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No one can always maintain the peak state, and no one dares to guarantee that their skills will not regress in their lifetime, but even if they regress, it is impossible to regress so exaggeratedly.

Everyone's eyes on the third floor were focused on Wang Yue's pale face, no one knew what was going on, but they knew that something must have happened.

Sister Yan squinted her charming eyes, and her slender eyelashes blinked slightly.

Don't think of CF as a game, it's a competition, a competition.

Wu Feng didn't show mercy because of Wang Yue's weird state, and his Lianjing was faster every time.

In the past 5 minutes, Wu Feng's current record is 65 kills.

Everyone can see Wang Yue's miserable white face, but they can't see Wang Yue's scarred heart.

Wang Yue gritted his teeth, and with the arrogance in his bones, he persevered in Jian Zhongfeng's cold taunt, but the moment Jian Li threw himself into his arms, Wang Yue was defeated.

He didn't know how long he could hold this quiet and lovely girl.

He and her are destined to have an unbridgeable chasm.

If you want to earn 4 million in four years, the only way is to start your own business and find business opportunities, but to do that, the most basic premise is to give up CF.

Three years ago, Wang Yue let go of CF.

Three years later, Wang Yue picked up CF again because he was looking for his sister.

I have given up and picked it up, but the dream in Wang Yue's heart has never been erased, but it has been buried in the depths of Wang Yue's bones.

If Wang Yue gives up now, what he gives up is a lifelong pursuit, what he gives up is his sister, what he gives up is everything about sexy women, and what he gives up is the truth of three years ago.

Some things are easy to say, but when you actually do them, it's really hard.

When a boy confesses to a girl, he will always tell the girl romantically that he can give up everything for you.

However, there are a few who give up everything, and there are a few who let go of everything.

Now Wang Yue is in a state of extreme contradiction.

Wang Yue came to the Hero Internet Café to play CF, not to practice his skills, not to improve his ranking in the Hero Internet Café, but to vent, simply to vent.

There is no shortage of people who vent their emotions through CF, but they vent by killing others, while Wang Yue vents by being killed by others.

Die!

He's going to die!

He wants to die at the hands of the other party again and again!

After others were resurrected, they tried to fight back, but after Wang Yue was resurrected, he charged like a headless fly, in order to die.

Wu Feng's record is soaring.

Wang Yue's negative head is getting more and more.

Some people are talking about Wu Feng's continuous mirror sniper skills.

Some people are talking about Wang Yue's changes.

Some people feel more sorry for the king, and some people feel more sad for the king.

Today's game should be the most talked about game since the opening of the Hero Internet Cafe.

Wang Yue tried his best to widen his somewhat blurry eyes, looking at the CF interface on the screen, looking at his miserable record.

Tears poured out of my eyes.

Wang Yue cried.

As a man, Wang Yue cried.

Since ancient times, it has been a cowardly act for men to shed tears.

The world only knows that men have tears and do not flick, and they don't know that men have pain.

If a person is happy, the ghost will cry, and the ghost will leave this cowardly tear.

On the one hand, it is a lifelong dream and pursuit, and on the other hand, it is the girl who is the love of this life.

Wang Yue, who was sandwiched between the two, was the most heartbroken and helpless.

Jian Li didn't persecute him, and she didn't even tell him about the agreed things, what Jian Li was doing was silently supporting him.

However, it was precisely because of Jian Li's silent selfless dedication that Wang Yue's heart was full of shame.

When Wang Yue's tears fell on the keyboard, the people on the third floor were stunned, they didn't see a man crying, and even often saw it, but Wang Yue's tears revealed a heart-stopping pain, and exuded an inexplicable helplessness and vicissitudes.

Tears blurred Wang Yue's eyes.

Wang Yue's eyes widened with all his might.

Wang Yue's gaze looked at the flower sniper on the computer screen a little blurry.

He actually fought side by side with him, and the sniper rifle along the way made a shameful record of losing people's heads.

Guns have a soul.

It's supposed to be crying.

Tears swirled in his eyes, and Wang Yue tried hard not to let the second tear remain, so Wang Yue's vision became more and more blurred.

Wang Yue's eyes wrapped in tears could no longer see the CF picture on the screen clearly.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Lose.

Lose.

Maybe if you lose, you can make up your mind.

"Bad seeds!"

An extremely tempting numb voice resounded in Wang Yue's mind.

It's sexy women, sexy women in his mind.

According to scientific analysis, if the human brain is too excited and too low, it will enter a space imagined by the self.

Wang Yue is in this space.

Sexy women are still so beautiful and charming, and their inadvertent every move can provoke a man's most primitive **.

It's just that the sexy woman is standing tall and looking at him with a look of contempt.

Wang Yue wanted to stand side by side with the sexy woman, at least on a horizontal line, but no matter how hard Wang Yue tried, the sexy woman was always a head taller than him and always looked at him condescendingly.

Wang Yue roared: "I'm not a bad seed! ”

The sexy woman said flatly: "You are a bad seed!" ”

Wang Yue can indifferently accept anyone's ridicule, but he can't accept the sarcastic eyes of sexy women.

What everyone on the third floor saw was Wang Yue with his eyes closed and trembling all over, but they didn't know that Wang Yue was in a space of self-imagination at this moment.

"Who the hell are you!"

"You don't have the right to know my name!"

"Why?"

"You're a loser!"

"I'm not a bad seed!"

"Then prove it!"

"Good! You wait! ”

The next moment, Wang Yue suddenly opened his eyes.

In Wang Yue's eyes, there is no decadence just now, but there is no original simple calmness, there is a kind of fighting **, a kind of fighting**.

Wang Yue, whose eyes were slightly red, focused his attention on the computer screen in front of him.

Wang Yue controls the Fox Hunter-X, holding a gorgeous flower sniper, and runs towards the passage on one side.

At this moment, Wu Feng was in this passage, using the mirror to snipe and kill, when he saw Wang Yue appear at the entrance of the passage again, without the slightest reason, let go of the left mouse button, and sniped Wang Yue in the way of a mirror sniper.

This is not just a CF game, this is a war, on the battlefield, there is no word "mercy", this is a competitive battle, the competitive spirit makes him respect the opponent, never let go of the water, and go all out to treat every game.