Chapter 32: Feng Girl VS Little Fish Man The few people here are all smart people, Lin Xiaosong's tricks can't be hidden from everyone, Hanbok's drill is indeed a good result, and even compared to the king of Ionia, it is not bad at all, but the team members brought by Zhao Songyang in person are definitely more than that.

"Our team's mid laner is up to you! Fight well! Wan Junshan patted Lin Xiaosong on the shoulder, stopped the training in his hand, and explained to Lin Xiaosong the heroes he is good at in each position, whether you cooperate with them or let them cater to you, it depends on your strength.

After more than ten minutes of explanation, Lin Xiaosong roughly gave this team a simple score, 6 points! It's a little lower than the average LSPL team, but in the Internet café league, it should belong to the upper middle, as long as there are not too many contradictions, it shouldn't be a problem to get close to the finals.

Suddenly, the noise of the outside world brought Lin Xiaosong back to reality: "I'm looking for Uncle Yang!" My dad said yes! Let me play the team's mid laner! Nima didn't look for me, but he found a loser! ”

"Long Shao! The owner is out! But the loser is in there! You can talk to him! The waiter Xiaoqing was afraid that this would make trouble, so she revealed Lin Xiaosong's information.

After a while, a red-haired non-mainstream walked in, and at first glance he was a child of a broad family, and the set on his body had tens of thousands.

"You're the new midlaner today? That loser who hasn't returned for three years! I am Wang Long, the son of the shareholder here! If you know each other, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for serving tea to guests! Wang Lung sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, just like a street gangster!

"You're Wang Lung, aren't you? What does Wang Bazheng have to do with you? Lin Xiaosong's face turned a little black when he heard the word loser, and when he heard the name Wang Long, he couldn't help but think of one of his little apprentices, who looked the same stupid and followed the same pattern, walked into the Internet café and shook three times, and did not look back after being abused.

"That's my brother! If you know, hurry up and give up your seat! Wang Lung smirked, a trace of smug smoke spilling out from the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Lung! The old rules of Songyang are decided in one battle! If this thing gets out, it won't look good to put you in a hat with a gun and bully. Zhang Shun, who is a top order, stood up, as a top order, you must have a heart to mediate disputes, if you can't adjust, then hit him to reconcile.

"Okay!" Wang Lung threw the cigarette that he hadn't smoked clean on the ground and stepped on it, the advantage of height made Wang Lung have to look down at Lin Xiaosong, his eyes were full of contempt, and Lin Xiaosong didn't open his eyes, and he couldn't help but think about which hero to abuse him so much that he didn't dare to speak!

Soon the two entered the game room, Lin Xiaosong glanced at the hero pool, and finally chose a heroine who was not covered, Storm Fury Cana, commonly known as the Wind Girl.

"This hero hits the mid laner?" Liu Feng couldn't help frowning, he had seen a lot of auxiliary Liu Feng, and it was definitely the first time he had seen Liu Feng in the middle single.

Soon the game entered the loading interface, Lin Xiaosong chose a wind girl, and Wang Lung chose this version of the little fishman Fitz, who is not a new favorite, Lin Xiaosong sneered, dare to play the little fishman in front of him? Promise not to kill him!

The shortcomings of the little fishman are that the hands are short, the damage of Q is not high, and W is another state, and the third-level little fishman is indeed terrifying, but you first think about how to spend the first three minutes.

Soon the two arrived online, and Wang Lung's little fishman kept dancing and taunting Lin Xiaosong under the tower, and Lin Xiaosong just sighed.

One minute and fifty seconds for the small soldier to go online, Lin Xiaosong directly and boldly crossed the line, put on a shield for himself, and constantly flattened A small fish, the damage was very high, and an ordinary attack directly dropped no less than 60 points of blood, and after two hits, the little fishman had already lost 100 points of blood, and the wind girl was only knocked off a little shield.

As long as the little fishman stepped forward to mend the knife, Lin Xiaosong would go up to A or two, and the little fish had to knock off the blood bottle, while Lin Xiaosong only needed to wait slowly for the eye of the storm to cool down.

As long as the little fishman mends the knife, Lin Xiaosong will step forward A or two, Wang Lung can't help but scold foul, but there is nothing to be done, 21/9/0 AD talent cooperation, wind girl's shield, the damage is definitely higher than the average ADC, which one is in the single, dare to let an ADC point four or five times in a row, not to mention the 21/0/9 in the mid-laner.

The seventh creep died, and the Wind Girl was promoted to two levels, directly pointing W (Zephyr Guard, passive acceleration!) ), put E on yourself, go up to the little fish of A, you want to come over and order me, you don't run as fast as me, you want to run, you still can't run, because you don't run as fast as me!

Wang Lung was about to explode angrily, and couldn't help scolding: "It's really annoying!" ”

And the four people standing in the back kept shaking their heads, this is the difference in strength, even if it is related, the strength is not in place, it is just a shame for themselves.

In three minutes, Lin Xiaosong's Wind Girl and Wang Long's small fish reached the third level at the same time, and the third-level small fish man was definitely in the outbreak period, but the premise was that it needed to be a live fish, if it was a half-dead fish, it would be another matter.

Wang Long's little fishman took the lead in attacking, Lin Xiaosong just silently pressed the Q button, the little fishman jumped in mid-air, and was directly interrupted by a gust of wind, the little fishman is now only two hundred yards away from the wind girl, and the blood volume is less than three hundred, Lin Xiaosong blessed the eye of the storm, one flat A and two flat A, the little fishman handed over E, Lin Xiaosong handed over and flashed, the little fishman fell directly into the air, in a flat A, ignited and hung, and directly took away the life of the little fishman in one shot.

Wang Lung is face is like ashes, the rule of solo is one blood, one tower and one hundred soldiers, and now Wang Lung has dropped one blood, the result is that Lin Xiaosong wins, he can stay, and Wang Lung wants to go out!

"Long Shao! Uncle Yang is looking for you! "This is the waiter Xiaoqing came over, Wang Lung took it out, you can see Zhao Songyang and Wang Lung talking from afar, at first Wang Lung only had unwillingness and atmosphere on his face, and he could even see Wang Lung talking to Zhao Songyang in a threatening tone.

After a simple minute, Wang Lung's face no longer showed any unwillingness, but shock and surprise, and from time to time he looked at the hut he had just entered.

"If you still don't believe me! You go and ask your brother Wang Zheng! There are not many people in Puhai who dare to call your brother nickname! Zhao Songyang said.

Wang Lung was silent for a long time, and then walked out and dialed the familiar number.

"Uncle Yang! You're so good! A few words fooled Wang Lung! That's amazing! The waitress Xiaomei heard the whole process, after all, she works in an Internet café and understands what Hanbok represents, although she knows that Lin Xiaosong has been in South Korea for a while, but Hanbok is indeed a bit too exaggerated.

"Xiaomei! I'm not going to fool people! I'm telling the truth! Hanbok first, you underestimate him too much! Zhao Songyang spat out a puff of smoke and said seriously.