"Ness!"

Song Qianyi in the editorial department couldn't help but clench her fists, in fact, she hadn't played games for a long time since she graduated and joined the work, she didn't have that kung fu, she washed and slept every day when she went back, but now, she felt the blood she hadn't seen for a long time again.

"Thank you, Yan Shuangying!"

She thought to herself.

Toot toot toot

Woohoo

Lin Feng is so domineering, how could Xiao Ya and other teammates pull their hips?

After Xiaoya was helped up, he hit a medical kit and returned blood to 75, he originally wanted to fill his blood volume slowly, he was a little obsessive-compulsive, and 75 blood is indeed unsafe, it is easy to be shot in seconds, but seeing Lin Feng pressed it alone, where is there still extra time to give himself blood.

"Rush!"

"!"

"Kill!"

"Show!"

Several teammates killed them like hungry tigers, all of them murderous.

A wave of 4 to 3, under the elimination of one and the other, the team destroys the other party, and takes away in a wave.

A group of people in the entire live broadcast room swiped 66666, and all kinds of small gifts rose into the air.

There is no one left, and it can be imagined that the Tenjin Club can play so easily, and the front and back eight points are in hand, which can be called a dream start.

In the end, there were only four people left in the entire finals and a remnant team, and a wave of sweeps easily took away the chicken.

"Ness!"

The teammates slapped each other, everyone had a smile on their faces, and they were relieved, they thought they were going to be beaten up, but who knew that they would eat chicken.

"Brother Feng is still amazing. When it comes to the official league, it is still like a fish in water. ”

"That's right, there were still people who looked at Brother Feng before, thinking that Brother Feng was bound to be abused, so that's it??"

Xiao Ya and the others all looked at Lin Feng with a smile, still expressionless and calm as usual, they all admired it, this is a training match of the official league, the intensity is still very high, everyone is very nervous, but Brother Feng is as if he is eating and drinking without waves, as if winning is a very normal operation.

Lin Feng sighed, feeling cold in his heart, how could he feel that the level of the official league was not very good. Or is it that the teams that came here are not strong.

He glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and a group of people swiped 666.

"Brothers, it's not that I'm strong, it's that the opponent is too weak."

"Damn, pretending to be forced again?"

"Can the anchor stop filling the cup."

"If you fill the cup like this again, I tell you, I'm going to give a gift!"

The audience laughed, this Yan Shuangying is simply the king of e-sports, how to say it is a forced sentence.

Lin Feng didn't say a word, but when he said it, he asked a group of people to give him gifts.

And at the same time.

The barrage in the OMB big head live broadcast room exploded.

"Laughing to death, the reverse version of the M4 is taken away in a wave, which is completely the same as beating a child."

"I used to pretend that the preseason team was not strong, but now I want to interview the anchor in what mood?"

The big head looked at a lot of cold words in the live broadcast room, although he said that his room management was very powerful, he had gone crazy, and he kept banning words, but obviously, this method did not have much effect, he took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Brothers, I'm not a person who likes to make excuses, just that, this Yan Shuangying did play very well, there is a big problem with the strength of the other party based on the official league, but I was just careless just now. Otherwise, I would never have been given a second by an M4. ”

OMB's coach knocked on the glass door and motioned for the big head to come over.

"Brothers, I'll go to the toilet."

He immediately got up and went over.

"What's going on, how did you get destroyed by this Celestial Club? It doesn't matter if the gods eat chicken or not, but you can't be wiped out by them, and I just know that you matched it when you were in the passerby bureau before? ”

The coach's expression is not very good-looking, this training match was initiated by him, I thought that calling the gods over was to use the sandbag to find a feel, but now this sandbag actually beat people, how can he sit still?

"Yes, it's also for this reason that I wanted to invite them over at the training match, hoping to take revenge, but I didn't expect that this god has a bit of strength, and I was careless, I'm sorry, coach."

The big head decisively admitted his mistake.

The coach waved his hand: "E-sports is not sorry, fortunately, this is just a training match, and there is another one, no matter what, the next game must be serious for me, don't be careless, get your face back, do you know?" ”

"Yes!"

The coach waved his hand to signal that he could go back, apparently he also thought that the big heads might be careless, so the boat capsized in the gutter.

The big head who returned to his seat took a deep breath, and the teammates on the side knew what was going on without asking, and they all looked solemn, which made them more serious.

Second, the training match began quickly.

"Where does this fly away?"

The teammate asked.

"Airfield!!"

The big head didn't hesitate at all, why, thinking that he had been taught a lesson at the airport the last time, and then this one didn't dare to fly?

On the contrary, he just wants to fly here, face the place where he died before, and get up where he falls, if this is not the airport, doesn't it mean that he is afraid?

"This time, I won't be careless!"

The big head took a deep breath and was extremely serious. It's like playing a tiebreaker of a match.

Lin Feng is indeed at the airport, such a good route.

"There's a lot of people at this airport."

The teammates helped Lin Feng, who was taking the guaranteed money, up.

Lin Feng looked for a medicine bag to inject blood on himself, and then began to search for supplies.

I'm super sweet: Can the anchor play AKM, please.

It's ugly if you don't have money: yes, anchor, I want to see it too, if you can kill 10 if you are AKM, I'll brush you 20 super dolls

I should be the king of salted fish: I'll wipe it, are you sure you have no money and are you ugly upstairs? Am I not even qualified to be poor now?

Lin Feng glanced at the live broadcast room, and someone actually wanted to brush 20 super dolls, and his eyes suddenly lit up, this is a gift of tens of thousands.

Today's two training matches, 150,000 is not a big problem.

He looked at the barrage, and thousands of blood letters begged him to play AKM, because many of them came because of the kill video of the little white box, and they all wanted to see for themselves if Lin Feng's AKM could have such power in this official league.

"Okay, who told me to love my fans the most."

Lin Feng said seriously.

Originally, he was still racking his brains just now, thinking about how to mix this handful and how to send it.

But looking at the strength of the opponent, Lin Feng estimates that the difficulty coefficient will be very large, rather than that, it is better to meet the wishes of the local tyrants in the live broadcast room, after all, the money of the local tyrants is also fragrant.

"And now I, but I have fans, I still have to pay attention to my image."

Lin Feng muttered in his heart.