The eSports King’s Crush

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The world was also shouting that the noisy news did not affect Feng Nai's operation.

After entering Area A, the first thing he did was to click on the most popular master to watch the battle.

When Mo Bei saw this, his eyes darkened. He didn't believe that it was Bey who was logging in now.

"Boss, boss? Are you there?"

Cat, Cat and Bear were still shouting.

Feng Nai typed two words with one hand: "Watch the battle."

Already watching the game?

Cat, Mao, and Bear were surprised and thought to themselves, as expected, the boss would not care less about anything related to bey.

It also takes time to enter the game.

While Feng Nai was waiting, he tapped the mouse rhythmically with his slender fingers. He supported his chin with one hand and looked sideways at Mo Bei: "Since I am very familiar with bey's playing style, I will have to worry about it later." Our assistant brother, please help me find out if this person is a bey."

This is a temptation.

Mo Bei knew it very well.

Her eyes met that devilishly handsome face.

As always, few words: "Okay."

Feng Nai looked at her, trying to see something from her face.

It turns out that

He could see nothing but being cold and tipsy.

However, Linkengkeng, the "little brother", always had the same expression when he was lying and when he was not lying.

Only after drinking alcohol can he be so good.

What he said, she answered.

But, should he believe what she said?

A trace of hesitation flashed in Feng Nai's eyes.

At this time, the viewing game has been loaded.

Feng Nai swiped with one hand and directly selected Bey as the perspective.

8 kills and 0 deaths.

It's already amazing.

I saw that figure, carrying a spear, quickly passing through the wilderness.

From the other side of the wall, it suddenly appeared.

He picked straight into the ADC who was still clearing troops in the castle tower.

In just an instant, the number of people increased again.

Not only the heads, but also the protective towers were gone.

The adc on the opposite side was obviously mentally disturbed: "Brother, isn't it? I'm already standing in the tower, why are you still trying to catch me?"

Ye Bing, who was far away in a foreign country, saw this sentence and didn't even reply.

Waving the mouse with his right hand, he could hear the clicking sound of the keyboard in the training room.

The teammates all thought that their captain was training on a daily basis and didn't think much about it.

But the manager of the team over there called.

Ye Bing watched the screen light up.

With one hand free, he pressed the hands-free button.

"Hello."

The manager's voice has never changed so much: "Ye! bey is online! Didn't he say that he would never use this account again?"

Ye Bing's voice was steady: "If she wants to, she will."

"But after three years, he is about to enter the World Championships. What does he mean by appearing so suddenly?" The manager couldn't help but be worried: "Is he telling everyone that he is coming back?"

Ye Bing said nothing.

The manager became even more anxious: "Don't you know him very well? Ask him."

Ye Bing had been standing in the grass for half a minute because he answered the call.

Mo Bei saw this, and while Feng Nai's eyes were focused on the screen, he sent a message: "Take this opportunity to log off."

The people watching the battle also noticed that something was wrong with "Bey God".

Otherwise, why would he have been standing at the same position where he just finished the fight, without returning to the city or squatting with anyone.

"Isn't it disconnected?"

"Damn it, it's so hard to see my bey god. Don't get disconnected."

"Wait a minute, let's look at the list of spectators!"

The world is indeed in a state of chaos.

This is because when the king enters, there will also be a message reminder.

After all, he has the second best record in District A.

The only game I lost was even to bey.

"God K!"

"It seems that God K just sent a challenge invitation to God Bey. Will God Bey accept the challenge?"

"Really or not? We meet on a narrow road, the battle I am most looking forward to!"

More and more people are saying it.

Not just regular players.

Even some professional players want to know whether Bey or King is more powerful now.

Although King ranks second in the standings.

But in the past three years, he has been playing in the professional league, and he is fundamentally different from the passerby king at that time.

As for Bey, he hasn't been seen in three years. Will it affect his hand speed?

All this is unknown.

It is hard to ignore that the emergence of bey has attracted the attention of many professional teams.

Cat, Mao, and Bear can see several familiar ones just by looking at the viewing ID.

It can be said that because of bey, the top ten bosses in area A have appeared.

Not to mention, some assistants.

You must know that the National Competition is still in progress.

At this time, no matter who it is, if they can let bey join their team, they will have a god-level king.

Especially after seeing Bey win three games in a row.

The phone calls of many professional team assistants were off the hook.

"Go contact him."

"Any conditions are acceptable."

"As long as someone can sign it, everything is easy to talk about."

Wang Jun is the one who wants to win over the most.

He even went online in person just to contact bey.

Leave aside the operation.

The Imperial Alliance represented behind Bey alone can make an issue sufficiently topical.

When the time comes, all endorsements and so on will be found.

He can even use bey to sell a wave of feelings.

Wang Jun had a lot on his mind, but after logging into his account, he discovered that bey refused to accept messages from anyone.

In so many teams.

The team that Huan Leng belongs to is the calmest.

Because that agent also came from that era.

She smiled and said: "I really don't understand what these people are busy with. If bey really wants to return and play in the professional league, it will only be bad news for all our teams, because he will only join the Black Flame, don't I forgot where Feng Yi is."

Huan Leng listened on the side, and Leng Jun's side face showed not so much that he was emotionless, but rather that he had been out of sorts and a little absent-minded throughout the whole day.

But everyone knows that at this time, it is best not to approach him.

Leng Shen is a famous refrigeration and air conditioner.

Don't like to talk too much.

"Look, I have something going on." Huan Leng, who wears a battle uniform all year round, always looks sharp and unruly.

No one dares to stop him, unless he is afraid of being hammered.

The agent glanced sideways: "It seems a little wrong today. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Huan Leng didn't say much.

It’s not easy for the agent to ask any more questions.

After all, it's the call to the cold, not someone else's.

She believed that no matter what happened.

He has the ability to regulate himself.

But no one knows.

After watching today's match between Hei Yan and Tu Hai.

Huan Leng has basically lost the ability to self-regulate.

It was because that was not the Mo Nan he knew.

No matter how a person changes, some small habits will be hidden inside.

Show, known as one of the world's supports, also said this.

But now Mo Nan’s assassin, if you are familiar with him, you will find something different^

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