"Come, don't rush in, scan it, pass the inspection"

I saw Brother Song sitting in front of a table with a notebook on it, and a black instrument and a camera next to it were facing them.

Yang Feng immediately raised his hands.

"What are you doing, madman" Lin Xi patted his arm angrily and motioned for him to put it down, it was like a crime.

"Hehe" Yang Feng smiled and touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

Brother Song was also amused, and waved his hand, meaning that they could go in.

Just as the two of them were about to step forward, a muffled sound came from between the two of them, and then a strange smell began to spread around.

"Yang Feng, you fart!" Lin Xi immediately glared at him, but Yang Feng also immediately quibbled.

"It's you, don't blame me"

Brother Song covered his nose and mouth, watching the two of them acting there, his eyes were about to be stinky green.

"If you don't believe it, let Brother Song smell it, whoever has a stinky ass is who farts!" Lin Xi shouted.

"Smell it, smell it, whoever is afraid of whom," replied the madman.

Looking at the two big butts that suddenly appeared in front of him, Brother Song's upright body leaned back sharply and shouted directly.

"Get out, you two let me in!"

Seeing that Brother Song seemed to be provoked, the two rushed in in a gloomy manner, and there was no shadow at once.

Stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, as if he wanted to dispel the smell, but at this time, he saw the infrared image on the notebook, and a red mist of ethereal void appeared in Yang Feng's position just now.

Suddenly angry, his teeth itched, "Yang! Maple! ”

Saturday, February 29, 2020

This is a rare day, because this year is a leap year, February 29 can only appear once every 4 years, very rare, if anyone is born today, the birthday must be very special.

But compared with No. 29, Yang Feng's promotion match next to him is really more special.

That's right, it's been four years since the glory of the king, and this kid has finally touched the most critical threshold for advancing to the king, and he is engrossed in operating the mobile phone in his hand to fight with the opponent.

Oh no, by the way, they are also "fighting" with their teammates, because they have been against the wind from the beginning to the present, and they have been pressed and beaten, and they are politely "greetings" to each other.

"Jia Luo on the other side is really disgusting, the glory of the king has changed its name to Hou Yi vs. Jia Luo," Yang Feng shouted angrily.

Lin Xi touched his forehead, quite helpless, and counted carefully.

He's said that for the 18th time."

This version of the descendants and Garo is indeed a lot of headaches.

He and Yang Feng are good brothers who have played since childhood, they both live in a community and a yard, and they have a friendship of wearing the same pants when they are young.

At this time, Yang Feng's mobile phone interface showed a dark-colored character, with two huge dragon horns on his head, and three black chaos magic balls surrounding his body, his face was extremely serious and the same as Yang Feng's current complexion.

Take a look at his track record.

0-9-7

Lin Xi's cheeks twitched, this is all played as a reverse super god, and it is really powerful.

"I don't believe it, I can still lose the 8th qualifier" Yang Feng shouted angrily, but he was very helpless in his heart, because the shooter Jia Luo who was selected on the opposite side was too perverted in this version, and he also carried a Ming Shiyin, and the damage was directly off the table, Xiao Luban on their side was crazy and killed by them from the beginning, even if Yang Feng went to help Xiao Lu Dan, in the case of Gao Luo's hand length high damage, he was already bloodbroken before he got close.

And after Jia Luo's crit equipment came up, the crit of the point person slowed down by 90%, and Yang Feng's Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood still as if he was immobilized, unable to move at all.

Yang Feng's voice shouted quite loudly, attracting some of the boys in the hall to come over and surround him one after another to see how he completed this difficult king promotion match.

At this time, they are in an e-sports hall in the town, which used to be a small Internet café, and then after the mobile game fire, the boss rented the house next to it and renovated a mobile game e-sports area.

Lin Xi and Yang Feng are the regulars inside.

"It's cool, this Garo is too perverted, lightning dagger, shadow blade, endless standing blade, dawn, plus the critical chance of the ultimate, this is simply a 100% fixation technique."

"Yes, there is no hope of a comeback on their side, and the highlands have already fallen one"

"Invincible, there is silence when you are close, Yang Feng has not sucked Jia Luo once"

"I feel that Jia Luo on the other side is obviously teasing Yang Feng and them, I can have pushed it a long time ago, I have been wavering, and I still want to fight 2 to 5"

"I also meet Garo every day now, and I'm so disgusting that I ban her"

"You see that the number of people is 35 to 17, this is a trench in front of them."

At this moment, as soon as the voices of a group of people fell, Yang Feng had been squatting obscenely in the grass on the right side of the Red Fangyi Tower, and the other party's Jia Luo didn't know that it was too inflated, so he walked straight towards his Eastern Emperor Taiyi, ready to probe the grass with his face, and even Ming Shiyin, who was holding her, was thrown far away, which made him happy for a moment, and it was difficult to wait for the hope of the whole game finally coming to the table.

You must know that this Jia Luo has already won 23 heads, almost all of the audience is her torture, and the rest of the heads are all remnants of blood picked up by teammates, and the opposite lineup, weakening Liu Bang on the road, Zhang Liang in the middle, and Arthur in the jungle. Almost all of the team's output points are on Garo alone.

Yang Feng hurriedly clicked a signal to request a gathering, which was a great opportunity, and at this time, the teammates who were spitting fragrant fragrance on each other also noticed the avatar of Jia Luo and the location of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi on the minimap, and hurriedly stopped their mouths, spraying each other, everyone still wanted to win very much.

"Come on, I'm squatting to Jialuo," Yang Feng shouted in the wheat.

At this time, his teammates, Guan Yu in the top laner, Luban No. 7 in the shooter, Zhen Ji in the middle lane, King Jiji in the jungle, oh no, monkey. They all perked up, and Zhen Ji and Guan Yu, who were still scolding, did not continue to guard the highland guard, and rushed out directly towards the position of the Eastern Emperor.

At this time, the record of their whole team can be described as how ugly and ugly it is, especially Guan Yu can be said to hate this Jia Luo so much, because this one is purification, but the slowdown of Jia Luo's ordinary attack made him run without success once in the whole game, and every glorious moment is to open the purification and slash, which is not enough for Jia Luo to tickle.

Not to mention Brother Monkey, he was directly held down by Zhang Liang when he entered the field, he had no temper at all, and he was ordered three times by Jia Luo to return to the west.

At this time, Garo still walked towards him defenselessly.