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Chapter 251 I'm Sorry Brother Xun, I'm Not Promising

Gu Cen, on the other hand, was stunned by this "thunder blow" technique, his fingers trembled suddenly, and his eyes became misty.

It was also rare for Wen Xun to hook his lower lip, raised his brows slightly, and looked at the excitement very like a dog, with a cold voice: "Jiang Nan, can you be a little bit promising."

This sentence is undoubtedly an absolute ridicule, and it is rare for Wen Xun to be in a joking mood
But Jiang Kuan laughed even more helplessly after hearing this, with a face like a peach blossom like Mu Chunfeng, and said softly:

"Sorry Brother Xun, I'm worthless."

As soon as the voice fell, the characters on the screen shot suddenly, and a bullet...

Self... self knife?
What?

Before everyone could react, a system broadcast popped up on the screen——

【Qing Ping Le】Shan Jin defeated 【RY79】The Road to Shu is Difficult
Jiang Nan's head was counted directly to Gu Cen who was the closest.

Then Wen Xun smiled, shook his head slightly, and glanced at the "good-for-nothing" gentleman Jiang Nan next to his right hand. The two looked at each other. With a trace of unknown emotion.

Immediately, Wen Xun didn't have any more ink marks, and occupied the altar in three strokes. After charging, he directly attacked the opponent's city gate and won the victory.

When the game is over, the most exciting moment comes.

In the final record, the MVPs of the two sides were Jiang Nan and Gu Cen, but since Gu Cen took Jiang Nan's head, Gu Cen was the MVP of the game.

The advantage is that the MVP of the loser group can be spared from turning in the magic costume.

From this point of view, Luo Xia seemed to understand a little bit why Jiang Nan gave his head to Gu Cen.

Tsk tsk, it's hard to say.

And Jiang Nan looked at the record page, still smiling, still as gentle as before, with a little relaxation, and his brows gradually relaxed.

It's not yet the time for him to fight this kid.

Thinking about it, Jiang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and lightly patted Wen Xun on the shoulder, with a relaxed tone and a hint of teasing: "Brother Xun, just pick out some equipment for me, I'll go back to the hotel first. "

As Jiang Nan said that, just as Jiang Nan turned around, Wen Xun's cold and magnetic voice came from behind——

"Don't worry, the equipment is still reserved for you, otherwise when will you be able to be successful."

When Jiang Nan heard this, he only paused for a while, and then his expression paused. Two seconds later, he smiled again, shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, and continued walking.

Wen Xun doesn't talk to people easily, but once he speaks venomously, he can really make people speechless.

Afterwards, the people from RY79 began to pick Qing Pingle's equipment excitedly.

Co6's side looked a little greedy, and Ivy Teng said pitifully: "Hey brother, you said... We took the risk to help... Should you... Uh-huh..."

As Ivy said, he felt that his hint was obvious enough.

But he overestimated the emotional intelligence of RY79, a group of dead fat nerds.

"Oh oh oh! I almost forgot!" Yu Fei immediately answered.

Hearing this, Chang Qingteng was very excited, guarding the mailbox of "The Lost City", expecting some treasures from Yu Fei.

Who knows the next second, the computer didn't ring, but the phone rang.

immediately--

WeChat red envelope, one yuan, with the words: Thank you, old iron!

When I saw this, Ivy Teng's face turned black instantly, and he was so angry that he almost smashed his phone, "Fuck!"

But in fact, Rorschach and the others have already given Rong En all the equipment suitable for the co6 alliance, and how to allocate it is their own business.

But this martial arts conference, the most important thing is the ICU and Qingpingle.

Just as Wen Xun and the others thought, according to Tu Yin's thoughts, once he lost, he would definitely let go and say goodbye. He left the ICU club that night and had no contact with him since then.

Anyway, Qingpingle's equipment library is vast, and it's not short of such a few equipments. It's just that this time the reputation may be a little bit ruined, but it's not a big deal, it will be fine in two days.

But in comparison, the ICU is a bit miserable.

As a fledgling team, it's not a good thing for a magical outfit to be taken captive.

"Fuck! Grandpa's star-breaking sword!" Qi Ye was obviously a little angry, looking at the record on the screen, he was extremely angry.

Then Qi Ye looked at Ji Xinghe in a blink of an eye, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction: "I told you not to open the martial arts conference! You insist on it! Now it's over!"

Ji Xinghe snorted coldly, apparently also very upset, then gave Qi Ye a deep look, and said coldly: "I blame me for my own food? What can I do if I ask the group not to come and bring me alone?"

"You..." Qi Ye's eyes widened instantly, feeling like he could breathe fire.

Ji Xinghe was a pure orphan. What he said was that the group would not come was nothing more than that he rushed into the crowd without waiting for his teammates, trying to hit five with one, but the result was obvious.

Qi Ye wanted to scold him again, but Ji Xinghe didn't bother to talk to him. He rolled his eyes and got up from the gaming chair, then turned around, and left a cold sentence for the rest of the people: "Train hard, don't compete in the preliminaries!" Get me wrong."

After saying that, Ji Xinghe turned around and left.

……

At this time, in the Jindu Hotel room, Wen Xun was taking a shower, and Luo Xia happened to answer a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" Luo Xia picked up the phone. She was thinking about an exhibition match between SKY and Qing Pingle two days ago. Seeing this strange number, she obviously didn't care much.

And in the next second, a familiar voice came from the phone: "Hey, you're still up so late, my servant is here to greet the emperor."

Zuo Lou's words were extremely perfunctory, apparently not in high spirits.

Luo Xia was obviously taken aback when he heard Zuolou's voice, then took down the phone and took a closer look, it was a phone number he had never seen before, yes, it was not Zuolou's own.

Seeing this, Luo Xia put the phone back to his ear, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why did you change your phone number?"

Luo Xia was just asking casually, but who knows, Zuolou almost exploded: "You have the nerve to say it! Who was that guy last time! He actually pulled me into your blacklist! It's still the permanent one!"

Hearing this, Luo Xia was slightly taken aback, and it took him a long time to realize who the "that guy from last time" was.

Thinking of this, Luo Xia made an embarrassed "hehe", and his tone was extremely cold: "What nonsense, tell me quickly, I'm very busy, I don't have time to talk to you."

"That's enough, let's get down to business." Zuo Lou lost his skin when he heard the words, and his expression became serious, standing on the top floor of the building in Shanghai overlooking the night view outside the glass window.

"I was going to talk about business today, and I attended a reception in Shanghai, but... I happened to meet someone."

Hearing this, Luo Xia raised his eyebrows, tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers, turned off the replay game video, and then asked, "Who?"

Zuo Lou pursed his lower lip, and his expression was not very good: "Although no one else recognized it, I observed it for an hour, and I definitely saw it right."

"I saw Mu Jinyan."

(End of this chapter)