"What should I do, Angkor, that rat is out of the killing sword, and this wave will be directly seven layers after the fight!" Clockwork of the thin man stood alone in the spring, waiting for his teammates to come back to life.

"Playing with hair, my dog head hasn't reached level six yet, this mouse is too annoying." Wu Jin was also in a super unhappy mood and was on the verge of exploding.

"Come on, let's drag it out, play late, don't let the rats find another chance." Xiao Pingtou Zhanglang's own Wayne was also killed in the chaos just now, and he was very aggrieved.

"Alas, how did we fall to the late stage of our Red Wolf team's desperate resistance to pressure." Wu Jin looked at his dog's head equipment in distress, and seemed to be a little unable to think about it.

But he also knew that since he had already chosen the lineup of this late team, he could only be cowardly, and a momentary hot-headedness could only make their team a joke tonight.

Cheng Mu seems to have taught the Red Wolf team a lesson that has never encountered setbacks.

And the engine room where the pirate ship team is located is naturally a different scene.

"Laugh at me, seventh-level prudence against fifth-level dogheads, Wu Jin with a score of 1800 can be crushed by me, how good am I? It's a little embarrassing. Huang Keke is happily inviting credit again.

"Hehe, I really want to give up this jungler position to Cheng Mu in the future." Less than also full of smiles.

After all, they had just won the Red Wolves in a dignified frontal team battle.

"I don't know if if we win this one, what will be the face of those red wolf supporters in the post bar?" The fat man hummed a little song, but he still remembered the prediction post he saw before the game.

Cheng Mu didn't participate in their excitement. He was stealthy and cautious for this trick, but he thought about it for a long time.

When to gank, when to develop, he has long been figuring it out in his head. Make sure that everything is foolproof will make a move, and not just as the fat man understands it, as long as he is a genius, he will definitely be able to carry.

League of Legends is a team game, and it's more important to work with teammates. Fortunately, these roommates listened to him very much and practiced these lineups for a whole week, which achieved the expected effect.

"Okay, I'll crouch in the middle of the brain next, and I'll only come down when Shen Da's move cools down. You can be presumptuous online, they already want to resist stress and develop. Cheng Mu spoke very calmly.

The teammates nodded without hesitation, but they didn't know that he had become Cheng Mumouse's next prey.

In order to cooperate with Cheng Mu's mid lane gank, Lulu deliberately missed a lot of knives, so that the line of troops was getting closer and closer to herself.

But Clockwork has always been very cautious, she saw that the fat and oily rat had already exhausted the nearby vision with the prophet potion, and was beaten out of the shadow by Cheng Mu on it, and she didn't dare to go out of the tower to make up for the knife.

In fact, Clockwork has always had a big question in his heart. Compared to the sharp Angel of Judgment of the superior, this Lulu's operation is not at all a grade. Why did Cheng Mu suddenly fall so much?

However, Clockwork didn't dare to say this question to Wu Jin, his Tyrone was really scared of the angel from above, so he could only secretly rejoice that this Lulu was playing in general, otherwise he would have to press himself with one or two hundred knives like the previous one, but he really didn't have to live.

Clockwork has doubts in his heart and is also very careful. But the soldier line just can't come up, less than the minimum level of 1400 points, the basic control line, the line will still be released.

Finally, Clockwork couldn't help it, and saw several remnant soldiers beckoning to him in the distance, so like a ** cat, he walked over and used QW to collect those soldiers.

Seeing the 100 yuan into his pocket, the clockwork didn't have time to rejoice, and just wanted to hurry back to the tower.

It's a pity that it's too late, and what Cheng Mu is waiting for is now. The hideous-looking rat appeared beside Clockwork without warning.

Sometimes, this game is like this, because a small soldier can lose a long-lasting battle for an hour, let alone a small life of clockwork.

Flashing the clockwork that has not cooled, facing a red buff rat that is two levels higher than her, it is simply a flower girl facing an African lion, without a trace of hope of survival.

"Nine floors, eleven floors away." Cheng Mu murmured softly. Ignoring the clockwork corpse at his feet, he turned around and left in style.

"I'll fuck your uncle, why did you start sending it again?" Wu Jin, who was harassed by this sudden fierce cautious, couldn't help but roar when he saw the tragedy in the middle of the road.

"I really can't help it, this rat is so ghostly." The thin man was very aggrieved in his defense.

Indeed, Cheng Muneng almost won 90 consecutive games to reach the top 100 of the national server with a jungler, and he has his unique routine.

Obviously, the blue buff of the blue side is refreshed, generally in the purple side, be careful gank on the upper road, he just appears behind the ADC on the opposite side of the lower lane; The stone man who is halfway beaten by Amumu will always be punished by the mouse that appears inexplicably and taken away gently......

Time is ticking, and the carnage continues.

When the thin man's mid-single clockwork was once again forcibly killed under the tower by the rats with the two ultimates of Lulu and Shen, he finally roared like Wu Jin.

"Cheng Mu, there is a kind of solo with Lao Tzu, infinite gank, you are paralyzed, bothered!"

Just twenty minutes ago, the thin man was secretly teasing Wu Jinneng in his heart for being ganked three times by a rat in a row, and now he has been ganked to death by a rat four times!

The kind of gank that can't even be stopped by a defense tower is really heartbreaking.

"What, Cheng Mu? Is the mouse Cheng Mu? Wu Jin heard that something was wrong.

"Nonsense, just this Lulu's operation, there is a maximum of 1400 to die, can you compare that angel with Cheng Mushang, who is in the top 100 in the national service? If it weren't for Cheng Mu Mouse's too much pressure on me, I would have cleared the customs a long time ago! ”

The thin man was also forced to be anxious, but he who usually had no temper in the team dared to yell at Wu Jin at the moment.

"My God, I said, he is so skilled in walking A, if it is really Cheng Mu, everything can be explained." Xiao Pingtou Zhanglang was also surprised, he was also caught by this rat and couldn't take care of himself, and he was patronized at least twice on the lower road.

But the little flat head had no choice but to curse viciously. He knew that there was no rule in the rules of the game that said that places could not be swapped on the spot.

"Damn, how can we play then, there are two ultimates of Lulu and Shen, and we don't have strong turbulence and assassins, how can we beat Cheng Mu?" Wu Jin pressed TAB, looked at the 18-0 data of the mouse, and shouted hatefully.

Twenty-eight minutes, twenty layers of the Rat Killing Sword, five-speed shoes, red fork, and Infinity Blade.

There is no need to open a big move, even Wu Jin's dog head, which has the highest armor of the Red Wolf Clan, as long as he is invisibly close to Cheng Mu, he will die within three seconds.

The gap in level and equipment is too big.

And the lineup on the opposite side is still four guarantees and one, under the control of these four disgusting, it is a fantasy to kill a great god mouse with more than 2,000 points.

"You can't vote, otherwise you won't have face! Fight down. It's a big deal to stick to it for forty or fifty minutes. Wu Jin gritted his teeth. Although he also knew that he really had no chance of winning.

Absolutely no one can survive three seconds of that crazy rat shot!

When Cheng Mu Mouse reappeared on the lower road that had been pushed to the high ground again, and shot the piano girl twice with a big move, he finally couldn't be provoked and began to scream.

"Cheng Mu, Cheng Mu, thief ship, thief ship!"

What the? You asked me what I was for, and the audience also knew that the mouse was Cheng Mu, so why didn't you ask Brother Wang, the commentator who was close to madness.

"Ha Luha, Brother Cheng Mu, you are hiding too deeply, and you are still caught by me, it is almost thirty minutes, Lulu, who is only one hundred and sixty knives, how can it be that you are playing. I use my life to guarantee that this infinite supergod rat is definitely Cheng Mu!! ”

"Oh, I'll wipe it, I'll shoot the piano girl in a second, are you still a mouse? The Barbarian King can hold on for five seconds. No, don't think crookedly, cough cough, I'm describing Cheng Mumouse's high damage. ”

Brother Wang sometimes cheered, sometimes laughed at himself.

But no one in the audience paid any attention to his incoherent words.

Because the whole audience has been immersed in the sea of joy, there is no other, just for an unpopular hero who sees who dies: the source of the plague - the rat.

At this moment, the red wolf team that was still fighting was like a group of lost little lambs, looking at a hungry wolf in front of them in fear.

Whoever the hungry wolf looks at, he will die.

It seems that this is no longer a League of Legends game, but a little mouse's path to kill.