This little bronze is a bit fierce

Chapter 215 Amazing, Little Apprentice

Jiang He didn't speak.

Cheng Su looked at Jiang He, and it was rare for him to be serious when he was always fooling around: "Boss, to be honest, I think you like Qin Shu."

Jiang He didn't even lift his eyelids, and said in that explosive tone: "You say it."

Cheng Su: "Ah..."

He thought that the boss didn't know that he liked Qin Shu in his heart, but it turned out that the boss knew it himself.

It was a little embarrassing, so embarrassing that Cheng Su didn't know what to say for a while.

The atmosphere was quiet for half a minute, Cheng Su's eyes fell on the phone screen, just in time to see Sun Shangxiang chasing and beating Zhong Wuyan, and then four people appeared in front of him, Sun Shangxiang first shot Lu Ban, and then killed Zhong Wuyan, finally take the heads of Ganjiang and Mozi.

Good guy, with a Yaomei, one hit four, four kills!
This wave of Sun Shangxiang's position is very good, she avoided the skills of Mozi and Ganjiang.

The shooter on the opposite side was killed by her in seconds at the beginning, and Zhong Wuyan was also killed immediately, and the remaining generals and Mozi's skills couldn't hit her.

This wave is very nice!

"Hey boss, when did your little apprentice become so powerful?"

Cheng Su remembered that the last time he played games with this cookie, she was still silver

Jiang He didn't make a sound, but he was thinking in his heart: Are you asking me?how could I know.

He didn't even know that the little girl could play with Sun Shangxiang.

And this operation is not like a little girl can type out.

In the wave just now, when Sun Shangxiang pursued Zhong Wuyan, he seemed to have calculated it.

After she dropped the shooter in seconds, she must have seen that the opponent couldn't hit her, so she dared to go up.

Leaving aside the operation, this consciousness alone does not seem to be possessed by Xiaomeng who has just entered the pit.

Jiang He thought for a while and came to a conclusion.

This is definitely not Qin Shu himself online.

...

Qin Shu's side.

This opponent is not very powerful, and it is a bit silly.

After Qin Shu killed the opponent with four kills, he won directly.

After the game was over, Qin Shu saw that [Sick Jungle] had sent him a private message.

Click to open it, and there are only three periods.

Qin Shu didn't understand what this meant, and was about to ask what's wrong when he saw [Jungle with a disease] sent her a picture on WeChat.

It was followed by a sentence: Awesome, little apprentice.

Seeing these six characters, Qin Shu inexplicably had a bad feeling.

She quickly opened WeChat.

Then I saw that [Jungle with a disease] sent her a screenshot, and the content of the screenshot was Sun Shangxiang's four kills.

Qin Shu: "..."

Isn't this the one who just got four kills?
So, [Sick jungler] just watched the battle? !
It's over... Master will find out that she is not Xiaomengxin, what should I do! ! !
At this time, seeing that Qin Shu hadn't returned to the room, Lin Jing asked, "What are you doing, Shushu, I'm missing you."

Qin Shu mechanically turned his head and glanced at Lin Jing, feeling inexplicably hopeless: "It's over, I can't keep my vest."

Lin Jing was confused: "What vest?"

"That's right, I seem to be discovered by my master when I play the trumpet."

Lin Jing: "..." She thought something was wrong.

"If you find it, you will find it. Anyway, your master has also found it. Is it possible that you are afraid that he will not want you now?"

"..." Qin Shu was silent for two seconds, "I'm really scared."

Lin Jing: "..."

Lin Jing leaned over and glanced at Qin Shu's screen, and saw the pictures and messages sent by [Jungle with a disease], she said: "Then you can just say that you didn't fight, anyway, he didn't see it with his own eyes. You hit it."

"That's right!" Qin Shu was a little unresponsive, and hurriedly typed back to [playing wild with illness].

Honey Cookie: I didn't call this one, it's my best friend's number.

Jiang He on the other side: "..."

He just said, how could the little girl be so powerful.

If he really knew how to play, he wouldn't be pitifully begging the Great God to take him away in the hall.

(End of this chapter)