The weather in Monaco is relatively hot, but at this moment, in the Starbucks coffee shop by the sea, the 4K group seems to have fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cellar, not only them, but everyone feels a chill rising from the depths of their hearts, which is a chill brought by fear.

The group of people led by the blonde man hung a team logo like "K17", and then fought with the 4K gun in Bloodstrike with the IDs of 1, 2, 3, and 4 respectively.

4K is not a super-first-class team, and it cannot be compared with kings like CHN and SK, but in Europe, 4K is an absolute old powerhouse.

It's not that no one has beaten them, but to bloodied them like K17, no team or anyone present can do it.

The game played for 20 minutes, and the 4K who was a bandit didn't score a single point, and everyone had a negative record, and the best DaY, Farg, had a 4:33 record, and the rest of the people had a miserable record.

On the other hand, on the K17 side, the blonde man's record is actually 55:1, and the others are comparable.

This is the first time that Luo Danlun has seen a master with such terrifying marksmanship in addition to Lu Fei.

Especially "K171", it represents this blonde man, his marksmanship cannot be described in any words, even the well-informed Lordaeron can't distinguish his characteristics, because the blonde man has used the characteristic marksmanship of at least twelve masters in the world in so many rounds of guns, HeatoN's splashing style, Potti's scattering style, Vesslan's sharp, Chu Jian's assassination, Lu Fei's sand eagle one-shot headshot, SpaN's hotness, Kim's dexterity and femininity, and thunderous vertical and horizontal shut......

Fortunately, these are not integrated, in fact, no one can integrate them into one, but a person can use so many marksmanship, Lordaeron knows one thing very well, if you change yourself to practice imitation, let alone imitate to the extent that he is nine points true, even if it is five points, it is impossible to do without two or three years, how big is the gap between himself and this blonde man, this is an account that cannot be calculated clearly.

Because this is still a 4V4 non-game map, I can't see the consciousness and the big picture, if the real knife is played, then ...... Lordaeron didn't dare to think about it.

The onlookers were all secretly sweating, and DaY and the others on the field were already stupid.

"Who the hell are you?" DaY couldn't help but stand up and asked.

The blonde man smiled, "Remember my name, please call me Mr. No. 1." ”

After speaking, he took the lead out of the door and walked away, DaY and the others looked confused, "K17" and "Mr. No. 1", and they had never heard of this person in the world.

The female player tilted her head: "Sir, do you still want to invite me to dinner?" ”

DaY panicked, not knowing what to say.

"I don't think you have that honor." The female player chuckled and turned away, leaving a large group of players here to be silly.

The training camp was over quickly, and Lordaeron had not slept well for the past few days, and he was very impressed by the episode that took place in Monaco, and he believed that the players from other clubs, the players with a little bit of knowledge, had the same doubts as him.

Who is this K17 is sacred, has never appeared in this circle, and the identity of Mr. 1 is even more confusing.

He carefully recalled the game between K17 and 4K, and he could clearly remember every detail, and he only felt that the world was so big that there were no surprises......

The plane landed at Munich Airport, and after getting on the bus home, Lordaeron was silent on the bus.

Roman patted him on the shoulder, "Killer, what are you thinking?" ”

Lordenren said, "Roman, what do you think of that K17?" ”

Roman said: "I don't see anything, I admit that they are good, but it is Bloodstrike, and it is 4V4, that Mr. 1 marksmanship is very good, if it weren't for the carelessness of the 4K people, he wouldn't have lost." ”

Lordanren said, "Really? I don't think so. ”

"And what do you think?"

"If we play against them, how sure do you think we can win?" ”

Roman smiled: "Just the four of them? ”

Lordaeron didn't answer his question, and asked rhetorically, "That Mr. No. 1, if you compare him with Lu, who do you think is stronger?" ”

Roman patted him on the shoulder again, "Hehe, you're thinking too much. ”

During the conversation, the bus stopped at the ESU headquarters building, and as soon as the Mouz team got off the bus, the club manager greeted them: "You're all back, are you having fun?" ”

Roman laughs, "Of course, very pleasant. ”

The manager said: "There are a few guests waiting for you in the training hall. ”

"Guest?" Roman was curious, and he was not surprised when he said that it was a guest, but the guest was waiting in the training hall, which could not help but surprise him.

It is important to know that the training hall of the ESU headquarters building is not open to tourists, so be careful not to expose the usual training tactics of each team.

"What guest?" Lordaeron stepped up and asked.

The manager said: "It was arranged by the high-level boss to visit, saying that he came to study with us, and since he was arranged to wait in the training hall, he must have been a player." ”

The group quickly walked into the elevator and came to the training hall.

As soon as Lordaeron stepped into the glass door of the hall, he froze.

On the sofa in the hall, the person sitting was none other than Mr. 1 and his group of four people who had met in Monaco.

"You ......" Lordaeron was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this group of people to return to Munich before him.

The blonde man still didn't take off his sunglasses, walked up and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, please allow me to introduce myself, I am the captain of the K17 team, you can call me No. 1." ”

Roman was stunned, this guy spoke German fluently.

"You're in the training camp that just ended, right?" Roman asked.

The blonde man nodded and said, "Yes, I just participated, and now I'm here." ”

Roman suddenly sensed something in this man's words, as if with a sense of hostility, and he couldn't help but say, "What are you doing here?" ”

The blonde man said word for word: "We're here to defeat you!" ”

With a "buzz", everyone's minds almost short-circuited, if it weren't for the fierceness of this group of people in Monaco, they would have to be treated as insane at this moment.

This blonde man has a kind of domineering spirit between his hands and words, not Lu Fei's kingly demeanor, but a kind of domineering and arrogant, which does not give you any room for negotiation.

Roman stared at him for half a minute, and finally said, "When?" ”

The blonde man nodded: "Right now, the sooner the better!" ”

Lordaeron had already tossed his backpack on his chair and was ready to dig into his gear, eager to fight such a master.

Roman breathed a sigh of composure: "Or the four of you?" ”

The blonde man didn't speak this time, but the female player spoke through the mouth of the interpreter: "This is for your sake, if we win in 4V5, this matter will not be known to the outside world, and it will not damage Mouz's reputation, please rest assured." ”

When these words were spoken, Mouz's contestants were angry for no reason, and this group of people was simply too blind.

Seeing Roman's hesitant expression, the blonde man said, "Believe me, since I can make 4K into that pig's head, I'm not a person who doesn't believe in his word." ”

Roman nodded, he understood the meaning of this, which meant that people who have practiced such a high level of marksmanship are people who have a certain realm, and they are definitely a person without quality, in other words, people without quality cannot become such a master.

"I believe in you." Roman said with a blank face.

"Thank you." The blonde man suddenly became humble, "Learn from you." ”

The two groups sat down in front of the machine and started debugging, the map was Desert II, the server was refreshed, and the game began.

Half an hour later, the training hall was silent, and everyone, including the translators and staff, stood like puppets, dumbfounded.

Roman sat in his chair in a daze with an unpredictable expression - K17 was a police officer and ended the first half with a score of 14:1.

The referee motioned to the captains of both sides to prepare for the second half.

"No, we'll throw in the towel." Roman still has some sense, he knows that if he continues to fight, he will slap himself in the face, this K17 is so strong that he can't imagine it, even CHN can't give him such a terrifying feeling.

"Is this the realm of legends?" Lordaeron is also stupid, and his record is displayed on the screen: 6 to 15, which objectively illustrates one thing from a side perspective, Mouz is indeed stronger than 4K, but compared to the K17 in front of him, the distance is 108,000 miles.

"Thank you for your willingness to play a friendly match with us, we are leaving." The blonde man walked away, he was much more polite this time, after all, Mouz is not as unfriendly as 4K.

"Wait!" Lordaeron rushed forward.

"I told it, my name is NO.1!" The blonde man didn't look back.

Luo Danlun said: "No, I want to ask a question, what is the meaning of the K17 team logo. ”

"Ask for your ID, goodbye!" A group of people walked out of the glass door.

"Ask me for my ID?" Lordaeron was stunned and thought about the blonde man's words, he suddenly found that he was named Killer, that is, the meaning of killer, so is K17 the meaning of "Kill17", does it mean that they want to destroy 17 teams?

"Which 17 sticks?" Lordaeron muttered to himself.

"I just hope we're OK if we don't have a second team," Roman said. ”

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