's mother was lying in the hospital, but she accompanied her sister to an Internet café to play games, and Meng Luo was a little troubled at this time.

After hesitating for a while, Meng Luo decided to accompany Su Ruiwen, after all, the other party had helped him a lot, and now he was his own creditor, and he didn't agree to make some requests, so he couldn't say it.

There are many Internet cafes near the hospital, and the two of them picked a clean Internet café and walked in.

There were not many people in the Internet café, but there were also a lot of people sitting in twos and threes, it was already late at night, and there were few people coming to the Internet café, as soon as Su Ruiwen and Meng Luo entered the Internet café, a few people immediately raised their heads and took a look, Meng Luo was automatically ignored by them, but Su Ruiwen's figure and face instantly attracted a large number of eyes.

Su Ruiwen seemed to be used to such things, so he didn't care at all, walked to the bar and turned on the machine, while Meng Luo touched his nose a little embarrassed, and followed behind Su Ruiwen stupidly.

The private rooms were all occupied by people who stayed up late to sleep, and Su Ruiwen and Meng Luo could only find a computer in a corner to sit down.

"It's good luck to follow a beautiful woman, and there are a lot of people paying attention everywhere." Meng Luo looked at the hungry eyes that were thrown here one by one, if his eyes could kill, he would probably have been crushed into meat paste a long time ago.

"Hmph, give me less poverty." Su Ruiwen seemed to be very useful to Meng Luo's praise, and waved his fist demonstratively.

"Hey, hey." Meng Luo smiled and scratched his head.

Looking at Meng Luo's appearance, Su Ruiwen seemed to think of something, and asked: "Eh, you won the matchup in the afternoon, I didn't see it, I usually wilted, and I didn't dare to take a breath when I was bullied by Xiao Ruiguang, and I still looked like a man at the critical moment." ”

"Ugh." Meng Luo didn't know what to say, so he could only smile. "Fluke, fluke."

"Fluke? I don't think so, right? Su Ruiwen smiled and didn't say much. Hurry up and get on the number! ”

Meng Luo was thinking about how to deal with the past, when he heard Su Ruiwen say that he should be on the number, Meng Luo hurriedly logged in to an account.

He was on the account he used when he was SOLO with Xiao Ruiguang in the afternoon, called Crying Stereo.

Looking at Meng Luo's name, Su Ruiwen pursed his lips, quickly added Meng Luo's friends, and then invited the other party to join the competition.

"North Shore Zhiqing?" Seeing Su Ruiwen's account, Meng Luo looked at his account again, and his culture was instantly exposed.

"I didn't come up with the name anyway." Secretly pushed the named pot to another poor Meng Luo, and quickly joined the room to start matching.

"Silver Four?" began to match, Meng Luo also saw Su Ruiwen's rank, and couldn't help but be startled, although Baiyinsi was nothing in his eyes, but for the people of this world, he was an extraordinary master.

"No wonder I don't want to go to class, it turns out that I also have some strength." Meng Luo quietly observed Su Ruiwen and found that the other party did not take out the silver badge, so he could not know if she was from the club.

It's just a silver rank match, and it's nothing to Meng Luo, who used to be a professional player.

Bang, there are many players in this world, and the matching speed is also extraordinarily fast, because there is no ordinary matchmaking in this world, only ranking, so there is no restriction on the formation of people across the ranks, but the people of the high rank take the people of the lower rank to win the game and add very few points or even no points, and lose a lot of points.

However, the difference between bronze and silver is only one rank, and the restrictions are not very large.

"Bronze Four?" As soon as I entered the BAN selection interface, someone discovered Meng Luo's rank.

"Damn, how did you match someone from the Bronze Four?"

"Grass, there is a stupid beep with a trumpet, do you really think you are a god? If you don't have time under your hands, don't come out and pretend to be forced. ”

"Silver Four? North Shore Zhiqing is still a girl. Seeing that it was a girl, one of them subconsciously stopped scolding.

"With a sister? It's not me saying, brother, you're in the rank of the bronze four, if you want to take a sister, it's still almost a level, it's better to give me a sister, I can do this job. The other man didn't care, laughing teasingly.

"Tsk, just you? Silver Five still brings a sister, your life is not good, who do you think you are? Electric woodpecker? ”

"Grass mud horse, stupid beep, who are you talking about, isn't it an electric woodpecker, Lao Tzu beat him with one hand."

"Oops. This is blowing up, it seems that brother, you are also fighting hard to bring your sister. ”

After looking at the ranks of the other three, they were all around four or five in silver, seeing this situation, Meng Luo was a little embarrassed, it seems that the matching system here is deeply disgusted with this kind of cross-rank competition, and he doesn't give himself a way to live at all.

"Eh, Monroe, do you know the electric woodpecker?" Before it was Su Rui's turn to choose a hero, she was bored and simply chatted with Meng Luo.

"Uh, what's wrong with this guy?" Suddenly talking about himself, Meng Luo was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't show it, so he could only pretend to be stupid.

"This person has broken the night on the line, and he is the best assassin at the end of the night, and the Internet says that he is not weaker than Laker and Forni's world-class mid-laner, and it is said that he is Chinese."

"......" Su Ruiwen suddenly became a little lost after speaking, Meng Luo has seen the professional competition pattern of this world, the South Korean fighters of the world's three major clubs have won the world championship for two consecutive years with the help of his world-class invincible midlaner Laker, and the South Korean generals club has also faintly pressed the other two clubs.

And in Europe's European God King Club also has another world-class mid laner Forni, with his help, although he failed to shake the hegemony of the South Korean generals, but repeatedly let the other side fall behind, Forni's mid laner strength is Laker's most powerful threat, and Forni is still very young, much younger than Laker, as long as he grows up to his golden age, it is not impossible to pull Laker down.

And then to the third most powerful East Asian Shenlong, this club also has this god-level player, jungler Luo Yan, although it is called a god-level jungler, but it is still a line behind the first two world-class mid-laners, this team with the jungler as the core, the style of play and tactics have been greatly constrained, although relying on this god-level jungler in the field is also more wins and losses, but the lack of strong CARRY points is their biggest shortcoming. Therefore, among the three major clubs, East Asia Shenlong has to regret to be in third place.

Feeling Su Ruiwen's loss, Meng Luo was also extremely embarrassed, but he could understand that he was also a professional in his previous life, and he understood this feeling of hating iron but not steel.

The atmosphere became a little solemn for a while, and Meng Luo didn't know what to say, so after a little silence, Su Ruiwen suddenly smiled sweetly.

"I hope this electric woodpecker is from our country!"

"Hmm......" Meng Luo replied absentmindedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Alright, it's time for me to choose a hero!" Su Ruiwen seemed to have nothing happened just now, and excitedly clicked a hero.

"Dark Führer, Sindra!"

"How did you choose this!" Coming back to his senses, Meng Luo glanced at it and was speechless for a while.