"Ahaha! Who else? Come on! The tiger is not threatening, do you all treat me as a sick cat?"

"It's fun! It's really fun! I've said it a long time ago, I'm a game genius who cleared Super Mario back then! This masturbation, masturbation, for me, it's not easy? Look at me with one hand, I can also beat the five of them!"

"Cool!"

He Feng, who had been aggrieved for a long time, was finally able to vent at this moment. He stood on the high ground with a barrel on his belly and a large barrel in his hand, and the enemy mostly hid in the spring and trembled, and no one came forward to provoke him. Because of the provocation that came up, all of them had been sent back to their bodies by He Feng's wine barrel. All the enemy can do now is type frantically in the springs.

This content is definitely not a good thing, He Feng can't understand it, and he can probably guess it. But it's still the same sentence, only the weak are the BB in the spring, and the strong are all talking with their fists!

He Feng waited for the barrel's ultimate CD, walked over with a big grin, and the big move blew out two people, and as soon as they landed in mid-air, they were taken away by He Feng's set of skills.

"me, dead fatty, you don't even know how to abuse the spring? You pretended to be a rookie before, and pretended to be the first time you played this game, right? Deliberately trying to see our jokes? Honestly, what rank are you?"

Huo Wenyao felt that his twenty-four-K titanium alloy dog eyes were going to be blind, He Feng's barrel operation was even sharper than the barrels of those professional players, and it was at least a bone level wine barrel that had been played for more than 3,000 games.

He Feng definitely can't be a novice, not only is he not a novice, Huo Wenyao guessed that at least he has the strength of a quasi-king. This wine barrel is very strong, Huo Wenyao has practiced hard for a month, and he feels that he may not be able to play the wine barrel so well. What's even more incredible is that He Feng's age is here, and it is unheard of for a person in his forties to play League of Legends so well.

"Pretend? No, no, I really just started playing this game today, and I said that in the first few games, I was just familiar with this game, and once I got serious, it was very powerful. What's more, this game is not very difficult, I will play it casually! Huo Wenyao, do you think I played very well? Haha! It seems that I heard someone say just now that if I go to the silver rank, he will drink two glasses of toilet water? Then hurry up and prepare, I will soon be in the silver! By the way, what is the silver rank? What should I do to get up?"

He Feng was really very cool at the moment, especially when he looked around at his shocked and incredible eyes, full of pride. The only pity is that her daughter Mary, who is most looking forward to such a reaction, has no surprised expression.

"Hehe! You can only get silver by playing qualifying, dead fatty, you are playing a matching match, and you can't go up for 10,000 years. You're just abusing rookies, and the real masters can only be met in qualifying. However, if you want to play the qualifying match, you first need to raise your level to level 30, so you can't get to silver today!"

Huo Wenyao calmed down, and then remembered that He Feng was just a match for a low-end game, and it was not surprising that he could play five in one game, and he should be okay now. Really good players are playing ranked matches, and when they start ranking, this fat man will definitely not be so strong.

"Oh, is it? Listen to Huo Wenyao, your tone is a little sour, haha! You really have to be promoted to level 30? Is there no quicker way? I want to play the qualifying match quickly, and I want to double row with Xiaoli. After discovering that the hero who looked like himself in the barrel was his natal hero, He Feng was full of self-confidence at the moment, and when he heard Huo Wenyao's sour tone, he laughed secretly in his heart.

"Of course there is, it's okay to buy a level 30 account on the black market!Uncle Feng, do you want it?I'll buy it for you......" Mei Anlian wanted to see if this uncle was really that powerful, so she took the initiative to help.

"There's no need for this trouble, I just have a level 30 account in the South Stick Service, and I haven't played a leveling match, so Uncle Feng, you use it." There were seventy or eighty heroes in it. Hua Fei directly sent a level 30 account, which was a batch of Nanbang Fu accounts that she bought a long time ago for live broadcasting, and selected one for He Feng to play.

Hua Fei was shocked by He Feng's game talent, the first time he came into contact with masturbation, and he was also a high-ranking player, he was able to play so well. Hua Fei also wants to see where He Feng's limit is.

Huo Wenyao saw that everyone was so enthusiastic to help He Feng, and secretly screamed hateful: Are these women doing it on purpose? Since there is still a level 30 account, why didn't you give me one at the beginning? No, this dead fat man is also bullying a rookie, and it must be the strength of Bronze One at most. Anyway, he is also a novice, and he is still an old man, and no matter how talented he is, he is not much stronger.

Huo Wenyao's secret prayer didn't work, but He Feng confirmed his concerns. Next, He Feng played a positioning match with a wine barrel in one hand, almost every game was his personal show, and none of the games could last more than fifteen minutes, and the other side surrendered early.

"Ouch, it's not silver, it's a pity. Is it just a platinum five? What is this? Uh? Why do you think of me like that?"

When the ten positioning matches were finished, the rank of He Feng's new account was set at platinum five, He Feng didn't shake his head, his face was regretful, it was not the same as the silver rank he was expecting, but soon, He Feng found that everyone next to him was looking at him with shocked eyes, could there be any misunderstanding here?

Whether there was a misunderstanding or not, Hua Fei didn't know, but He Feng was too pretending. Ten consecutive wins in the positioning match, positioned in the platinum five, this is really too exaggerated. What's even more exaggerated is that He Feng is not satisfied, so what rank does he want to position in order to be satisfied? You are a novice, and you go directly to platinum, which is really exaggerated.

"Uncle Feng, you shouldn't have figured out the rank of your face, right? From low to high, they are: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Master and King. Uncle Feng, you skipped silver and gold, and went directly to platinum, which is naturally much more powerful than silver. I finally know why Mary is so powerful, it turns out that it is genetic!"

Hua Fei exclaimed, the game thing, it seems that talent is really important. Even an uncle like He Feng can be so powerful, so it seems that Mary can be so strong, it seems that there is nothing strange.

"Haha! I see! Xiaoli, of course, she inherited my game talent, and she must be strong. I can't wait to rush to the master, Xiaoli, you wait for me, I will rush to the master soon and double row with you. Our father and daughter join forces, the world is invincible! rush! rush! rush!"

He Feng, who was affirmed, was extremely excited, a middle-aged man in his forties, who was like a teenager who was addicted to the Internet, finally found the fun of masturbating and masturbating, and had completely sunk into it. One round has just ended, and I can't wait to start the next one.

Huo Wenyao took advantage of this and quietly stepped aside, for fear that someone would mention the matter of asking him to drink toilet water.

Made, another fool fell off this big pit! It's so unscientific, He Feng's dead fat man, his game genes are really so powerful?

Huo Wenyao watched He Feng start killing in all directions again, and Mary's side caused Hua Fei and Mei Anlian to exclaim again and again, but the protagonists here in Wanling Studio today have become the father and daughter. No, it stands to reason that shouldn't be me Huo Wenyao the protagonist today?

"Yawn......! Huh, Huo Shao, when are you here? Long time no see!"

"Ahh

Just when Huo Wenyao was depressed, he saw that he was wearing pajamas, and the sleepiness on his face had not yet woken up, so he immediately ran over excitedly and immediately asked Gong Ji to report the results of his hard work day and night in the past month.