Play, of course, 500 yuan a round, it's agreed." Hearing this, the little bastards thought that this rookie who came out of nowhere had been taken advantage of, and the gold rank dared to solo with the king. What's the difference in sending money? A fool would not agree.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hao shook his head.

"What? Do you think it's expensive? How about a handful of three hundred? It can't be any cheaper." Huang Mao thought that Qin Hao thought it was too expensive, so he took the initiative to lower the price.

However, Qin Hao still shook his head: "I think, five hundred yuan is too little, at least one thousand yuan is worth it, do you dare to bet?"

One thousand yuan per game is indeed a lot of bets. Huang Mao hesitated a bit, but when he thought that this kid was only gold, he felt confident again: "Okay, one thousand is one thousand. By the way, do you still have money?"

"Of course there is," Qin Hao took out a card from his pocket, which was the salary that Mu Qianxue had advanced to him before, "There are 50,000 yuan in it, let's just come!"

It's not far from the future, it's not cool.

Kneeling Yuanke, Enmity, Coolness, Learning from Leng Yuanji

"Okay! Let me tell you the rules. The hero is fixed, the summoner's skills are free, one blood and one tower is one hundred knives." Seeing Qin Hao taking the bait, Huang Mao was in a great mood, and comfortably blew out a smoke ring.

Qin Hao nodded, turned on the phone, and began to get a little familiar with the operation of the keyboard and mouse.

The enemy is far away from the ghosts, and the enemy is Fang Fan

Although Qin Hao is a gold rank and is not worth mentioning in front of the king, Huang Mao is still not careless, and still sends out the guy with the highest rank among them, who is dressed like Sha Matt.

Sha Matt sneered, looked at Qin Hao, who seemed a little uneasy, familiar with the slow operation of the keyboard and mouse, and felt more confident in his heart, and sarcastically said: "The king has 800 points solo gold goalkeeper, I really don't know what I should praise you for!" Bold, but still a fool with a lot of money. But it’s okay, buddy, I’ll let you see what a king’s 800-point mid laner does!”