It's night.

Jiangcheng Mansion.

Feng Shang looked at his brother putting down his phone and asked stutterly: "Yes, is it Team Qin?"

"No." Feng Yi's eyes sink: "It's very abnormal that someone enters the arena to cause trouble today. I'm asking someone to check."

Feng Shang uttered heavily: "You must check, bully, bully my idol, no, don't let me know what they are called in the game, I know, I know, God, go to abuse them every day!"

"These people may not necessarily play games." Feng Yi looked at his little white rabbit brother: "In the future, more and more people will like you. Some people like you. Perhaps it is not because you play the game well, but because you like your face, and even some are just because your existence can give them a topic of becoming friends. There are many such things, so you should get used to it."

Feng Shang clenched his fists: "No, I'm not used to it."

Feng Yi smiled, like a fox: "Yes, you don't need to get used to it, you just need to play the game well, I'll do the rest."

He was not sure what the other party was about.

It’s just obvious that there are a few people who are incited to not even distinguish between right and wrong.

Or maybe after experiencing today's incident, they vaguely understood what was going on, but they would still choose to continue to be used and would also feel that they cherish each other.

He hurts others and feels wronged.

There are many of these people in real life.

Usually it cannot be changed.

Feng Yi didn't care about this either. All he had to do was to find out the people behind him.

Even the agent who is a agent can't stand it.

But after the game, the boy was wearing a mask and whispered: "Don't tell Brother Mo about today."

Feng Yi knew very well what all this forbearance was for.

For that person to concentrate on treating hand injuries, for the victory of the Emperor League, and for the teammates.

If not these most important things.

It is estimated that the boy had already had another way of dealing with it.

Sometimes Feng Yi looked at the boy, as if he was watching the former Qin Mo.

That person also came step by step at that time.

Questioning, mocking, inciting, attacking, and someone has a purpose.

It is because of these things that the most valuable e-sports players are born.

Feng Yi lowered his eyes and answered another call: "Yes, I want to know who brought the fan who caused trouble. There should be records in the venue..."

These things are not easy to check.

Because there are too many people entering the venue.

Even if it is clear, it takes a lot of energy and time.

At this time, it is relying on real spade fans to unite.

Feng Yi decided to meet Sister Gui.

Feng Yi considers himself handsome so handsome that he has no friends.

But when he sat down opposite the man, he found that the woman had no feeling of weakening her aura in front of him.

And that face is pretty...

Feng Yi felt that it was unnecessary to say that he could talk to someone for the first time.

Because when he said this, the other party could almost understand everything.

"Mr. Feng, don't worry, our teenager, we will use the best way to maintain it and fully cooperate with the official."

Feng Yi paused: "I had prepared a lot of questions to answer." And such a strict selection method would inevitably arouse some disgust.
Chapter completed!