One thousand one hundred and seventy-eight, the fat man compares himself with z, and the result
In the eyes of some people.
Those three trainees have become representatives of the spirit of the group.
After all, if it weren't for these three trainees, they wouldn't know that the Emperor Alliance was like this!
In this case.
Whether you look at bey or see spades, it is not pleasing to you.
Even the entire team made them feel that they were not here to select people in their way, and they were destroying them.
So I won't really watch this live broadcast with rationality.
After all, the behavior of the three trainees can be expressed in just one word and they are grouped together.
It’s not just Zhao Sanpang who can see it.
Bo Jiu had already seen it. She turned her eyes and the tear mole under her eyes looked very bright.
But the eyes were cold, as if there was no temperature at all.
Coco's body trembled inexplicably as he watched from the side.
After all, I have never seen such a spade.
You should know that this guy has always been a magic weapon to flirt with girls. His lazy and coolness can make the hearts of people sitting next to him jump.
Today, it seems surprisingly cold.
The three people in the game began to suppress the whole game.
After the first time I was sold.
After Mo Bei was resurrected, he stood in the grass.
It seems to be thinking about something.
When Bey set out again, people saw it.
Bey replaced his previous full attack equipment with half tank and half attack equipment.
Then...it started to eat economy crazy.
If Bey only brought the troops on the road at the beginning.
Now Bey has finished half of the jungle area.
This way.
It will definitely attract a lot of ridicule: "I just said that they sold Bey to suppress Bey. Look at what Bey is doing now. If you don't go to a team battle, you can grab the assassin's wild monsters in the wild area. Isn't this suppressing teammates?"
"Oh, why didn't Fat Master talk anymore? Fat Master can't be too double-standard in life. Be careful of being slapped in the face."
Zhao Sanpang held a spicy strip in his mouth and smiled: "Come on, let me explain this to the audience who can understand this. In the conventional playing style, first of all, the jungle area should be left to the assassin. This is right. But the premise is the conventional playing style. It is obvious that it is not the conventional playing style now. Is Bey stupid when he is young? He can't detect it once and go to the team battle and be sold again. It is because everyone can see through the situation now and want to pull me into the water. I don't want to get into the water. After I have enough money, I will prepare to rely on the speed of the movement. If I am sold, I can fight five at one time. This is Bey's next combat method. There is nothing wrong with it. What's wrong with it?"
"I'm so helpless. You're simply whitewashing Bey."
Zhao Sanpang swallowed the spicy strips: "In your eyes, the little spades are black, bey is black, and Luoluo is black. There are no white people. We are all yellow people, hum hahaha!"
"I heard it afterwards and sang it for no reason. My fat man is poisonous.
"Fat Master 666."
"Fat Master, eat less. Team Xiao has a girlfriend. Hong Kong Zhen, it's time for you to think about your lifelong affairs. Don't dream of having female fans anymore. We are all big men."
"Brother Fat, I'll give you a bomb to refresh. I saw it all the time. The female fans came here to scold you this time, and there was no other meaning."
"We know that Luo Luo has retired, and you feel bad. My buddy has wine, so you can say anything unhappy to make everyone happy."
Zhao Sanpang always feels that something is wrong with his fans.
Look at his house and look at the little spades.
A group of beautiful girls were saying, "Ahhh, husband, you are so handsome today. I saw you when I was the director just now, and I was inhaling oxygen happily."
"This is the number one girlfriend in spades. What should I do if there are too many love rivals around me?"
"When will my husband also give a commentary? Zhao Sanpang next door is doing it. If you do it, I will be satisfied with it only looking at my face."
The style of painting is completely different!
There is no harm without comparison!
Zhao Sanpang took a picture and posted it on the public screen, reminding his men and fans: "There are so different, do I also need to take care of you?"
"How many pounds of spades are you? How many pounds are you? Wake up."
"Compared with a girl, I lost to the other party, Fat Brother, Hong Kong, you really are not as handsome as a spade."
"Does Fat Brother want to tell us a joke?"
Can't communicate anymore!
Zhao Sanpang hugged his fat self and turned his attention back to the game.
"The second wave of team battle!"
"Bey won't be on this wave? You're wrong."
"Look at the location of the map, this wave of groups is near bey."
As Zhao Sanpang's voice fell.
People saw Bey holding a long knife and scurrying toward him.
First, he nailed the other party's remaining blood adc.
Follow the opponent's teammates to support him.
Bey turned his hand and used three strikes in a row.
Blocked the other two people.
While the dizziness effect is still there, a ultimate move is horizontal.
But it was instantly.
A sound effect came.
doublekill double kill!
At this time, Bey's location is also particularly dangerous.
Mo Bei, who had all used up all the tricks, could not reap any more even if the opponent had residual blood.
Obviously, the three people planned to use the same routine and let Mo Bei die again.
Then go in and harvest.
In this way, even if Mo Bei kills double, the score will not follow, after all, he dies a lot.
But the next second.
Mo Bei's approach has changed significantly.
She did not attack the opponent's remaining blood again, but took another big move and turned around and left.
Using precise movements, he hid in the grass, and then jumped back to the moat with his familiarity with the game map and his judgment on the other party's movements.
At this time, the assassins among the three did reap the heads again, and the three kills fell into their bags.
In this way, the final result.
The assassin won the best in the game.
But what angered them was that the second place in the rating was Bey.
That is, their ideal result was not achieved.
But one of them is also perfect.
At least the best in the game is theirs.
As long as the next game is the best player in the game, one of them will directly become the focus of the game.
It doesn’t matter whether or not to stay in the Imperial Alliance at that time, some journalists and teams come to find them.
For such a result.
Someone will definitely laugh at Zhao Sanpang: "Pang Ye, you should really dig Bey to Xiangnan. They are all second place, which is suitable."
"Now my character is a genius and I can't sell it anymore. I'll just get the second place after playing around."
Chapter completed!