The four players looked at each other at the same time, and looked at Qin Mo with horror.
Level is full, information is complete.
What's even more dazzling is his golden PK ranking!
ＮＯ1!
This is definitely the King of Qin!
They met the Qin God...the living Qin God...
Petrochemical, excited, excited.
It is impossible to describe the mood of these four people!
Sitting in the Internet cafe, my fingers holding the mouse are shaking, okay?
That's the Qin God!
I never play online games privately. A live broadcast of an e-sports competition will trigger the crazy Qin Shen with millions of online names!
Aren't they really dreaming?
No matter what, commit suicide first and then enter the game!
Only when they die once will they believe this fact!
"Why don't you move? Start typing." Fu Jiu was still typing there. In a blink of an eye, he saw that all the four players in front of her were dead... What's the situation?
Fu Jiu paused for a moment, and suddenly seemed to realize something.
"Is it because of you?"
This message was posted by Fu Jiu in a private chat.
Qin Mo came out with one hand and replied a few words: "I haven't played much amateur online games, I only played in professional leagues, I don't know."
"You haven't come in and read the book?" Fu Jiu was also shocked.
Qin Mo replied in a faint tone: "I haven't brushed it privately. Sometimes the company's publicity needs to be brushed three times."
According to Fu Jiu's understanding of the great god, his words are translated as: since he started playing the game, he has only read the book three times, and each time it is for the live broadcast...
"No wonder they are so scared by you, the great god." Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows and pointed at him quickly: "Then you are quite lonely when you play games? This time, with the old master here, the old driver, you will be rich."
Qin Mo ignored him at all. This kid is in the shape of tiles hanging up in the room. The more he cares about him, the more seductive it becomes. It is best to leave him alone.
However, it was a little more pleasant than others.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo turned his head and lit a cigarette, and sat on a huge leather chair with stars behind him. The lights of the entire city seemed to have become the background that set off his backdrop at that moment.
Secretary Liang bent down and handed the coffee on his hand, with pure white gloves on his hand. The president of their family has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and the details cannot be ignored... I really want to take a look at the screen and observe who the president is chatting with.
Usually, the president should be watching financial news at this time, so how could he be on the game?
Who is on the computer?
Last time, the president asked the meeting to be suspended halfway.
This time the president adjusted his office hours again.
Definitely a little goblin!
Otherwise, how could the president not even do his job and just play games?
But he was really curious about who this little fairy was, and his heart was like claws tickling.
But the president lets him know nothing!
It's really sad... How could he report to his boss and wife like this?
"Secretary Liang." Qin Mo extinguished the smoke, picked up the coffee, looked at him, his eyes lowered, and his eyes were covered in cold light: "Remember, who is your person? Now, close the door and go out."
Secretary Liang trembled when he heard this, and he responded with a thorn in his teeth, "Yes."
Why does the president’s aura make people feel more oppressive than the boss?
He's obviously still a student, right?
No wonder the president’s fans would call him Qin Shen, this is simply the reincarnation of a tyrant!
Speaking of which, it is brave enough for someone to be so unafraid of the president!
Chapter completed!