The commentator glanced at him, and his face said: I suspect you were peeking at the crispy duck literature on my back, but I have no evidence.

On the field, the two men from the LGM team had already rushed into the room with the cover of smoke bombs.

Lang Qiao had been ambushing, but her fists could not match four hands. Just as she knocked down the two people who rushed into the room through the room, the sniper who was ambushing the opposite building also shot her head with one shot.

The moment he fell to the ground, Lang Qiao angrily pounded the table, regretting that he had failed to make up for the two people who had already knocked down.

On the commentator stage, the two commentators felt a little regretful.

"Lang's temptation was not defeated in this wave of substitution, but it is already amazing that one-on-three can knock down two!" said the commentator.

"The sniper of the lgm team has already gone upstairs. If the other two teammates are helped up by him, the situation on the field will instantly change from three to two to three to one!" commentator b said.

In their eyes, Lang Qiao, who was knocked down, was basically a dead person.

Lang Qiao's health was getting smaller and smaller, while the opponent's sniper had already pushed the door in, rushing to the second floor with the sound of "dadada" footsteps.

And the first moment he entered the room, he pulled the trigger to Lang Qiao's head.

After a "bang" gunshot, Lang Qiao widened his eyes and watched the enemy's head run through the bullets, and green blood burst out, and together with his two other teammates who were knocked down, they turned into a box.

On the hillside not far away, Ji Shao threw away the awm in his hand, and smiled in a heavy voice: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

awm, the king of sniper, has a long range, fast firing speed, small drop amplitude, and high damage.

Because the opponent's sniper was killed first by him, the bullets hit Lang Qiao were judged invalid by the system.

【Good luck, eat chicken tonight!】

The moment the golden page popped up, thunderous cheers erupted in the scene.

The two commentators also woke up from a dream and said in unison: "Let us congratulate the GNM team on winning the overall championship of this PDL Spring Tournament and qualifying for PCL!"

A complete documentary dedicated to their team was also played on the LED screen on the scene.

This is the material collected by the competition party after filming the whole season.

In the documentary, there are the Demon King who secretly puts internal muscle patches on his teammates, the Gatlin who killed his teammates with thunder and forced himself to throw thunder over and over again in the training camp, the Talky and almost never absent from training, the Lang Qiao who got up early day after day, and the Ji Shaoyi who didn't even care about eating when he was training.

From the beginning of the season to the end of the season, their training scenes were recorded by the camera every day, like flipping through them quickly, until the picture was frozen in the end.

A row of large black characters with flying dragons and phoenixes dancing on the pure white screen are printed.

It’s not that we won’t be tired, we just want to win too much.

On the stage, these teenagers who wanted to win were already excitedly hugged each other and roared and vented, then, at the reminder of the host, reached out to hold up the trophy.

The GNM fans in the barrage have already been so happy.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[It’s not that they won’t be tired, they just want to win too much, I blew and cried for a second. From the ability of Sister Lang and Mr. Ji to control various cold weapons, they have put in a lot of effort behind their backs.]

[Wuwuwuwu, it would be great if my devil king cub is still there! I wonder if he will cry after winning the championship!]

[The Demon King's little boy is so good at face, he will definitely cry secretly on his back!]

On the podium, Ji Shaoyi held Lang Qiao's head and rubbed it hard.

But Lang Qiao kept his head down without any reaction.

Ji Shaoyi had to squat down, wanting to see what was going on with her.

As a result, he leaned to the left, and Lang Qiao twisted his face again. He leaned to the right, and Lang Qiao twisted his face left again.

After repeated several times, Ji Shaoyi smiled.

There was a bit of teasing in the clear and casual voice: "You won't cry anymore, are you?"

The next second, he saw his husband's ears fluttering into pink at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he refused to admit it on his mouth, "No!"

With a 'plash', a drop of warm liquid hit the back of Ji Shaoyi's hand.

Lang Qiao was stunned and reached out to wipe it, but Ji Shaoyi held his hand down and said with a smile: "What is this? Is it saliva?"

As he said that, the hand was still shaking in front of her.

Lang Qiao: "..." God was fucking saliva.

She sniffed and just wanted to continue quibbling, she felt itchy on her waist.

Ji Shaoyi's fingertips were a little warm, rubbing her smooth skin for a while, instantly causing goosebumps all over her body.

"What are you doing?" Lang Qiao knocked off his hand, his voice a little bored because he had just cried.

Ji Shaoyi acted like a hooligan and was confident: "Look at your coveting my beauty and saliva came out, so satisfy you."

Seeing that he was about to make trouble again, Lang Qiao's face turned red with anxiety: "This is not saliva!"

"What is that?"

"I just..." Lang Qiao unconsciously pulled the zipper head of the coat with his fingers, and after a long time of grunting, he finally said: "I just got my eyes into the brick."

As a real man, it is impossible for her to cry, and she will never cry in her life!

Crying in bed doesn't count!

When Mr. Ji looked at her blushing face like clouds, he knew what was thinking in her little head.

And what can he do? He could only pat the head of the little girl who was embarrassed to admit crying and whispered: "Mr. Lang, it's not embarrassing to cry by his own efforts."

Lang Qiao nodded and was about to say 'I understand', when he heard him add a narcissistic sentence: "Just like I feel so handsome when I look in the mirror every morning."

Lang Qiao: "..." God is so fucking handsome.

The whole paragraph collapsed.

The fans in the live broadcast room have long been freaking out by their interactions.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Emm, Mr. Ji forcibly rubbed Sister Lang's head, making Sister Lang cry?]

[Hahahaha, God made Sister Lang cry. It was obviously Sister Lang who was moved by the bitter documentary and burst into tears. Mr. Ji is coaxing me?]

[Ahhhhhhh, Mr. Ji squatted beside Sister Lang and looked so cute! Lang's Ji Mo locked him!]

[Wuwuwuwu I suspect they have reunited with us on their backs, but I have no evidence!]

[The host who was interviewed after the game asked us what the relationship between them is!]

【Kneeling 1.】

【Kneeling 10086.】

【Please ask for ID number!】

...

After winning the trophy, the four GNM team, led by staff, came to the post-match interview seat.
Chapter completed!