Until Lang Qiao's eyes were as blurred as autumn water, he gasped and said, "It will make me want to kiss you in irresistible."

Lang Qiao: "..."

Because someone suddenly had a great time in the car, their training ended earlier than before tonight.

Time flies and the weekend is coming, which is the day of the first week of the regular season finals, and it is also...

Zheng Hang and the club agreed to the day when the Demon King retired.

Early that morning, Zheng Hang drove to the hospital where the Demon King was. He pushed open the ward door with breakfast in a casual manner, but saw...

The quilt on the hospital bed was randomly stuffed into a ball, and the little ancestor who was lying on the bed hungry every day because he had a hand injury disappeared.

Zheng Lao Ma Zi Hang: "..." It's too difficult for me.

He sighed, put the steaming breakfast on the head of the bed, and began to help the little ancestor clean up the room with great effort.

He was very unfortunate when he came to the GNM team. Just as the devil was arrogant and domineering, he forced him from an older single young man to a full-time dad who was proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

There is no way, I want a meal.

After packing up the room, Zheng Hang sat on the hospital bed and watched the news for a while, but he became more and more worried.

Where will the Demon King go early in the morning?

Even if I get tired of the breakfast he bought and want to go outside to try some new tricks, it should be back at this point, right?

It can't be because I'm going to retire and can't think so?

Speaking of which, he seemed to have really heard that there was a professional player next door who retired and wanted to jump off the building that night. Fans held up a loudspeaker below and persuaded him for a long time before he persuaded him...

Thinking of this, Zheng Hang couldn't sit still. He put his cell phone in his pocket, ran to the rooftop, but when he passed by the doctor's office, he heard a familiar voice.

"Is there really no way?" The Demon King's voice came from the crack of the door, dull and sounded a little anxious: "I really need this opportunity. As long as this hand can forget the pain in a short time, I will bear any consequences!"

Zheng Hang's steps suddenly stopped and looked at the void door in disbelief.

The Demon King, he hasn't given up yet...

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard the doctor say, "Of course there are ways to forget the pain. Just get a closed injection, but this will cause more severe strain on your hands and may even cause permanent trauma. We do not recommend it."

"I don't care!" The devil's eyes were red and murmured to himself: "As long as I can fight another game, I can pay any price..."

He waited for so long before he finally realized that his age was enough, but he never expected that others would go on stage but his hands couldn't do it anymore.

Anyway, he is about to retire. If he can ignore the impact of pain on this stage and fight without distraction, even if he is a useless person in the second half of his life, he will admit it.

The doctor sighed, wondering where he had such a deep obsession when he was young, so he shook his head and said firmly: "This does not comply with the regulations."

"Is it really impossible?" the devil asked unwillingly.

"no."

...

Zheng Hang didn't know how he took heavy steps and moved back to the ward step by step.

When he finally sat down by the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, he realized that his eyes were blurred.

The warm liquid was spinning in his eyes, forcing him to raise his head and stare at the ceiling for a long time before finally holding back his tears.

Then he took out his cell phone, and created a small group, and pulled Gatlin, waited for me, Lang Qiao, and Ji Shao into it one by one.

Before he could finish his wording, Gatlin's news came over like a bead gun.

【Gatling:???

[Gatling: Brother Hang, didn’t you go to the hospital to pick up the devil? Why did you suddenly get a group?]

[Gatlin: I don't even want to prepare a retirement surprise for the Demon King? It's a bit romantic~]

【waitforme: Yes.】

Zheng Hang: "..." That's right, you just know how many tricks you can do every day.

He rolled his eyes silently before starting to type.

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: I suddenly pulled you, I wanted to discuss something.]

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: You also know that the Demon King is going to retire today. You can watch the last game of Bo5...]

After hesitating for a moment, he tagged Lang Qiao.

[GNM Manager Zheng Hang: Can you let the Demon King come on? @Lang's temptation]

Lang Qiao's answer was also particularly straightforward.

【Lang's temptation: Yes.】

Her career has just begun, and there are countless games to play in the future. One more inning and one less inning doesn't matter to her.

only……

[Gatling: But tonight is the weekly final. The ranking of the weekly final directly affects the league points we have obtained, and league points are the key to our championship. Are you sure Brother Hang?]

Before Zheng Hang could answer, another new news appeared in the group.

【gankyourheart: No problem.】

[Lang's Temptation: At worst, you can get more points in the first four games.]

【waitforme: That's it.】

Wait for me to agree.

For the Demon King who loves the arena so much, there should be no better gift than this, right?

And Gatlin only thinks they are crazy.

【Gatling:?????Is it that I am too fucked?】

[Gatling: What does it mean to be fine? What is the big deal? Get more points in the first four games? Can you please stop getting points as simple as cutting melons and vegetables, okay? It's too swelling!]

[Gatling: Although this is a secondary league, it is still a professional arena! There are still strong players in some strong teams!]

[Gatling: And what can you agree with me when you wait! You are obviously the same as me!]

When I agreed, it seemed like he was the only one left in their team.

Does he want to be face-saving?

Faced with Gatlin's passionate speech, Ji Shaoyi sneered coldly with disdain and said with a backhand.

【gankyourheart: I, a man with a thunder and four sounds, understand?]

Lang Qiao also followed.

【Lang's temptation: I, a man, 1v4, understand?】

【Gatling: Social and Social.】

【waitforme: Can't afford to offend.】

And Zheng Hang: "..."

I don’t know if it’s his illusion, but I always feel that the GNM team has joined Lang Qiao and Ji Shaoyi, just like putting two wild dogs on the field, and they can’t even pull them...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all members of the GNM team packed up their things and got into the car one by one at the urging of Zheng Hang.

The devil subconsciously wanted to get his peripheral bag. He reached halfway through his hand, but suddenly stopped and curled his lips bitterly.

"Hold it." Zheng Hangdao: "What if it's useful?"

The devil nodded, and finally took the peripheral bag obediently, and the last one got into the car.
Chapter completed!