Chapter 97: Solo National Costume First Miyamoto!

Zhao Ritian smiled slightly, took a puff of cigarette and waved his hand: "Low-key and low-key, I'm not a master, I just have a little more talent and some hard work than you."

Don't let the beauties know that I'm already the strongest king now. ”

Your sister, didn't you already say it?

Chen Mo was speechless in his heart.

Zhao Ritian raised his head, thought he was evil and said with a wild smile: "What a beauty, come with me, Brother Ritian will take you to the score!"

Guaranteed to take you from bronze to king! ”

At this time, the younger brothers around him also began to coax.

"Beauty, our brother Ritian is the first Miyamoto in the national costume!"

"Don't you students love to play Honor of Kings? Follow our brother Ritian, and promise to be the king! ”

"Not only is there a king to play, but there is also money to spend, and you can play the boss majestic!"

"The entire West Street belongs to our Brother Ritian!"

Enjoying the compliments of the younger brothers very much, Zhao Ritian put his face close to Ou Xiaoye, and said with a confused look: "Follow me, you are the hostess of West Street!! ”

"Heheda, it's just a star for the king, and this can also be shown?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ritian's face sank, and his eyes looked at the owner of the voice fiercely.

saw Chen Mo with a disdainful smile on his face, holding a glass of beer and drinking it quietly.

The smile seemed to say: "Lao Tzu just watched you quietly pretending to be forced and didn't speak." ”

"Little cub, do you know what the strongest king stands for now? Maybe you have been the king at the end of the season, but I tell you, the strongest king at the beginning of the season is ten times more gold than the king at the end of the season!! Hundredfold!! Zhao Ritian sneered.

"Oh? Is it? ”

Bang!

Chen Mo slammed the cup on the table, raised his head, his eyes were blazing, he took out the mobile phone in his hand, opened his ranking interface and put it in front of Zhao Ritian!

When Zhao Ritian and the little brothers around him saw it, they all grew their mouths and were shocked!

"I'll go! Glory to the King! ”

"Oh my God, there are only 100 glorious kings in the whole district!"

"It's one level higher than our brother Ritian!"

"This guy actually hit the King of Glory at the beginning of the season!"

"He can't be a booster or a pro, right?"

Ou Xiaoye stuck out his tongue, proudly held Chen Mo's arm and said to Zhao Ritian: "I'm sorry, Brother Ritian, it seems that I don't need you to take me to the top!" ”

His prestige was robbed by Chen Mo, and Zhao Ritian was already annoyed and angry!

Slamming the table, Zhao Ritian pointed at Chen Mo's nose and said, "I want to shala with you!" ”

"Big brother, that's called solo...... You're mispronouncing ...... again," the little brother next to him reminded in a low voice.

"Fuck your sister, I said sala is sala!" Zhao Ritian slapped his little brother five meters away.

"You say solo is solo? Then I, the king of glory, am too faceless!" Chen Mo calmly opened a bottle of beer, poured another glass and drank it, and said.

"Huh, scared? A man who is afraid of losing does not deserve such a beautiful woman!

If you're afraid, you will get rid of Lao Tzu, and your girlfriend will stay for Lao Tzu! Zhao Ritian sneered.

"It's not that I'm afraid. I just think that since it's a solo, it's too boring not to bet on anything. Chen Mo said.

"Good! If you lose, give me your girlfriend! I'll let you go if I lose! So decided! Zhao Ritian slapped the table and shouted.

"It's up to you uncle! Is this bet a dime good for me? Chen Mo said speechlessly.

"So what do you say?" Zhao Ritian said.

Chen Mo took a sip of beer, his eyes purred, a sly smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he looked up and said, "If I win, I want you to be my little brother!! ”

Groove !!

Zhao Ritian and his friends were stunned!

They never expected that this Chen Mo would actually attract Zhao Ritian's attention!

Zhao Ritian picked up the cigarette in his hand, took a hard puff and fell to the ground, spit out phlegm and said, "Little b, you are not ambitious!"

If you want to be the master of this West Street, it depends on whether you have the ability!

Come, Imperial City PK!! ”

The air was filled with the heavy smell of gunpowder.

Chen Mo and Zhao Ritian looked at each other, and there was disdain for each other in their eyes!

After adding friends to each other, the two opened a room for 1v1 battles.

"Heroes can be chosen at will, there are no restrictions, as long as you push the opponent's tower, you will choose to win, how about it?" Zhao Ritian said.

"No need, what hero do you choose, I use the same hero as you, and beat you!!" The corners of Chen Mo's mouth curled slightly.

Such an arrogant attitude directly made Zhao Ritian's mouth crooked.

"Good! Arrogant, huh? Hang me, huh? I use Miyamoto Musashi, which I do best! If you have the ability, you can use it too!

If you can win Lao Tzu's 10,000 games in the national costume No. 1 Miyamoto Musashi, what can Lao Tzu do even if he recognizes you as a big brother? ”

Zhao Ritian has his own self-confidence!

He's the kind of player who only plays one hero from start to finish!

Other heroes, he may not operate well, but Miyamoto Musashi, he dares to speak, there are few people in the country who can solo him!

The two-sided character screen.

In the selection hero interface, after thinking for a long time, Chen Mo clicked on the inscription interface and chose a set of inscriptions that he had never tried before-the Movement Speed Peerless Inscription!

The little brother who watched the game in the back was happy when he saw it.

This thing is pure stupid!

Miyamoto Musashi should bring a speed hundred wear inscriptions, because generally Miyamoto is a half-meat outfit, what kind of trouble are you going to make with the Musou inscription?

Could it be that you still have to come out with an endless one?

"Brother Ritian should be able to beat this thing."

"He doesn't even know how to match the inscriptions."

"Didn't you hit the muzzle of the gun yourself?"

"He was so loud just now, he is still a glory king, and he still thinks he is very awesome!"

As soon as they entered the game interface, all the younger brothers saw the proficiency mark in the upper right corner of Chen Mo's Miyamoto Musashi original painting, and they burst into laughter again!

"Ouch, I can't do it anymore, I'm laughing to death!"

"Nima, it's actually a tabula rasa!"

"It's so good to train this hero to be embarrassed again!"

"Just dare to talk to Brother Ritian of our national costume No. 1 Miyamoto?"

"This cliff is looking for the glory king of power training!"

Even Ou Xiaoye shook Chen Mo's arm and said in a low voice: "Brother, how can you take the whiteboard hero and solo!" Isn't this looking for death? ”

"It's okay, if you lose, I'll sell you to Brother Ritian." Chen Mo teased.

"You ......" Ou Xiaoye couldn't help but be angry.

Hmph, what about the whiteboard?

Brother's body has been strengthened by the system, and his consciousness and operation have already been greatly improved!

Brother is no longer the original Chen Mo with crippled hands!

Once the game loads, both sides start selecting preset loadouts.

When Chen Mo clicked on his store and chose the first pre-selected outfit, the younger brothers were stunned again!

Nima!

He actually really chose the first piece out of hentai!