Lin Chentao, a single person, really didn't expect that even if both sides shook hands, they would see such a dog-abuse scene.
Standing there and coughed heavily, hey, Pervert Qin, at least respect me.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes sideways, and stretched out his right hand.
Lin Chentao, who was noticed, was about to speak up.
Qin Mo interrupted his words in a faint voice: "I watched the live broadcast of 5v5 just now, and the killing method is good."
Lin Chentao was shocked. Pervert Qin was praising him? Is it going to rain red in the sky?
Qin Mo continued: "When two people fight one, what about your national chief assassin's moral integrity?"
Lin Chentao:...Wait a minute, who stipulates that heroes cannot fight one, everyone will fight one, and in team battles, you should not be afraid, just do it.
Why did it become a shameless thing to fight two people when they get to him?
On the screen, Lin Chentao's expression is so connotative.
Qin Mo did not give him the opportunity to express his connotation, so he let go of his hand. His casual tone exudes a bloodthirsty smell: "I will return it in the future."
Lin Chentao:...No, great god, let me make some sense. Didn’t I just kill your little white spade once?! You are like this now... what about integrity? What about demeanor!
"A very wonderful scene." At this time, the commentator needs to smooth things over, although there is no way to see the exciting scene in this handshake.
"Yes, it seems that this failure has inspired Qin Mo's competitive spirit, which may not be a bad thing for the Emperor Alliance."|
"But it's a pity. The Emperor League did not enter the semi-finals and everything came to an abrupt end."
"It's abruptly? Hahaha, Lao Song, have you forgotten that according to the regulations over the years, a resurrection match will be set up. Of course, only one team can qualify for the resurrection match, that is, the team must have the most VP players in the game. Obviously, look at the record of Spades Z. Even if he loses, his total score will be higher than that of the winner. The Emperor League still hopes to participate in the national competition. As long as they can win three games in the next battle, they can be resurrected successfully. Of course, resurrection is not so easy. According to the habits of previous years, all the opponents they need to defeat are among the top ten in the country, and it is indeed a bit difficult to win."
"No matter what, there is still hope."
This is the first time Bo Jiu heard that there is such a competition system. He raised his eyebrows and said to Qin Mo: "Resurrection Competition?"
"Yeah." Qin Mo looked sideways, his breath blew his ears: "So even if he loses, it's nothing. We can still win back."
Bo Jiu stood on his lower abdomen with one hand, his lips were pale, and his eyes finally had a smile.
Lin Chentao:...Why are the two of them whispering here, no one will take care of them?!
Knowing that there is still a chance to participate, everyone in the Imperial League could not hide the revival of her mood.
Even some fans deeply felt it.
I was so excited that I wanted to rush out and run for a few laps!
In fact, real fans just want to see these people continue to play games, even if they have another game.
There is always one or a group of people who carry all the memories of your youth.
And the Imperial Alliance is a carrier for them.
Years later.
They may forget who they like so much.
But I can't forget the people in battle uniforms, their eyes are red, but they stand tall and upright.
They are the Imperial Alliance.
Chapter completed!