Chapter 401 The Three of Them Won't Fight, Right?

Ye Jinwen took a breath.

As soon as we met, we had to fight for wine and speed. How long did Sang Yun hold back his anger?

Xiao Qimo didn't have any emotions, he pulled his beautiful fingers out of his pockets, and gently pushed down his glasses.

"Can."

The index finger and middle finger of his other hand are holding a bottle of mineral water, which is swaying casually and leisurely with his walking posture, calm and elegant with a bit of laziness and extravagance.

He walked over to the sofa, put the mineral water bottle down, and waited for the battle.

Both Sang Yun and Ye Jinwen noticed that Xiao Qimo had been carrying this bottle of water from the very beginning when he came in. This was not like the style of Emperor Mo. Could it be that he got angry recently and needed to drink water anytime, anywhere?

Sang Yun thought so, without asking specifically, and began to prepare for battle.

Ye Jinwen didn't plan to participate in their duel. He had to be responsible for driving the car, and he had to prevent the two from fighting. It was too difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

He hooked the small stool beside him and sat down aggrievedly.

The three sat down.

Sang Yun was not polite, hooked the corner of one side of his lips, his dark and heavy eyes wandered, the evil-looking facial features were covered with arrogance, the beautiful hands used to type on the keyboard held a bottle in each hand, and the bottle caps were close together, " Bang", the bottle cap of the dark beer opened and rolled to the ground.

This is the brand they are used to drinking. The mellow and strong malt aroma comes out with a bit of mist as soon as it is opened.

One bottle per person, set up.

Sang Yun took the APM tester and provoked: "Master Mo, then I'll start first."

Xiao Qi Mosi elegantly made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Jinwen thought to himself that the relationship between the three of them was like this. If others dared to treat Master Mo with such an attitude, they would have been dealt with long ago.

Brother Yun is still Brother Yun before.

only……

The Yun family is no longer the Yun family it used to be.

Yes, this CTF god Sniper Sang Yun, who has countless girlfriend fans, mother fans and otaku fans at home and abroad, is Yun Sang of the Yun family.

The three of them are known as the Jinjing Iron Triangle.

Being of the same age, like-minded, and the deep friendship formed by the elders earlier, the three of them naturally became good buddies and brothers.

It's no exaggeration to wear a pair of pants.

Later, due to various things, Sang Yun stayed in the Shadowhunting team, and the seventh brother went to IEG. He chose to escape from Jinjing. There were only a handful of opportunities for the three to meet, let alone get together like this.

Ye Jinwen recalled the days when he was young and frivolous,

The doll's face showed a lot of deep images that didn't quite fit him.

It wasn't until Sang Yun over there flattened the tester and his fingers moved quickly that he regained his senses.

It's not easy to be able to see the S God's hand speed on the spot.

At the beginning of the game, Sang Yun's expression was always light, but his fingers moved quickly, occasionally casting a look at Xiao Qimo, showing a hint of provocation.

Xiao Qimo leaned on the sofa and smiled gracefully, neither hurried nor slow.

A minute passed.

Ye Jinwen stretched out his head and glanced at the number displayed on it: 449.

He gave thumbs up with both hands: "God S! Awesome!"

The average person's hand speed can reach 300, which is already very good, and most professional players who have been trained can reach 360 or more. And as fast as Sang Yun, that is very rare.

Sang Yun didn't say anything and pushed the tester to Xiao Qimo.

Xiao Qimo smiled lightly and pointed to something: "You have stepped back."

Ye Jinwen: ? ? ?

Is this still a step backward?

Xiao Qimo glanced at Sang Yun, knowing that he still retained his strength, so he didn't say much.

And Sang Yun seemed to know something, and smiled with the corners of his lips hooked.

"I thought you completely forgot about us." Sang Yun said lightly, with a little more gentleness between his brows and eyes.

The players' daily hand speed test form must be registered and reported.

Obviously, Xiao Qimo would only say such words after seeing his grades.

Xiao Qimo chose a comfortable sitting position, no nonsense, and started timing.

Ye Jinwen next to him was even more shocked.

He didn't often see Master Mo to take action, and even when he was looking for No. 13, he was mostly the one who was beside him. Now that I see Master Mo competing with Sang Yun again, it seems that I have returned to the old days.

A minute passed quickly.

Ye Jinwen looked at Xiao Qimo, and then at Sang Yun, and announced something strange: "Seventh brother, 450."

Xiao Qimo defeated Sang Yun by one point.

"Please." Xiao Qimo looked at the wine on the table.

Sang Yun said nothing, raised his head and filled a bottle.

The contest between the two men was simple and rough. Sang Yun's next score was 451, and Xiao Qimo drank.

After Xiao Qimo finished drinking, he filled a bottle of Sang Yun with a score of 452.

Ye Jinwen sat next to them and watched them go back and forth. No one pressed the other, just crushed them little by little, opened the bottles of dark beer, and soon the table was filled with empty beer bottles.

He was heartbroken.

He didn't want to sit, he should be kneeling.

These two people are worthy of being of the grandfather and brother generation, but he is the only one who is a "younger".

Hey……

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The team members downstairs carefully ate their meals and leaned on the stairs to look up.

"Leader, what are the captain doing with the gold master's father and Mr. Qi? The three of them won't fight, right?"

Zhou Zinc touched his chin, "It won't be a fight... God S should be fighting Mr. Qi one-on-one!"

"I go!"

The team members exclaimed, "Someone dares to fight God S?! The captain's hand speed, in the world, there are not many people who are his opponents!"

"I think Mr. Qi will be tortured by blood..."

"By the way, the leader, the father of the gold master and Mr. Qi, have they been living with us recently?"

"Should... Right..." Zhou Zinc was not very sure.

Young Master Ye should be here. As for Master Mo, it's hard to say.

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The wine and hands are fast, and the time is in the middle of the afternoon in the blink of an eye.

Ye Jinwen looked at the two slightly drunk men while packing the wine bottle, and continued to solo with absolute firmness.

They are not tired, he is tired.

On the surface, it is a heads-up, but in fact they are drinking each other.

Fortunately, he is only a younger brother, otherwise he would have to get involved in the battle of the boss.

Xiao Qimo didn't know what round it was, so he threw the empty wine bottle on the coffee table, leaned on the sofa and smiled.

It's more enjoyable than drinking, but I don't know if Yun Sang's heart can be happy.

Yun Sang's eyes were a little blurry. His skin was white, and he couldn't tan even if he tanned. He was naturally white, and his cheeks that had turned red from drinking were particularly obvious.

After finishing a round, he filled a bottle of wine to himself, put down the empty wine bottle, and sat on the sofa very quietly with his head down.

"Brother Yun?" Ye Jinwen called out to him.

Sang Yun smiled lightly and felt that his mouth was a little dry. He drank too much beer, and he always felt this way. He looked up and saw the mineral water that Xiao Qimo had placed on the table.

He didn't mind that it was drunk, just because the bottle of water was closest to him, he reached for it.