Zi Mo's voice trembled, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Boss, how is this possible?"

The Blood Kill Team sniper Leng Sha stared at the big screen in front of him with wide eyes.

"Report, I want to report!"

She Junhao's face was full of anger. He threw the gaming headset fiercely on the table and stood up suddenly.

"There is something fishy going on!"

"There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

"We were clearly suppressing them the whole time, how could we reverse the situation in just a few seconds?"

"How is this possible?"

"Even Ji Mingze can't do it."

The professional e-sports game judge stared at Lu Xici as if he was looking at a treasure.

Then he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared completely, and he said seriously: "Shut up!"

"You doubt whether you have bribed all of us judges?"

She Junhao's arrogance immediately weakened, "No, judges, we didn't question you."

"It all happened so fast, I didn't even see the captain of the Yanfeng Fuyao team come out!"

"How is this possible? Yanfeng Fuyao Team is just a new team that just made it to the finals!"

"And the Blood Kill Team can be considered as the veterans of the national e-sports competition!"

"How could he be killed instantly?"

Lu Xici took off his headphones and tapped the table with his fingers.

The corner of his mouth raised a faint smile, and he tilted his head, staring at Zi Mo opposite him.

She said with aggressive words: "Sister Zimo, can you tell me whether we won or not?"

Zi Mo lowered the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Well, you win."

"I saw you guys."

Mu Xueyang lowered his head and tugged at Zimo's clothes, looking incredulous.

"Boss, do you know what you are talking about?"

"How is it possible that we won?"

"Shut up and apologize to us."

Mu Xueyang's eyes trembled slightly a few times, as if he had just met Zimo for the first time.

"Boss, you want me to apologize?"

"Apologize!" Zi Mo glanced at his teammates coldly: "All of you apologize to me!"

"sorry!"

Although his teammates were unwilling, they still obeyed Captain Zimo's instructions.

"Humph," Bai Chen raised his head: "Why do you slander people without getting accurate results?"

Xie Sinan said sarcastically, "What? Now you don't suspect that we bribed the judges?"

A girl behind Zimo glared at Xie Sinan fiercely.

"Still saying..." Xie Sinan snapped his fingers and said meanly, "Do you suspect that your captain has been bribed by us?"

"You! Damn it!"

Lu Yan sighed, "What did the captain say? It's impossible that he didn't see the ambush I set before, right?"

Zi Mo stared at Lu Yan meaningfully for a few seconds.

This person is not a good person.

He glanced at the group of frustrated captains behind him and said in a cold voice: "Let's go back to the waiting area."

…

Chen Pei stood at the senior member's office of the National E-sports Arena, and the red wine in his mouth swirled back and forth: "Haha, you ruined my reputation,"

"But you came to the national e-sports competition to play?"

"Third Master," Ling pursed his lips, and after thinking about it,

He also suggested: "You'd better not bother with the genius doctor Lu Xiao." ”

"Do I have the same experience as you?"

The red wine glass in Shen Pei's hand was crushed directly, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were staring at Ling coldly.

Ling 궝's inner thoughts: [Okay, Third Master, look, you're getting anxious again! 】

He took out a black handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Shen Pei: "Third Master, a handkerchief."

"You have no common sense," Ling said, without hesitation, "Third Master, play however you want."

Chen Pei held a cigarette between his fingertips, with blue smoke lingering around, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Go, call Ji Mingze up."

"Just say, I have something to ask."

Ling had an idea in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud.

"Okay, Third Master, I'll go down and find Ji Mingze right away."

[It seems that the Third Master is going to be bullied again this time.] 】

When Lu Yan went to the toilet, he happened to see Ling.

He blocked it for a moment, "Isn't this Mr. Shen Sanye's help?"

If Lu Yan didn't speak and didn't move closer,

You definitely can't tell, it's Lu Yan.

Ling Xiao had a professional fake smile on his face: "So you are Sister Lu Xiao. I saw Sister Lu Xiao's game just now."

“Very impressive.”

"Who did your master tell you to look for?" Lu Yan was very imposing.

He glanced at her sideways, his eyes stern and threatening, "Li Baili?"

"Still talking about Ji Mingze?"

When Ling heard the name Ji Mingze, his eyes trembled slightly.

"No, no, what do you want? I just came down to use the bathroom."

Ling wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and fled quickly: "What? I'm leaving first, my grandfather is still waiting for me."

After Ling left,

Lu Yan laughed hoarsely: "So it's Ji Mingze."

Lu Yan pulled out a WeChat contact with the note "Dad who can be thrown away at any time."

"Chen Pei is going to win over Ji Mingze and join Ji Mingze's team to deal with my sister."

"It's time for you to show off."

Lu Chengan sat in the senior member section of the National E-sports Arena, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Damn it, Shen Lao San, you even dared to touch my daughter?"

"Just wait for me!"

"Ahem," Lu Yan coughed lightly, "Not only did he touch your daughter, he also touched your son."

Lu Chengan rolled his eyes and glanced at the note "Son sent here for fun" with a look of disdain: "Yeah, got it."

…

Li Baili was jumping up and down while standing on the ground, with his hands on his chest: "Ahhhh! It's true, big boss!"

"This bag is for champions, why should I fight for it?"

"Otherwise, if you meet a big guy, just admit defeat!"

"Then I'll beg the boss, act like a spoiled child, and ask him to accept me as his disciple?"

The more Li Baili thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was reliable.

"Even if Big Boss 놆 doesn't accept me as his disciple, it's pretty good that Lu Yan, who looks exactly like 놛, accepts me as his disciple."

…

"What's the wind that brings Mr. Lu here?"

Shen Pei poured a cup of tea for Lu Chengan, and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

Lu Chengan picked up the teacup on the table, tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers, and glanced at Shen Pei coldly: "Shen Lao San, do you think I don't have a temper?"

"Oh, what does Mr. Lu mean by this?"

Shen Pei raised his eyebrows and moved the watch on his wrist: "Why can't Shen understand?"

"Before the game, it doesn't matter which team you join,"

Lu Chengan's deep eyes were like a cold pond, and he said quietly: "During the competition, if someone wants to use power to threaten the organizer to join a certain team,"

"Don't blame Mr. Lu for being cruel."

Lu Chengan placed the teacup in front of Chen Pei, and the tea spilled out.

Full of threats,

"Mr. Lu is right..."