My father once beat him

Listen to that sound.

Rao Rong slowly closed his eyes

In the hot spring hotel, the people from the Emperor League have not been sleeping.

Feng Yi took advantage of the great god's call and left the boy with a fox-like smile: "Don't worry about your affairs. As the director of Qin and your agent, you can still handle such things. You should be careful and don't be caught by the media. After all, you are still a boy now. Even if you live together, pay attention."

"We were all playing games before you went in." Bo Jiu leaned back and lazily put his arms on his face: "The scene you saw was just a bet after 11."

Feng Yi picked the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little disbelief: "11? You and Mr. Qin?"

"Tomorrow's game will make me realize what my problem is. The fastest way is to beat me." Bo Jiu stood up, handing his pants pockets in one hand and sighed: "It's just that the bet is a bit shameless."

Feng Yi paused after hearing this.

This was the first time he had seen someone who could understand the intention of that person so quickly and analyze it so clearly.

"Then what have you learned?" Feng Yi smiled.

The boy looked back and the moonlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling window. The silver hair set off the face, not only handsome: "Heroes, you can win as long as you speed fast, but you can win. Fast hand speed is just the basics. When you meet a master who truly understands heroes, it is useless to have fast hand speed. If you want to win, you still have to pay attention to experience, strategy and cooperation between teams. Heroes have never been a game for one person."

Feng Yi had another blow.

When did it last?

That person, too.

Heroes have never been a game for one person.

Such spades reassured him.

If you go to fight Rao Rong, no matter how fast your hand speed is, you may lose.

Tomorrow's game is destined to be a contest of strength and strength.

If he can't figure this out, he is really worried that little spades will lose.

It seems now.

That person was more thoughtful than he thought.

A game of 11, what knot can be easily solved?

Feng Yi stood in his original position and looked at the boy's back as he left, without leaving.

Because he is still waiting for Qin Mo.

There is no problem with the little spades.

But he knew better than anyone else about what state Qin's hand was.

The attending doctor in the United States has already told him.

Young Master Qin was not cured at all, only recovered 70%.

He may have been able to pass the previous games, because there are spades, so there is no need for him to use the real three thousand swords to kill him.

But this time I face Rao Rong, that is,
Chapter completed!