Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 67

Bingci and the others have pulled out the upper, middle, lower, third and second towers, so don't open the dragon, just wait for the flying dragon to come.

Hua Yu, who took the three-way pawn line, was undoubtedly the most economical among the five of them, but he sold everyone in the most critical wave of team battles.

Fans are saying on the bullet screen: "Hua Yu, there is no need to fight this kind of game. It is thankless to lead a bunch of trash, and they scold you. You don't deserve to win at all. Stop fighting."

On the high ground in the middle, Feilong enters the tower. Because of Tongtong's aggressiveness, the other two team members also followed. Bingci didn't even have a chance to call back to retreat, and Han Wu had just arrived. The three of them couldn't survive after suffering all the injuries.

Don't bite the bullet and go in, taking advantage of their lack of skills to harvest.

Bing Ci had the same idea as him, this time he was forced to form a group.

Hua Yu's output environment was given up by his teammates, but...he sold everyone.

"Sagittarius, why are you retreating?"

"Obviously, as long as you play A, both of them can die."

"We gave you all the economy and all the injuries, why did you sell us?"

"I'm so fucking..."

Bingci and the others retreated with residual blood, and they were almost wiped out just now. I don't know why Huayu retreated at the critical moment.

His retirement will leave a lasting impression on his career.

He was left alone to guard the house, Bing Ci and Han Wu were already full of blood, and the two of them did not hesitate to kill him while the flying dragon was jumping the tower.

The city is shattered, and the word "victory" can't make Bing Ci happy.

Back then, when the master and the others fought against the F country team, they changed their lives and defended the crystal. As long as the crystal is not broken, they will fight hard. However, just now she saw the professional players giving up resistance.

How can such a person be qualified to be a professional player? Is this what e-sports is like now?
"It's getting late, you go to bed," Han Wu asked Tongtong to go offline, it's not good for children to play computer for a long time, and it's too late for him to go to bed at this point.

"Ang~ I don't, I still want to play with my little brother for a while."

"No."

"Brother~"

"I didn't tell you that acting like a baby is useless."

"Then let me say good night to my little brother, head office!"

This cold did not stop.

Bingci came back to his senses, and coaxed gently: "Tongtong boy, go to bed first, I will play with you when I have time."

"I'll listen to my little brother, good night little brother!" Tongtong said obediently.

"Good night."

When he was about to log off, Tongtong said again, "Little brother, can you say good night to my brother and I, I haven't said good night to him personally for a long time."

"it is good."

Don't be interested in knowing the conversation between the two, he only knows that his little devil is about to become someone else's, and his elbows are always turning outwards.

Bing Ci waited for Han Wu to come out of the wash, but he was still shirtless, with water still dripping from his hair.

This time, Bingci didn't have much emotion, but he couldn't look at it, don't look at evil.

She imitated Tongtong's little milk voice and said to Han Wu: "Good night."

As soon as Han Wu lay down, he sat up and frowned, "Are you suffering from some serious illness, why do you want to be like a kid if you have nothing to do?"

Bingci also disliked her own voice. The kid really wasn't so eager to learn. Even hearing that voice made me want to kill myself. Fortunately, she had a strong psychological quality, and she didn't have any expression. She explained indifferently: "Tongtong let me Say good night for him."

"Hehe, then I also want to thank you, don't use this kind of voice to disgust me."

Han Wu once again turned his back to Bingci coldly.

This person is really sure, and it's disgusting to make such a deadbeat.

(End of this chapter)