No. 1324bey Daddy! !

There was a rapid and harsh sound over there!

That was the urgent whistle from the organizing committee to terminate the competition!

what's the situation?

Every old player is looking at each other!

Those who have just entered the trap don’t know what’s going on, and Wan’s fans who don’t understand the specifications of the competition are even more confused. They are still asking their master Wan to teach the other party a lesson!

The whistle sounded first, then the killing sound started again!

It’s hard to look away!

treblekill!!

Three kills!

This killing made many people reach out and cover their mouths! Even the eyes are shaking!

Because it’s incredible!

Passing by the assistant, he suddenly flicked his right hand, and then the ultimate move appeared, directly killing the adc!

The speed is so fast that she can cast out shadows, making it difficult to guard against her. No one can predict when and where she will come out to kill!

The fear of being dominated by death has swept through the red side's auxiliary's body!

People want to watch that figure rushing in again, unstoppable!

He can still kill!

Straight men are almost screaming!

"My father can still kill me!"

Is it okay to call me dad?

But the facts prove it!

The moment the organizing committee over there arrived.

Another sound effect pierced the sky!

Quadra kill!

Four kills!

The scene is buzzing!

There is no way not to boil!

In the case of 1 versus 5,

What is the concept of taking down four heads in one go?

"Bey dad, awesome!"

The passion of straight men is never concealed!

Until the camera stopped on Mo Bei's face, so pale and bloodless, but as cold as the breeze and the bright moon.

What did straight men realize?

"What's going on with God Bey's expression?"

"Something just doesn't feel right."

"You bey gods are not selling boyish personas. What's going on now? Are you pretending to be weak?"

Straight men sent the word "go away" to them.

When I still want to say something over there.

He stopped talking about the news being announced.

"Game aborted!"

Abort?

Why?

Only then did people who were not present notice that the organizing committee had blown the whistle.

what happened?

At this time everyone was wondering.

The barrage flew up.

It's so intense, what does it mean to stop the game suddenly?

The scene happened to be the scene where the staff walked towards Mo Bei and asked her to pause.

People who don't know what happened start to guess based on their own ideas.

"It can't be Bey, so what? Last time it was a substitute fight, what is it this time?"

"One against five can still get four kills. Could it be that she snooped on the screen? After all, she is the apprentice of Z of Spades. She has some hacking skills. It is not impossible to get a virus to snoop on the screen."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Why am I lying? Otherwise, why would the staff go to her place? You should tell me!"

The reason why the staff walked to Bey first was because Feng Nai requested that her hand injury cannot be worsened and she must stop first.

Mo Bei paused for a moment before letting go of the hand holding the mouse. The pain made her subconsciously block her right shoulder.

What she was worried about was that someone would pull her like they did in the last game, and in that case, she might not be able to last until the end.

The staff also noticed her alienation and whispered: "Bey, please go back to the lounge to rest first. We encountered some problems on the field."

Mo Bei didn't get up because if she didn't work hard and have another rematch, she wasn't sure whether her hands would be able to move as accurately as now.

"What's the problem?" Mo Bei asked in a low voice, his thin lips cold and white.

The staff replied: "It's not convenient to say it now. After all the contestants return to the backstage lounge, there will be a dedicated person to tell you..."

"Why is it not convenient to say it now?"

It's Feng Nai.

I don’t know if it’s because the aura is too strong.

The people in control forgot to reach out to stop him.

Feng Nai walked closer, his eyes fell on the blood-drained hand, and his eyes were dark.

Mo Bei was rarely confused as to why this person was here.

Feng Nai had already gently held her hand in his palm.

The slightly cool touch made Mo Bei stop moving the mouse.

She was not the only one in the empty arena.

How could she forget that there was him.

He walks against the light.

After Feng Nai caught the person, he looked at the staff again: "Is it because the information I gave you is not enough, or I don't understand something. Someone on the red side paid someone on the blue side to fix the match. Why is it inconvenient to share this news now? ?”

That's it.

Let the nearby audience explode!

"Fake matches!?"

"Someone is really trying to fix the match!"

"That's why bey chooses 1 versus 5! Oh my god!"

"who is it?"

"Wu Xiao, come up and grab the jungler. It's too obvious."

Instantaneous time.

All eyes turned to the three people from Blue Fang.

Especially Wu Xiao, he even felt cold to the bottom of his heart when he was looked at by those colored eyes.

It's true that he came up to play jungle, but he didn't fake the match!

"not me!"

But no one listened to him.

Even the people who came to the rescue frowned.

Wu Xiao panicked and tried his best to explain: "It's really not me!"

"Who believes it."

"It's so obvious."

“If he hadn’t stolen the jungle position, the blue team might have won long ago.

"Could it be that his previous competition results were all fake?"

Wu Xiao finally understood what it meant to be unable to defend himself.

"What a piece of trash."

Word by word.

These were words that had been used on Mo Nan.

As one of them, he had believed and discussed.

When Wu Xiao thought of this, his heart trembled, and he looked back at the figure standing next to him.

Mo Nan met his eyes.

Wu Xiao wanted to say that he was wrong, but he knew that he didn't deserve to be forgiven.

But the man spoke, his eyes were deep and boundless: "It's not him."

Wu Xiao was shocked, and then repeated: "It's not me, it's really not me, thank you, thank you, Mo Nan."

He wanted to grab Mo Nan's hand, bow and thank him, but his fingertips fell into the air.

"You misunderstood." Mo Nan looked at the shadow on the court: "I'm not helping you, but I don't want the real match-fixer to get away with it. Everything can be distorted under public opinion. She has been sitting alone in such a cold place for too long."

Speaking of this, Mo Nan paused and said: "Zhang Zihao, do you think you can still gain the upper hand in public opinion this time?"

Yes.

Didn't Mo Nan just want to attack Zhang Zihao?

Could it be Zhang Zihao! ?

Wu Xiao turned his head and said, "It's you! You have always been the one who played fake games! So you hinted to me that it's not enough to just win this qualifying match. You have to find a way to surpass Bey, otherwise even if you win, you won't be selected. The jungle position is the best way to highlight your personal level, etc. You did it on purpose!" Zhang Zihao would of course not admit it. He looked at the other side and his eyes had changed, without revealing a flaw: "Don't wrongly accuse me. The organizing committee hasn't decided who it will be. What do you mean by pointing at me like this? You are obviously an ADC, why do you want to grab the jungle position? I just explained the competition system once, and you think so much. Now you are throwing dirty water on me. I just made a small mistake in the game. The replay can prove it. Can't people make mistakes?" Faced with such remarks, Wu Xiao was so angry that he rushed towards him directly! Obviously, he didn't say that before the game! Backstage, he was hinting at himself, but now it's like this! '

Knowing that he was trapped, Wu Xiao now just wanted to beat Zhang Zihao to death. The field control would not allow this to happen, and stretched out his hand to stop them: "Warning once! You are professional players!"

Zhang Zihao pressed his slapped face, and he was not panicking. After all, the game was suspended, and something must have been found, but he couldn't lose face.

After all, the organizing committee still needs to investigate in detail.

Unfortunately, Bo Xiaomo, who received the video transmitted by Zhao Sanpang, would not let anyone investigate in detail again.

He left the focus area because he needed the environment to make a link.

What Bo Xiaomo didn't expect was that Feng Nai would be one step ahead of him.

But this is not the point.

The point is the picture that appeared on the screen of the whole venue!

Every viewpoint seemed to be controlled, and there was no game page, but a video with sound instead.

It was a coffee shop.

Two people sat at a long table, seemingly not knowing each other, but talking.

"Is it safe here?" The one who said this was Zhang Zihao. He looked back as if he was afraid of being noticed by the sleeper.

It was this look back that was captured by the public surveillance.

The other person smiled: "It's definitely safe. I'm here to go shopping. Who would have thought that I'm here to meet you?" She took off her mask and her whole face was exposed. It was Xu Yiwan: "What do you think? Have you made plans for your retirement? Zhang Zihao was obviously still hesitating: "You have to know that this selection is different. It's a substitute..." "What's the difference? Even if you are really selected, can you play?" Xu Yiwan's face lost its previous gentleness and was a little cold: "You also know who the official players are. They are the starting lineup. You will probably not even have a shot except to sit on the bench. You also know that commercial value is also important here. You know better than anyone that the same players are treated differently. What's more, no one will care whether you retire or not. The price I offer you this time is twice the price you paid when you entered the industry. After the matter is done, there are other things. You have to think clearly. ”

Zhang Zihao made up his mind after hearing the last part: "I can do it, but there is one thing, it can't be too obvious, and Bey is too difficult to deal with. I have seen her games. She looks like a support in the position of Heiyan, but in fact she is a group control. She moves accurately and predicts at the god level. Others can't notice it, but she will definitely notice that my prediction should not be wrong at that time, so I won't take action unless it is absolutely necessary. Without her, I will use secret codes to tell you the positions of others. "

"Bey? What does it count for? Just wait and see. Being defeated by the Left Realm she created will only make her embarrassed and drowned in public opinion. And the person who played that trick will be me. "

The voice was still a little noisy, but it was clear enough, so clear that everyone could understand what was going on!

People's intuition is very strange.

People who hate match-fixing are more powerful than those who hate it.

They will subconsciously forget one thing.

No one will do it if there is no interest involved.

Until this image came out.

People reacted and all went in the direction of Xu Yiwan!