There is often nothing more chilling than this, not the mediocrity of the captain, but more of the incomprehension of teammates.

For the first time, Compression felt that the lights of his entire world were dimmed, and Wu Liang's indifferent and sarcastic eyes were like a sharp dagger, more like a powerful pistol, constantly piercing his body.

Bang!

As the compressed hand was raised, the player's own keyboard smashed on the ground, and the keys fell out one by one, as if compressing the broken heart.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Liang impatiently stopped the operation in his hand, spoke viciously, and looked at the compression coldly.

In his memory, compression has always been timid and afraid of things, and he has never dared to say a word loudly in front of him, and now this attitude is even more unprecedented, which can't help but make Wu Liang want to be angry.

"Nothing."

Compression shook his head with a flat face, and the emotions in his originally panicked eyes became calm.

"If you don't do anything, pick up the keyboard for Lao Tzu, dog."

Sentence after sentence of swear words came out of Wu Liang's mouth.

For him, this style of compression is a great disrespect, in his world, everyone should obey him, and no one who is stronger than him or better than him should not exist.

The harder he scolded, the worse his compressed face became.

...

"What happened to Wu Liang's team? What's going on? Field control? ”

The host covered his mouth in surprise, he was already flustered to the point of being at a loss, and all the audience also held their breath for a moment, stood up from their seats, and stared intently at the big screen.

This situation is simply unprecedented.

On the huge screen, the entire game stopped, and all the members of Wu Liang's team stood still and did not move, and even their top laner erupted into a strong rage, smashing the keyboard in anger and standing up.

JBD's Fang Lang and his party also stopped what they were doing, and looked at the opposite player's seat in surprise, not to mention the audience, even they were experiencing this kind of thing for the first time.

I really can't figure out what's going on on the other side.

Countless field controllers followed the host's exclamation, squeezed in and stepped on, surrounded Wu Liang and the group, and the leaders took the lead in asking what happened.

It's really amazing.

No one doesn't want to be able to shine in the game, or even reach the pinnacle of life, but this is the first time that someone is not uncommon with these things, looking at the posture in front of them, it seems that they want to fight.

"Get out of here!"

compressed a roar, pushed away several people in front of him, and strode into Wu Liang's eyes.

The audience couldn't hear the contestants, and they could only watch from afar what was happening on the screen, including compressing the face that was almost distorted by rage.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know, it's okay to quarrel."

"So what else do you have to think about? It's definitely because they can't beat the other side, and several people blame each other. ”

There are veterans in the audience who naturally analyze the situation, and basically the situation is clear at a glance, and there is no need to ask and say more.

...

"Boss..."

Xiao Yu'er and his party also looked at Fang Lang a little confused, and their eyes were also attracted by Wu Liang and his party, and they involuntarily stopped the game in their hands.

At this juncture, everyone knows that there is a quarrel on the other side, and even if they push down the opposite base now, it will be a victory, and it can be said that it is worthless.

With a pause on the other side, they also had to stop and watch the 'show'.

"Let's see."

Fang Lang shook his head with a flat face, motioning for everyone to continue watching.

From the very beginning of the game, he could feel Wu Liang's impetuousness and arrogance, and according to this character, if he really quarreled with his teammates, it would not be a big deal.

The only thing that could surprise Fang Lang was that they would choose this kind of time to quarrel, not to mention that looking at the appearance of the single compression on the other side also knew that he was a docile person, and being able to fight back was what impressed Fang Lang the most.

...

"Let me tell you, Wu Liang, I have no shame about this team!"

Compression almost shouted out with gnashing teeth, he was trying to control his emotions, his fists clenched tightly, almost as if he wanted to make a move at Wu Liang at the slightest mistake.

He has been in this team for more than a day or two, except for his unlimited patience with Wu Liang's arrogance, but now he wants to withdraw from the team for no reason.

He was not reconciled!

He obviously gave so much!

Is it embarrassing to not be able to beat Fang Lang? Fang Lang, as a former professional player, is not comparable to ordinary people in many aspects, and he was sentenced to death just because of this competition?

What about the past?

In the past, he put in so much hard training, although he couldn't be the best player in the team, how could he get to the point of being abandoned?

"Lao Tzu in the team has the final say."

Maybe the compressed eyes were too amazing, Wu Liang couldn't help but take a step back, but when he thought of so many brothers around him looking at him, he still puffed up his chest and protected his face, and his tone was still vicious.

He is accustomed to the compressed nest of the past, and suddenly changed, and his heart is also up and down, in the final analysis, it is just evil and fearful.

"You have the final say? Did you build the team alone? Let me tell you, it's not you who taught me to roll today, it's that Lao Tzu quit, he doesn't have Fang Lang's skills, and he still wants to spoil the boss in the team, what kind of thing are you. ”

The compressed face slowly changed from anger to calmness, he used to treat Wu Liang as his idol, but at this moment, his eyes were only contempt.

"It's a game! Can't you talk about it when you're done? ”

The field control looked anxious, looking back and forth at Compression and Wu Liang's body.

God knows how dizzy he is, in a game where tens of thousands of people are staring, the players will actually quarrel and even stop the game, which is unbelievable and unprecedented.

"Finished? You don't need to finish the fight..."

Compression raised a wry smile.

No one has more feelings for this team than him, but success is also Wu Liang, defeat is also Wu Liang, he finally saw the right and wrong in this today.

The keyboard had just been broken, leaving only the mouse that had been with him for many years, compressing and pulling out the mouse from the computer, and finally taking a deep look at his former teammates.

There is guilt, retention, and ridicule in the eyes of many, but no one speaks out.

Compression shook his head and didn't look back at the seat of the event.