The eSports King’s Crush

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"It's already very strong."

This is the last sentence of Huan Leng.

But because of this sentence, Mo Nan stood there without moving for a long time.

Then, he held his forehead with one hand and smiled suddenly.

He put his hand on Wan Leng's shoulder wantonly and evilly: "I didn't notice it before. He is quite discerning. To be honest, I was really good just now. Move around and fight back..."

"You talk a lot." Huan Leng stood aside in disgust before he could finish his words.

Mo Nan didn't care either. He held his trouser pocket with one hand and showed the tips of his teeth when he smiled, which matched his little pubic hair perfectly.

Huan Leng only glanced at it and didn't stay any longer.

"Hello." Mo Nan raised his voice again.

Huan Leng glanced sideways.

Mo Nan: "Thank you."

"His hand speed has recovered." Huan Leng didn't even look back: "You can't keep up with me now."

Mo Nan looked at the cold back and touched the bridge of his nose. This guy was still the same as before. He didn't understand what it meant to be moved by the atmosphere. He deserved to be single until now.

The manager was still standing there. Seeing these two people, he seemed to see a new beginning for the team.

After all, compared to Black Flame, their assistant's awareness is indeed much worse.

For those who are not familiar with this game,

The auxiliary position is often ignored and only the focus is on the position where Kerry can perform.

Be it money or otherwise.

But anyone who has been in this industry for a long time knows that it is really difficult to find a good assistant.

Hei Yan really found a treasure and met Bey.

Anticipation, hand speed, command, accurate calculation down to the second and the opponent's mana consumption and passive timing.

There is a team that bey is willing to support.

If it hadn't been like that at that time.

Already became a champion.

He didn't understand before why Huan Leng insisted on getting Mo Nan back.

Now he understands a little bit more.

Mo Nan is extremely familiar with this game.

He is aware that he can predict what his opponent is thinking.

Not just talent, but also the experience gained from facing various opponents over a thousand days.

It's really too long.

Managers who have been there for a long time have forgotten one thing. Back then, the young man who used his sword style led an unknown team to break into the top ten.

The dark horse that year exceeded everyone’s expectations.

And that young man was none other than Mo Nan.

The only thing everyone remembers is the guy who rode the popularity, sold his character, and killed 0 and 6 deaths.

But I forgot the shock of that year.

Only those who are too sharp will fall so quickly.

Now Mo Nan seems to have understood this truth.

The manager looked away again.

Mo Nan planned to go back, but he hadn't taken a shower yet.

The loser stood there without moving: "Do you think that if you beat me, you can go to Milan to compete? With such speed, don't dream!"

Mo Nan ignored it, even his eyes were pale.

The manager frowned and was about to speak.

"And that sister, I heard that she is back again, what qualifications does she have to come back as a substitute..."

Before he could finish his words.

Just listen to a clang.

Something hit me.

It's the mouse on the computer desk.

Mo Nan stood there, still holding the thread in his hand, his eyes dark and dull: "I'm really sorry, my hand slipped."

"How could it be that my hand slipped? It was clearly intentional!"

Mo Nan smiled evilly: "How can I prove that I did it on purpose?"

Lin Yu's hands were trembling with anger: "Everyone looked at me and smashed me."

"What I smashed was the wall behind." Mo Nan walked over: "Kid, what I just wanted to say is that it doesn't matter how you throw dirty water on me. My sister, from now on, I'll be black. Try it.”

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