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After entering the door, Mo Ying's big smart eyes looked east and west, and the simple scene came into view, and she asked Wang Yue: "Is this the headquarters of the Gun Imperial Firmament, or your home?" ”

"Both." Wang Yue replied.

"This house is crowded for at most two people, you five people live in it, and you still use it as the headquarters of the gun to control the sky, have you ever thought about the feeling of the house?" Mo Ying complained for the house.

"It'll understand." Mo Ying asked wittily, and Wang Yuedi's answer was quite interesting.

"Where did the beauty come from, let me introduce it." The door of the equipment room opened, Zhang Zhikuai's head poked out, glanced at Mo Ying's slender figure and delicate face, and said.

"Mo Ying, the friend I met in the Yunding Shopping Building electronic competition." After introducing Mo Ying to Zhang's Kuai, he introduced Zhang's Kuai to Mo Ying, "He is Zhang's Kuai." ”

"Poof, how can there be such a strange name, is your brother's name Zhang slow?" Mo Ying laughed and trembled.

"How do you know?" Zhang was quick and his eyes were round, and he didn't understand the authentic words.

Mo Ying laughed even harder, and casually said that your brother is not called Zhang Gao, which made Zhang Kuai suspect that Mo Ying had some kind of relationship with his family, otherwise why would he be so familiar with the people in his family.

"You guys are too calculating, how much is a computer desk, and you actually use a computer desk that you have made yourself." Mo Ying commented on the rough computer desk.

During that time, Wang Yue and their meals became a problem, there was no way not to be careful in budgeting, and now they have the money to change the computer desk, but they didn't do that, anyway, the computer desk can be used, but it is rough and unsightly, and the few money should be used on the blade.

"With all due respect to Mo Liangchen, this house is really unsightly, but on my Mo Liangchen's territory, I, Mo Liangchen, have a hundred ways to get you out of this environment." Mo Ying is smiling and groaning, and has a funny personality.

Zhang Liangchen didn't believe it. Zhang pouted quickly.

Song Liangchen was also skeptical. Song Nuan said.

Wang Yue smiled faintly, and didn't take his words to heart, which made Mo Ying pout unhappily and said, "Since you don't believe it, the investment has to be spent elsewhere." ”

Wang Yue's eyes instantly lit up with black light.

"This is your club, huh?" Looking at the club in front of him, Wang Yue asked Mo Ying.

"Now believe I'm not lying to you, right?" Mo Ying snorted.

Before, Mo Ying said that there was a way to get Wang Yue and them out of the current living environment, Wang Yue didn't take it to heart, after all, he was joking at the time, it was Mo Liangchen, Zhang Liangchen, and Song Liangchen, but Mo Ying suddenly said seriously, her father was willing to invest in the Gun Royal Sky Club, and then, Mo Ying took Wang Yue to the door of this house called "Front Club".

"Is your dad really willing to invest in our guns?" The pie that fell from the world made Wang Yue suspicious for a while.

"It's my dad who asked me to find you, you said that he is willing to invest in your gun to the sky, but with my understanding of my dad, he only has the willingness to invest now, not that he has decided to invest, and the final result depends on how you talk to my dad." Mo Ying gave Wang Yue an encouraging look.

"I'll cherish the opportunity." Although he was not prepared, Wang Yue would do his best to persuade Mo Ying's father to invest.

"Let's go, my dad is waiting for us." Mo Ying and Wang Yue walked into the front club.

The area of the Front Club is very wide, more than double that of the Assault Club, and it is very stylishly decorated and has a very e-sports taste, so Wang Yue believes that Mo Ying's father has the ability to invest in the sky.

It's just that there aren't a lot of figures......

It may be that the front club also takes the boutique route, and does not pay attention to the number of members, but to the quality of members.

"Why are there so few people...... Mo Ying muttered in a low voice, obviously, there are not many members of the Front Club.

Mo Ying, who felt that something was going on, went to ask the front desk lady in charge of reception: "Sister Yang, where have all the people gone?" ”

"I went to the e-sports exchange room to watch the game." The front desk lady said.

"Whose game is it watching?" Mo Ying asked.

"Our club is playing against the Purple Radius Club." The front desk lady said.

"Let's go." Mo Ying pulled Wang Yue to the e-sports exchange room, her face was a little anxious.

In the e-sports exchange room, Wang Yue saw the members of the front club, there were a lot of them, their eyes were focused on the middle of the exchange room, where there were two people crossing the line of fire in the game, behind the two of them, there was a man sitting respectively, one of the men, the appearance was a little similar to Mo Ying, Wang Yue guessed that he should be Mo Ying's father.

Because there were too many people, Wang Yue and Mo Ying couldn't squeeze in, so they could only watch from the periphery.

Mo Ying was watching, Wang Yue was not watching, he took this opportunity to sort out this draft in his heart, and later persuaded Mo Ying's father to invest in the gun to control the sky.

Mo Ying shook Wang Yue's arm, interrupted Wang Yue, who was silently sorting out this draft, and said a little anxiously: "Wang Yue, the woman in the south is from the Ziluo Club, and the character she uses is the Spirit Fox, and the man in the north is from our front club, and the character he uses is the blade, you predict, who of the two of them can win?" ”

"There's no way to predict." Wang Yue said directly that no one can predict the outcome of a game until the end of the game, and the charm of CrossFire is that you never know the outcome until the last moment.

"Who do you think has the upper hand?" Mo Ying asked in a different way.

This can be seen, Wang Yue did not answer immediately, looked at it carefully for two minutes, and replied to Mo Ying: "The Spirit Fox has the upper hand." ”

"But the spirit fox's record is obviously not as good as the blade." The person controlling the blade was a member of the Front Club, and of course Mo Ying was on the side of the members of his own club.

"Controlling the fighting rhythm of the person with the blade is obviously not as good as controlling the fighting rhythm of the girl who controls the spirit fox, how important the battle rhythm is, I believe you also know, it is as important as the mentality." Wang Yue did not say that the members of the front club had the upper hand in order to curry favor with Mo Ying, and told the truth.

"Is it possible for the person who controls the blade to adjust the rhythm of the battle?" Mo Ying asked eagerly.

"It's difficult, he only has three rounds to adjust, and after three rounds, he still can't adjust the rhythm of the fight, he only has one way to lose." Wang Yue said.

The race that was carried out was a transport ship.

Mo Ying counted the rounds.

In the first round, Blade kills the Spirit Fox.

In the second round, Blade kills the Spirit Fox.

Mo Ying was overjoyed, Wang Yue said that in the three rounds, Blade had already won two rounds, which meant that Blade's battle rhythm had been adjusted.

However, in the third round, the Spirit Fox kills Blade.

Mo Ying said in her heart that it was okay, the blade killed the spirit fox twice, and the spirit fox only killed the blade once, and the blade side was powerful, but ......