No. 1797

It was clearly across the screen.

But at the moment when the silver light rose.

Inu actually felt the pain in his entire right hand!

He thought about whether to retreat or move forward.

It was the moment of hesitation.

The game sound effect sounded, k, o!

Inu watched the character he controlled fall down covered in blood, and the last electric shock left him no room for maneuver.

Beside the bush, the man held a sword in his right hand, tall and graceful, with a white dress, and a handsome face. The silver light on the screen seemed to have become his background.

Not to mention the messages that flooded the public screen!

Killing with low health!

This is the real low-health counter-kill!

"Fuck! So cool, Qin Shen is not fighting, but showing off with his skills. The opponent is probably desperate!"

"Shhhhhh, quiet, quiet, Qin Shen doesn't want to fight a certain anchor head-on, you tell me how to fight, the opponent will definitely return to the fountain. As a professional player, you can't let ordinary players feel that the game experience is too bad, otherwise the popularity will decrease, serious face!"

"I'm about to bleed from the nose, is there such a thing, ahhhhh!"

Countless screams quickly flashed across the public screen.

There was only one sentence, which was displayed in the lower right corner. It was the words Qin Mo typed: "Kill once you come out, if you can't kill, I, as a boyfriend, lose."

That's it.

It was almost an announcement to everyone.

I beat you up, not because you provoked me, but because you provoked my girlfriend.

If the dog had come out before.

He has no face now.

Resisting low-health counter-kill.

This was almost like telling him directly what the difference was between the two people with the same game character.

Four times.

He had died four times.

That number was like a slap in his face.

But in this round, he didn't play silently, but did a live broadcast, and couldn't surrender.

But if he didn't surrender and let him go, he would only die more.

In the end, the figure simply blocked the fountain pool to kill him.

Quan knew very well that after losing such a big person, it was very likely that no one would watch him live again when he started live broadcasting.

The popularity he had gained by winning against Qin Mo before.

All gone.

Unwilling!

Too unwilling!

He even felt wronged!

Afraid of being recognized, he finally waited until the crystal was broken, and he immediately quit the game, and even failed to complete the task of broadcasting for two hours a day as required by the anchor.

After standing up, he got very angry!

Just when he thought it was like this.

A stranger on QQ said to him: "You lost like this, are you willing?"

Of course not!

Quan didn't want to reply at first.

But when he saw the next sentence, his mind changed.

"I can help you, I know all the news about Qin Mo, and you guessed right, his strength is indeed not as good as before, but it's not because of his hand injury. If you are interested, reply to this message and we can have a good chat."

As if by some strange coincidence.

Although he didn't know who the other party was.

But Quan sat back at the first time, hesitated for a moment, and typed: "What to talk about?"

The other side replied quickly, and he didn't know how he was added: "I guess you must be very uncomfortable now, wanting to get angry but afraid, after all, in the previous battle, everyone can see that you just took Qin Mo's moves, but you can't learn the essence of those moves."

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