The eSports King’s Crush

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After hearing this sentence.

Mo Nan raised his hand to drink and paused for a moment, then said casually, "Well, I've been fine for a long time."

Huan Leng wanted to see something from the face in front of him.

But he found that this person was indeed different from the youth training camp.

His temper is best understood by Huan Leng. He is very angry and can sometimes get angry at a moment's notice.

Huan Leng has never liked this kind of person.

But Mo Nan was different.

When he is angry, he is always defending something.

It goes as quickly as it comes.

Unlike some people who are outspoken and hurt others.

It's just that my principles are much stronger than others.

Him now.

If not, I would still be drinking like this.

Huan Leng could barely see the edges and corners of the young man who stood in front of him.

In three years, a lot has happened.

Will his playing style change over time?

Huan Leng is still thinking.

Mo Nan was a little wary.

When he asked him to come out, he probably wasn't just drinking.

If he asked him about the game again, he would definitely change the subject.

But at this time.

The table next to me was hurriedly rushing to get people to sell their orders.

Suddenly he bumped into Mo Nan's shoulder.

Mo Nan subconsciously stretched his right hand hanging to one side to block it.

That force is not small.

If he didn't block it, the zipper of the jacket would probably hit him in the face.

"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't see it." The man apologized quickly, full of embarrassment.

Mo Nan just said: "It's okay."

I originally thought it was just a small episode.

When Xing Lieng looked over, his eyes suddenly darkened.

He directly pulled his hand over, pressed it on the table, and lowered his voice: "Didn't I say that my hand is already healed? Then what is this?"

The last few words were stained with a heavy meaning.

Mo Nan followed his line of sight and looked over, his anger dissipated, and said: "I fell down while playing with Cat, Cat and Bear after the game today. It's not a big deal, but professional players should always pay attention, just go The hospital put a bandage on it.”

"The bandage happened to be on the hand that was injured before?" Huan Leng's eyes came closer to him. At this time, there was no warmth at all: "Because of the hand injury, my personality has changed. No matter what I do, my first reaction is to protect my hand." If you stop your hand, how can you let it get hurt again? How long do you have to lie? "

Mo Nan's hand holding the beer bottle was so tight that it turned a little white, but nothing could be seen from his state: "No one can avoid accidents. When we are making trouble, we don't care so much. Why should I lie? My hand is injured Okay, it doesn’t have much to do with it, right? Are you still drinking? If not, pack up and leave. It’s boring to be here at one o’clock in the morning listening to random thoughts.”

After he finished speaking, he pulled his hand back. When Huan Leng didn't speak, Mo Nan was about to get up.

The voice over there reached his ears, slow and deep, as if it could freeze the temperature of the entire skewers shop: "Who's replacing you today?"

Just one sentence.

Mo Nan's heart began to sink rapidly.

Where Huan Leng couldn't see it, the handsome face was no longer evil, it was so pale that people were suspicious, and his wrist began to hurt again because of the cloudy weather.

He didn't make any move. He turned his back to Wan Leng and smiled, as if he didn't care: "It's really getting more and more ridiculous the more he talks about it."

"Use the dragon pit and make accurate calculations to ensure the superposition of blood volume and moves." Huan Leng looked at the man's straight and clear back, and his eyes fell on his hands again: "This is not the best way to play at all."

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