The eSports King’s Crush

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In the end, Mo Nan stopped thinking about it. His right hand was exerting force, and no one could empathize with it.

The child brought back by Mo Bei was also looking at his benefactor.

They also gave him new clothes.

He had never thought before that there was such a place in this world.

People here don’t even have to worry about food.

My little brother’s life can also be saved.

It's just that he can't understand what others are saying.

Until the kid, who was about the same age as him, found an uncle.

The uncle was very gentle to people, could speak the dialect of their hometown, and began to teach him the pronunciation here.

Only then did he find out that his little brother turned out to be a singing girl.

The person who had been standing outside guarding her was her brother.

A child can understand that if his sister was lying there, he would look like this.

The children tried to comfort each other, but found that the language was blocked.

I called my translator uncle over and learned a few words.

Then he ran behind Mo Nan: "Am I, too, there?"

Mo Nan looked back.

I saw a child still trying hard to say something he couldn't understand.

The translator came over and stroked the child's head with one hand: "He said he also had a sister and asked Master Nan not to worry. He also said that Miss Bei saved him. If it hadn't been for Miss Bei, he would never see him again. Sister, now he still has a chance to live, all because of Miss Bei, they believe in gods, and gods will bless heroes like Miss Bei."

Mo Nan said: "Thank you."

"As a brother, I have never protected her. I really hope that God can take my place when I am away."

The child raised his eyes after listening to what his uncle translated to him: "I didn't protect my sister well either. If I were as strong as my little brother, my sister wouldn't have to suffer from hunger pains. Sometimes I only believe that my sister was protected by well-meaning people." After taking her away, there must be someone like a little brother who took her to An's place just like he took me. My sister is still waiting for me. After I become stronger, I will protect her. "

Yes, when you become stronger, protect her.

Mo Nan looked away, reached out and touched the child's head, then walked out.

He made a phone call: "Hey, I've thought about what you said clearly. I will try to transform, but my hand speed is not very fast. Will it be a drag on the assistance of doing so?"

"No." Huan Leng's hands left the keyboard and paused the training.

The teammates who were still fighting in the team fight over there subconsciously looked at their captain after one of them died!

"At this time, the captain is actually answering the phone"

"My dream pentakill is gone!"

"Ahem, it's a live broadcast, please be careful."

"Did the live broadcast fail? I thought I worked so hard to prove that I can do it without the captain, but the reality is that as soon as the captain answers the phone, I will die instantly..."

Huan Leng listened to the noise next to him and thought it was too noisy. He opened the door of the training room and walked out: "In this year's summer competition, the organizing committee will select 18 people to compete in the Milan International Competition based on the results of each team. The summer season will start in less than a month, and I have already missed the previous qualifiers. I cannot miss the next games, otherwise, no matter how good I play, I will not be qualified.”

It's rare to hear their gold medal players say so many words in one breath.

As an agent, I couldn't help but look here twice after signing the form and handing it to the assistant.

Then he walked over slowly: "Who are you talking to on the phone?"

Huan Leng glanced sideways and said, "Well, I have something to do here. I'll hang up now. Don't think too much about the rest. I'll wait at the base."

Agent: ...he was talking on the phone as if there was no one around. He was a straight man who had been single for ten thousand years. He thought he was in love. Did you consider that I was the one in charge?

After Huan Leng hung up the phone, he looked over and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Of course I have something to do. I made an appointment with the other party to meet at the base. Before the game, no one can enter the base. You should understand." The manager smiled: "So who are you talking to on the phone?"

Huan Leng put away his phone and said without any concealment: "Mo Nan, I want him to be the starter."

The agent frowned: "Think clearly, he may have been on par with us before, but now, hand injuries aside, his speed and ability can't keep up. If you do this, the players will have objections."

Huan Leng raised his eyes: "I will let the team members try his abilities, not as an assassin, but as an assistant."

"Assistant?" The manager's eyes paused: "You mean to let him transform..."

Xuan Leng said in a calm voice: "I asked about his hand. It is not absolutely impossible to have a chance to be cured. Before that, he transformed into a support. With him, the pressure on the assassin position and the bottom lane will not be so great."

The agent looked at Huan Leng: "From what I hear, are you sure that he will succeed in his transformation? Not everyone is Bey. Even if he is Bey's brother, he may not be able to control the team situation."

Huan Leng turned around and said, "He is Mo Nan. It doesn't matter who's brother he is. He is a first-class professional player. He also said that he was once on par with me. There is one thing he said wrong. In a certain way To a certain extent, he is better than me. If I were in a team like that and couldn't lead four of them away just to win the team battle, if I had such a person as my teammate, I would feel very at ease. My thoughts have never changed and I should know better than anyone.”

The agent stopped there. He knew better than anyone what Huan Leng was thinking. After so many years, becoming teammates with Mo Nan seemed to have become his obsession. He still remembered when he went to the youth training camp to recruit people. The young master of the Huan family was sent to the door of the coffee shop by a Hummer. This boy was not short of money. He could see it at first sight. He didn't say a word before signing the contract, just flipping through the contract he handed to him. The agent had never talked about anyone so uncertain. Huan Leng was the first. He was not sure what this boy, whose existence was full of noble pride, needed? Honor? He seemed to have never lacked it. A genius team control that attracted everyone's attention. Any team would rush to get it at this time. After all, since Rao Rong, it is rare to see such a mid-lane. Most people play assassins. After all, showing the position of the flying field can make people remember more. It's hard to find such a person, but he is unpredictable. He spent a lot of saliva and kept talking to the other party about the prospects after joining their team. He talked for a full half an hour. The boy finally spoke. At that time, his height was not as oppressive as it is now, but his eyes were beautiful and clear: "I only have one condition."

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