Game No. 1085, Don't Order It

It just ends this way.

It's a pity.

Lin Chentao's eyes followed Feng Yi's figure and moved to the organizing committee. He saw Feng Yi was about to say something to the person in charge.

There was a click.

The boy sitting in front of the computer pressed Qin Mo's wrist for the second time.

But this time, Bo Jiu didn't free up a hand to relieve Qin Mo's pressure, because that was not allowed by the competition system.

"Brother Mo, do you believe me?"

This was the boy's voice, light and mixed with a unique lowness, which was transmitted to everyone's ears through the earphone line.

"Believe."

These two words were Qin Mo's answer. His deep eyes were placed on the boy, and then returned to his wrist.

Bo Jiu pressed his hand, his eyes focused: "Then it's like you said before, I will lead the rhythm of the Imperial Alliance, I will beat Zhao Sanpang to call daddy, don't worry."

Looking at the boy talking seriously, his silver hair was still messy and wearing headphones, Qin Mo suddenly relaxed the strength of his wrist: "Okay."

What's good about it!

Zhao Sanpang was angry, who wants to call that bastard daddy!

He found Xiao Heitao, and he really can't help but beat him!

See if he doesn't chop people into half a corpse soon!

Thinking of this, all the people from Xiangnan have rushed out.

Bo Jiu turned his head away, his silver hair blocked it, his handsome face was looking in the direction of Feng Yi.

Feng Yi paused, and after seeing that line of sight, he suddenly smiled. Was this telling him not to move?

On the other hand, the person in charge looked at Feng Yi and raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything wrong with the Imperial Alliance?"

"No." Feng Yi smiled appropriately. Even though the people from the organizing committee looked puzzled, he just stood there and did not say that he had given up the game.

Everyone knew that the Imperial Alliance was at a disadvantage now.

It was because the economy could not keep up.

In addition, there was only one city defense tower left in the middle lane.

The rhythm of this game was really not that easy to lead.

What's more, the opponent also had Xiao Jing.

The man who never relaxed.

There is an iron rule in the game of heroes. The person who controls the jungle is the one who controls the entire game.

So Xiao Jing never gave up brushing the jungle.

He did not give the Imperial Alliance a chance, suppressing them under the tower so that they could not come out, which was already an advantage.

As the game became more intense, a new wave of team battles gathered in the middle lane.

At this time, there were only a few city defense towers on both sides.

Except for Xiao Jing, Luo Luo, Bo Jiu, and Qin Mo.

Everyone has died twice.

If they die again, they will be judged out.

So this wave of three-person team battle is bound to start.

Everyone's skills are very strong.

But it is obvious that Xiangnan's attack speed is too fierce.

So fierce that even standing under the city tower, the Supreme Alliance dare not take it lightly, and the opponent still has a line of soldiers.

The audience clenched their hands nervously, always feeling that the Supreme Alliance will collapse in this round of team battle.

Sometimes intuition is so accurate.

Zhao Sanpang's big move came in, directly interrupted Xue Yaoyao's rain array, and successfully cut more than half of her health.

With Zhao Sanpang's attack, the tank jumped forward again and squatted on Xue Yaoyao's body. Luo Nushen moved, picked up the sniper cannon, and fired at Xue Yaoyao.

In the bloody air, the screen in front of Xue Yaoyao turned into a thick gray.

The Supreme Alliance is really going to lose.

Because it seems that there is no time for Bo Jiu to lead the rhythm.