my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 883 He forced him to be strong, the breeze blows the hills, hey

Even Zhou Hang listened to it with great interest, but he didn't realize that the finalists had been wiped out by Lu Xiaoling and Wen Fengxi.

Only their false ally team, TF, is left.

In the next second, Wen Fengxi stepped on high-top lace-up leather boots, walked up to Zhou Hang and handed him a loaded gun: "Do you commit suicide or we help you."

Lu Xiaoling on the side showed her big white teeth with a smile, and pulled the jaw with a click.

Zhou Hang: "..."

A real CS lasted for nearly two hours, during which there were constant jokes. Apart from their group, there are other teams that will also participate, but basically it has nothing to do with them.

Zhou Hang was only thinking that the next few CSs would squeeze his laughter from the last one.

But Jiang Huaichu was only thinking about how to kill these rivals in the cradle.

At the beginning of Jianghuai, he brushed a bunch of [sigh is so handsome! ! 】【sigh I love it! ! ! ][sigh, I want to give you monkeys]'s nympho remarks, one by one angrily clicked the report button for pornographic remarks.

Jiang Huaichu also coerced Wen Fengxi to take a photo of the two of them spreading dog food to show their love and posted it on Weibo, and asked Wen Fengxi to forward it as well, with the caption [sigh is mine!Give up your nympho fans! 】

Fans: Hahahahaha, it looks like a dog jumping over the wall without confidence.

After the exhibition match, there will be a group round-robin match. DFG is in Group C, and they will play against Group D in these games.

In the past few days, Luo Yong has been looking for the match information of those teams in Group D.

On the day of the game, stepping on the seat of the game in a foreign country, the icons of hundreds of sponsors are refreshed on the electronic screen before the game.

In addition to profitable live broadcast platforms, there are also many national e-sports channels.

PGL is the official world championship recognized by international organizations.

Jiang Huaichu forced himself not to be nervous these days, treating PGL as an ordinary game.

It's just PGL, he will let him be strong, the breeze blows the hills, hey.

Jiang Huai thought for a while.

Han Yue and Mu Fei are still the same now, and even one seat is empty when they sit.

Jiang Huaichu directly pushed Mu Fei's gaming chair to Han Yue's side, and then moved the empty chair to Wen Fengxi's side.

As soon as she sat down, before she could feel the softness of this brand of gaming chair, she heard Mu Fei and Han Yue snorting at the same time.

Mu Fei: "If it weren't for the face of the team wife, who would want to sit with you."

Han Yue sneered: "To each other."

Jiang Huaichu: "..."

Difficult.

Headache.

The first round of the game, the Sano jungle map.

The route is from the coconut grove in the upper right corner to Sami in the lower left corner, a relatively uniform route.

Wen Fengxi flew directly to the altar.

The two assaults split up when they were about to land, one at the south of the altar and the other at the north of the altar, without any intersection.

Wen Feng didn't say anything, and let them continue to develop themselves.

At the beginning of Jianghuai, it was that worry.

Wen Fengxi could it be that they really want to let them lose in the rematch and let those two melons know the consequences?

Woohoo, it's too embarrassing to enter the rematch after the group stage.

Facts have proved that Jiang Huaichu still knows Wen Fengxi very well.

In the two-in-three circle, Han Yue and Mu Fei clashed again as expected.

Han Yue: "Didn't you see that the whole team came from Tambun just now?"

Mu Fei mocked slowly: "You are the one who is on the attack. If you don't want to see it, let me see it?"

(End of this chapter)