"Does today's game have anything to do with your gods? What are you here to do? "The moment we met in the lobby of the Renhuang Company the next day, there was still a strong smell between the gods, especially Lao Fan, who saw that the people of the gods team almost frowned.

"Who said it had nothing to do with us? The Berserker is a sub-team of our gods, so it doesn't matter where it is. Qiu Hao looked at each other with a smile, with a fox-like smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel that there was an ominous omen.

"What?" Lao Fan seemed to have heard what an incredible thing to say, and when the general boy with his head like that of the Berserker Clan, and the members of the Gods Clan, almost the whole person exploded to the extreme.

"Very well, you are very courageous, if you don't say it, maybe you can make your loss a little better today. But right now, I won't give you that chance. After Lao Fan finished speaking, there was a vicious look in his eyes.

Lin Zhao turned a blind eye, turned around and said something to Li Zirui.

Li Zirui nodded again and again and said yes.

Then everyone entered the building together, but separated by two elevators.

"Will Lao Fan want to mess with us again?" Qin Yi was a little worried about Lao Fan, afraid that he would make small moves behind his back.

"The team was not allowed to participate in the third-place tryouts because they were eliminated from the repechage and were not qualified to enter the tryouts. But helplessly, there were too many fans of the online team, and they jointly petitioned, and the high-level of the emperor gave them this opportunity. However, Lao Fan didn't seem to realize that this was the name of the former team that brought players a lot of memories, and players didn't want to see it just decline, so they chose to come forward to help. "Everyone knows why they can participate in this competition.

This is the result of many old players of the emperor jointly petitioning the emperor company, so that the emperor will give another chance.

In view of the fact that the company's senior management wanted to give everyone an expectation, they made an exception to let the participants.

Lao Fan still thought that they were still there, and he didn't seem to be able to do anything else except engage in some small means to smear himself on the Internet.

"Regardless of him, this time it is also a live broadcast, Lao Fan can't make a ghost, but he is just relying on a scholar. Basically, there was not much of a problem in leaving the Assassins in the hands of the Assassins. The key point of today's game is Tuoba Zhan, as long as Tuoba Zhan and Li Zirui can drag the scholar and the team's autumn breeze, there is still hope of winning this game. Lin Zhao quickly analyzed the situation, as long as he dragged the scholar, the game was basically stable.

There is no need to be afraid of anything else, no matter how strong the magician is, he is afraid of warriors and assassins who can get close, and Mo Wusheng is a clever person, so Lin Zhao is not worried about this at all.

"Well, Li Zirui, they should know it in their hearts." It will be difficult to fight, but as long as you drag the scholar and then let Mo Silent cut off some of the enemy's heroes, there will be no problem at all.

"Let's see." Qiu Hao sighed, after all, what is the specific, it is still necessary to wait for the actual results to come out.

There is also Team S who came to watch the battle with the Gods Sentai team, and there seems to be nothing wrong with the first and second places to witness the birth of the third place.

As soon as Chu Hanyue saw Lin Zhao, she greeted him as if she had seen a relative, which made Lin Zhao feel flattered and retreated, "What are you doing?" Lin Zhao felt that Chu Hanyue's action was too weird.

"Brother, if you don't help me this time, I'll really die." Chu Hanyue opened her mouth with a sad and indignant face.

Hearing Lin Zhao's confusion, "You can't tell me what to help?" "Come up and force each other to die, what is this that makes Chu Hanyue anxious.

Hearing Lin Zhao's question, Chu Hanyue raised her eyes, and her vicious eyes swept towards Mu Tong of the team, Mu Tong was also paying attention to Lin Zhao, and when she faced Chu Hanyue who was standing next to Lin Zhao, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer of disdain. Then move on to what to do and what to do.

"This girl is so annoying!" Chu Hanyue looked at Mu Tong's contemptuous eyes, and jumped to her feet angrily.

Then he hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his bag and put it in front of Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao couldn't open it with a smile, and there were a few big characters written on the door.

"Encirclement and suppression plan." Read these four words out loud, and then look at the whole plan below.

Only then did I understand why Chu Hanyue was like this.

"According to the overall strength of your S-team, there are not many problems in killing a scholar, right?" Lin Zhao couldn't open his mouth when he cried and laughed, do you still need to ask yourself for help? It's ridiculous too.

"This kid killed all the teammates in my team in batches, except for me, who have basically been demoted to the king level! Even if we form a group, we can't beat him. Besides, he still has a team behind him. Chu Hanyue's words made Lin Zhao's eyes narrow.

This behavior is a bit excessive, and it is clearly a deliberate revenge.

Fortunately, neither he nor the members of the Berserker team have played the game during this time, otherwise the consequences would have been a little unimaginable.

I didn't expect this team to really do such a thing, Lin Zhao nodded with a somewhat solemn face.

"I'll help you with this, after all, some people can't be indulged forever." What is the experience of such a royal player?

"Lao Lin, you don't know, over the years, you have done too many dirty things, and when Qiu Hao and Qin Yi were there before, Lao Fan still restrained himself. It's because the two of them are always unwilling to go along with Lao Fan, so Lao Fan has long wanted to find an opportunity to kick them out. Now it's the same smell as this Mu Tong. It's the global league in a few months, and they're planning to play our S team to death, and they can't just take a break for three months without playing, so it's not unfamiliar? "It's better to come every day for this kind of thing.

The Berserkers haven't been training for the past few days, and it's not too good for them.

But compared to falling out of the ranks and not being able to participate in the competition, it doesn't matter if you're a little rusty.

"When this competition is over, you cooperate with me, if others can't clean it up, I'll come." After Lin Zhao finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at the people who were on the field. The moment his eyes met Li Zirui, Li Zirui grinned at Lin Zhao, full of brilliant appearance.

"Don't be too happy, you two came here today to send us to the third." Ren Changkong glanced at Li Zirui and sneered.

"If you don't listen, don't listen, the king recites the scriptures." Mo Wusheng made a grimace directly at Ren Changkong, and by the way, he sneered, Ren Changkong's head was full of black lines, and he glared at Mo Wusheng with an annoyed face.

Mo Wusheng looked at Ren Changkong with innocent eyes, and his eyes were full of what you were looking at me like this.