Song Nanwu and Si Jin looked over.
There were three young men. The one called Brother Hua had a striking yellow hair that had been permed and dyed.
Glancing at the three of them with cold eyes, Si Jin lazily sipped his yogurt and said, "Young lady who believes in Buddhism, do you want to join them in a fight?"
"Come." Song Nanwu replied expressionlessly, her eyes cold and icy.
Si Jin curled his lips, walked forward and kicked the chair of the man called Hua Ge, and said in R language, "Hey, let's have a fight."
Brother Hua turned to look at Si Jin, only to see that he was wearing a mask and a hat, making it impossible to see his face. He immediately said impatiently, "Who are you? I'm going to fight you."
"Chinese." The clear voice was neither fast nor slow, like a touch of spring breeze but with a cold edge hidden.
"Do you dare?" Si Jin looked at him with disdain and challenged him, "Everyone can brag."
"Heh." Brother Hua sneered at Si Jin, then stood up and said with disdain, "The Chinese are coming up to us looking for trouble, so don't blame us for being unfriendly. How do you want to play? Solo or 5v5?"
Si Jin glanced at the other two people beside him, "5v5."
"Hmph, sure." Brother Hua snorted. "But playing like this without some kind of prize would be boring, wouldn't it? How about if you lose, you yell 'China is garbage' three times right here in this internet cafe?"
"What will you shout if you lose?" Si Jin asked instead of answering.
Hearing this, Brother Hua snorted and said nothing.
They will lose?! Oh, how much do these Chinese people think of themselves?
His younger brother beside him took over the conversation and said, "R country is garbage."
With a chuckle, Si Jin said, "Okay, find someone to form a team in ten minutes."
After that, Si Jin and Song Nanwu sat down at the camera seats behind them.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Brother Hua sat back in his seat and started sending text messages.
Many people nearby heard the conversation between the two and immediately became interested. They gathered together and started discussing in low voices.
Soon, everyone in the Internet cafe knew about this battle.
"The Chinese team hasn't even made it to the semi-finals of the League of Legends World Championship. I don't know where these Chinese people get the confidence to dare to challenge us on our turf."
"Exactly. Our R country's UE team has won the League of Legends World Championship twice in a row. Has their Chinese team ever won a championship?"
"But if they have the courage to provoke me, they might be quite capable. We should not underestimate them."
“…”
After sitting down, Si Jin contacted Meng Ruo and the others to play on the R server, and briefly explained the cause and effect.
Ning Hongyan couldn't come due to something, but Meng Ruo, Lin Xiaoran and Jian Yao were free and logged into the R server soon.
The team chat was turned on, and Meng Ruo started cursing, "Damn it, Captain, I'm going to kill these bastards later. Do you think we're sick cats if I don't show my power?"
"It's best to torture them until they doubt their lives and lose their way." Lin Xiaoran said angrily, "Damn it, I hate this kind of trash who looks down on others the most."
Jian Yao was not as indignant as Meng Ruo and Lin Xiaoran. He said calmly, "But Captain, who is the other party?"
"I don't know, they were just a bunch of punks I met in the Internet cafe." Si Jin's voice sounded a bit nonchalant.
Song Nanwu took over the conversation and said coldly, "There's someone who seems to be a member of a team from Country R. From what I heard, they're also planning to participate in this training camp."
"Ha, I have to participate in the training camp too." Meng Ruo laughed, "I suddenly have the urge to torture him twice."
Ten minutes later, Brother Hua also formed a team, and the two groups met in the prepared room.
Although Meng Ruo and the others have played in the R server, it was only occasionally, and their rank was at the gold stage.
Song Nanwu and Si Jin registered new accounts on the computer, and their ranks were as low as bronze.
When Brother Hua on the opposite side saw this position, he immediately chuckled in disdain.
Haha, a bunch of ignorant Chinese people. He originally wanted to find his friends in the team to support him, but he didn't expect that Lord Fujiki accidentally knew about this and came over without saying a word.
You have to know that Lord Fujiki is the top leader in the team. People outside know him as the jungle harvester. His strength is so great that even the people in the UE team will be afraid of him when they meet him.
As for these Chinese rubbish, this game is a sure win.
Then Brother Hua looked at the small vest of his master Fujiki, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little fanatical.
Ahhh, he really never thought that one day he would be able to team up with Lord Fujiki. It was simply a dream come true!
Holding back the excitement in his heart, Brother Hua cleared his throat and said to his two younger brothers, "Just don't send us off later. Be good, and Number Four will take us flying."
His voice couldn't hide the joy. Someone was very perceptive and heard something. He leaned over and asked quietly, "Brother Hua, are you looking for someone from your HK team this time?"
Brother Hua hummed uncertainly, glanced at the increasingly dense crowd around him, and lowered his voice, "I'll tell you after I win. Who is coming?"
It's not that he was keeping it a secret on purpose, it's just that there were too many people at the scene, and he was afraid that if he told Lord Fujiki, the people in the Internet cafe would definitely go crazy.
He didn't want to cause trouble for Lord Fujiki.
"Okay, Hua, we understand."
…
The two sides were still in the process of selecting heroes when Jian Yao said, "Hong Yan isn't here, who will go top?"
"Meng Ruo goes up." Si Jin took out a strawberry-flavored candy from Song Nanwu's pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper slowly, and said.
Meng Ruo was about to click on the support hero, but when he heard this, he paused and said, "Captain, I'm going to the top lane. Who will support then?"
"Me." Si Jin said this casually while eating candy, picked up an assassin and locked him.
"Oh my god, the captain and Xiao Song are both playing assassins?!" Lin Xiaoran's voice was a little surprised and uncertain.
Meng Ruo was also shocked by Si Jin's assassin skills and said, "No, Captain, are you sure you want to use the assassin as a support?"
Si Jin frowned, feeling a little too sweet in his mouth. "Lin Xiaoran, don't send me off in the bottom lane. I'm supporting the Buddhist young lady."
Meng Ruo: “…”
Lin Xiaoran: “…”
Damn, why do I feel like I’ve been fed a bowl of dog food?
Song Nanwu glanced at Si Jin sideways and said nothing.
In fact, during this period of time, they were all playing double-row assassin matches.
Jian Yao chuckled and said, "Then let's assist the captain!"
Although double assassin lineups are relatively rare in the league, I don't know why I always look forward to it.
He knew that Si Jin was a sensible person, and how could he do anything wrong in such an occasion?
At this moment, Jian Yao suddenly thought of something, "Is the captain and Miss Nan Wu in Country R now?"
"Yeah." Si Jin responded calmly.
Meng Ruo and Lin Xiaoran also reacted suddenly and shouted, "Fuck!"
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