Chapter III
"Zitong, there are assassins on the beams, it's okay to touch it hard, don't make a mistake." Jiang Feng zoomed in on the location map and found something wrong, "Chenyang, you follow as well." β
Chenyang glanced at the location map and snorted.
Qin Xiao was spotted in the grass aiming at the enemy swordsman, and he was stabbed on his left buttocks.
"Qin Xiaonan 30, where is Lin Jia, let him be tough, you go to the Qingshi position with me."
Lin Jia and Qin Xiao glanced at each other, teasing on their lips, but they didn't relax at all in their hands: "It seems that everyone is not in a good mood today." β
Nonsense......
"The league is decided in one game, and it is just over, and it is a quick decision." Jiang Feng ordered, pressed the kill, and cleared the guards.
Now that his mind is full of Meng Yan, the more he wants to kill the woman.
On the commentary platform, Mu Mu noticed that Jiang Feng was wrong: "It seems that JY used tough tactics today." β
"The offensive is also quite fierce, and the assassin of the American player has been killed by JY Zitong."
"Wait, why is Sunshine gone?!" Yue Yue was shocked.
There were also doubts in the audience, and they all felt sorry for JY.
JY Lounge
Meng Yan wiped the cream off his body and hair, but his whole body was full of sweetness.
She looked at the live TV screen in the break room, it was Chenyang who was taken away by the enemy assassins.
The audience regretted it, but Meng Yan smiled.
It's the old routine......
Lao Qiao went to the toilet and came back and sat on the chair next to Meng Yan.
"Meng Yan ......"
Meng Yan turned his head and sighed: "Old Qiao, just ask if you want to." β
"You've been in the U.S.?"
"Hmm."
"Why did you disappear in the first place?"
Hit the nail on the head.........
Lao Qiao saw that Meng Yan didn't want to answer: "Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to say it." β
Arena
"The position appeared, Jiang Feng, 40 degrees in front of the left." Before he died, Chenyang saw clearly the enemy's hidden shooter before.
"Zitong go, go to Qin Xiao, she is pushing the city gate, now the economy is leading, don't panic." Jiang Feng just threw out a set of skills, and the kill information immediately flashed on the computer:
JY. Maple Leaf kills White Wolf Hank
JY. Pretty Woman kills the white wolf Guoguo
"Lin Jia is back, team fight." Jiang Feng glanced at the news, bought equipment, and ran to the city gate.
Captain America smashed his headphones and cursed an American swearing. He was a swordsman, he died, and Lin Jia was bloody.
He opens his team's perspective and discovers the Assassin Zitong who is in the shadows preparing to kill his team's Medic.
"Ronna, kill her."
On this side, Zitong was throwing darts, and over there the American shooters were aiming at her direction.
Darts come out, arrows leave the bow, doctors are mutilated, and assassins die.
βNiceοΌβ
Old Joe looked at the TV screen and clenched his hands into fists. Meng Yan lowered his eyes: "Don't worry, you won't lose." β
"Zitong, what are you doing? Didn't you go and join Qin Xiao? Lin Chenyang looked at the kill information on the computer and asked Zitong on the left.
Zitong's computer screen went black, and he took off his headphones: "Qin Xiao has already pushed the city gate, the doctor's position is too obvious, the naked opportunity, can't you understand?" β
"Did you see the shooter, then? What's the use of just looking at the target? Lin Chenyang bounced directly from the gaming chair.
Zitong just wanted to speak, but Jiang Feng on the side spoke: "Chenyang, sit back, Zitong put on the headphones, you cut the perspective." β
Qin Xiao pushed the last city gate and ran straight towards the city flag in the center of the city.
"Qin Xiao, be careful!" Zitong cut Qin Xiao's perspective, and the doctor threw a handful of poisonous smoke as she fought the guards.
Qin Xiao discovered the doctor, but instead of hiding from the poisonous smoke, he threw off all his skills to clear the guards. After a wave of operations, the computer screen immediately went black.
Qin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
White wolf. Hansk kills JY. Qin Dynasty
The American player was complacent, and suddenly the word "failed" appeared on the computer.
βWhatοΌοΌβ
Lin Jia and Jiang Feng clapped their hands and coughed.
"Ahem, their strength is not good, it seems that they have forgotten the existence of the two of us, cough."
"If you don't go back to the hospital and lie down, you really don't exist." Jiang Feng took off the headphones and took the peripherals, "Let's go." β
The audience erupted in applause, and the commentator CC also congratulated, "Congratulations to JY on his victory!" β
The White Wolf team shook hands with Team JY and stepped down.
Next is JY's trophy collection and backstage interview.
As soon as Meng Yan lit a cigarette, the five of them came back with the championship trophy.
White smoke drifted through the air, causing people to breathe.
The scene was embarrassing for a while......
"What are you doing at the door? In. Old Joe took the trophy, pulled people in one by one, and poured it out by himself.
Meng Yan sat on the small sofa, saw Lin Jia, took a puff of cigarette first, turned his head and spit out a cloud of white smoke, then extinguished the cigarette and threw it in the trash can next to the table.
She got up, and all eyes followed her. Walking up to Lin Jia, she raised her hand and touched his forehead, observed his state, and took out a bag of medicine from her black backpack.
Just as she was about to hand it over, her phone rang, caller: Zhang Xiang.
"There are three packs in total, and I marked them. No. 1 has three capsules at a time, No. 2 has one and a half packets at a time, and No. 3 has 50 ml at a time. It is three times a day, and eat on time in the morning, noon and evening. Meng Yan threw the cigarette to Lin Jia, and then replied to Zhang Xiang, "It's okay, I didn't talk to you, why are you looking for me?" β
"The ticket is booked, tomorrow at three o'clock at noon."
"yes, okay."
Hanging up the phone, Meng Yan was hugged by Qin Xiao as soon as he turned around.
Meng Yan was stunned for a second, and the hand that subconsciously wanted to push away retracted and put it on her shoulder.
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