Looking at Wang Tengyi, who entered the state very quickly, Wan Zhige was speechless for a while, big brother... You're really here to play games!

However, for a team like MVP3, Wan Zhige has nothing to do, anyway, they are also being beaten, no matter what they came for, anyway, Wang Tengyi and they can't beat them at all.

Thinking of this, Wan Zhige also relaxed, but his eyes were still staring at Wang Tengyi, but Wang Tengyi... It seems that he is addicted to the game and can't extricate himself.

Okay, just let them come over to rub the net, and rob the Internet before leaving.

As a result, the dirty idea in Wan Zhige's heart has taken root in Wan Zhige's heart since then, and the idea of blackmailing a sum has been rooted in his mind and lingers.

"A man blackmails ... Ahh One person has to pay 5 yuan for the Internet, and these five people can buy a bowl of snail noodles after a while. Wan Zhige's heart seemed to be poured with honey, and he said beautifully, and at the same time, he also had greater hope for blackmail.

At this time, Zhou Zeyi looked at a group of MVP3 players who were playing games, and also walked over quietly, and then wrapped his hands around Wan Zhige's neck and sighed at Wan Zhige's ears.

Wan Zhige was excited, and when he wanted to stand up to see who it was, Zhou Zeyi forcibly pressed Wan Zhige down and looked at Wan Zhige with terrible eyes.

Seeing this devilish look, Wan Zhige smiled awkwardly, and then An An sat down separately.

At this time, Zhou Zeyi's hand also dishonestly reached into Wan Zhige's clothes.

Wan Zhige's eyes widened and he was about to resist, but when he saw Zhou Zeyi's terrible eyes, Wan Zhige immediately softened, sat down obediently, and let Zhou Zeyi rub him wantonly.

Of course, Wan Zhige felt tormented, but not necessarily for others.

Looking at the intimate interaction between Zhou Zeyi and Wan Zhige, Murong Ming swallowed his saliva.

"Oh my God! Please give me a dozen of these torments! Murong Ming clasped his hands together and prayed.

However, the occasional part-time God's three slaves can tell you very responsibly that a supporting role like Murong Ming is impossible to have such a lucky thing, unless... Murong Ming snatched the protagonist's aura.

But... It is impossible for Murong Ming to snatch the halo, and it is impossible to snatch the halo in this life. The game can't be played well, and there is no money at home, so the protagonist's halo can't be grabbed at all!

At this time, Wang Tengyi and others still didn't notice the intimate interaction between Zhou Zeyi and Wan Zhige, and they were still playing games.

Fu Xingtong... Originally, Fu Xingtong wanted to come to Zhou Zeyi to learn Go, but... Zhou Zeyi is so "busy" now, it is estimated that it is impossible to pay attention to Fu Xingtong.

In desperation, Fu Xingtong could only take out his mobile phone by himself, and then opened an unheard of app, and when he saw that it was pitch black, he couldn't tell what this thing was for. Even the name of the app is blank, and the scalp of Ben Sannu is numb for a while.

After clicking on it, the three slaves were surprised to find out... It turns out that this thing is a Go application with an Afar dog, and looking at it like this, it is estimated that Fu Xingtong developed it himself.

Before Fu Xingtong started, he glanced at Wan Zhige and Zhou Zeyi again, and couldn't help but sigh: "The flowers with higher IQs than me are actually inserted in cow dung."

It's a pain to be idle and have nothing to do, let's focus on the game between Wang Tengyi and Lin Yi.

At this time, Lin Yi happened to fall at the airport, and Wang Tengyi also fell next to Lin Yi, but the two were still a little far away, probably separated by two houses.

At this time, Wang Tengyi began to show off his rank.

"Young man, when this game was called the Exciting Battlefield before, I put a diamond on S4 and almost got on the crown. I'll fly in a while, and you'll just be on the side and shout Yoyo Level 6. Wang Tengyi said proudly, in the game before, the origin abused them so badly, and this time he can finally abuse Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded and silently did not speak.

"Wait, I remember I was... Professional players in the terminal game. Lin Yi waited until he came behind Wang Tengyi before he remembered this stubble.

Lin Yi's eyes slowly began to become weird, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Forget it, this time I'll pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and see how that Wang Tengyi reacts when the time comes." Lin Yi's smile began to gradually become obscene, and even Wang Tengyi, who didn't hear Lin Yi's words, was numb and at a loss.

"By the way, what weapons are you good at?" Wang Tengyi asked suddenly, presumably wanting to rely on this to make a strategic plan.

Lin Yi touched his chin and began to think seriously.

"If it's a good memory, I guess it is... Saucepan. After repeated confirmation, Lin Yi nodded.

Back then, he was the most terrible assault fighter in the team (knocking on the stick, a pot in hand, I have it in the world. Even in the past 4am, there were many people who were knocked by him with a frying pan.

Wang Tengyi was speechless for a while, he meowed, this is also called good at? Are you sure, you're not kidding me?

Lin Yi seemed to want to explain to Wang Tengyi, but... Wang Tengyi didn't seem to listen.

Wan Zhige held back a laugh, when he was in the high school dormitory, he had a black affair with him for the first time, and Lin Yi was also talking about the frying pan. At first, Wan Zhige didn't believe it, until Lin Yi just landed on the ground, he took the frying pan and knocked five people directly, and Wan Zhige smacked his tongue when he saw it.

Lin Yi's luck is good, as soon as he landed, he picked up a P11911, and after seeing the pan, Lin Yi immediately threw away the pistol and picked up the pan directly, except for a second-level armor that he had just picked up, there was nothing on his body.

Looking at Lin Yi's obscene behavior, Wang Tengyi's heart jumped.

"No, even if you're the best at using a frying pan, you're not going to throw away your pistol, are you? I don't even have a gun, and no matter how good the pan is, it will be useful soon! "Although Wang Tengyi doesn't care much about Lin Yi's best weapon being a frying pan, but... Why the hell did you throw away the pistol?

Lin Yi tilted his head and thought for a while, then returned to the original place and picked up the P11911 and the bullets.

"Forget it, the pistol is not very heavy, and it probably won't affect my body. That's it, I want this thing to let down my guard, and when I knock people to death with a frying pan, you'll know what Daddy is. Lin Yi smiled evilly, and when he thought of Wang Tengyi's surprised expression at that time, Lin Yi looked forward to it.