"You're cheating, Mu Chen's cheating, the full picture, perspective, experience, blood locking, all are cheats!!!" Ping Liang, who was shocked and couldn't close his chin, shouted with a knife.

This is no longer the limit, it is the limit!

Are we really the same game?

God knows why Pingliang's knife became the person he hated the most.

This id is very storytelling. He was playing Dota videos in high school. A professional player retired as a commentator and won 60 consecutive games from zero.

Because of this terrible record, coupled with the excellent consciousness in the game, various blind vision guessing people's position and other operations.

He was scolded by a man named Pingliang's knife on the opposite side. This person opened the full picture, otherwise how could he have such a good consciousness!

He scolded him for a whole game and became famous for a while.

The optimistic team's assistant, Brother Dao, also named this name in League of Legends, mocking the naughty guy who couldn't understand the master's operation and scolded him as a slut.

In this game, he was shocked by the continuous magical operations and scolded several plug-ins.

He even forgot that this is playing a game, where did the plug-in come from?

"Liangpi, calm down, this is playing a game!" he touched his head and persuaded.

Liangpi was the nickname given to him by his teammates, and he shouted casually.

If you cheat, you will be cold-pie, and if you show off, you will be Brother Dao.

Brother Dao, who had been yelling for a long time, realized his incompetence.

Yes, this is a competition, where did you get the chance?

I could only sigh inwardly that he was lucky.

Because he couldn't hear the blood in the voice, commander Chen Mu's blood supply and the words "pretending to the extreme" that let the bullets fly for a while.

Not only them, but also the commentators.

"Oh my god, I just upgraded to sixth!"

"It's amazing, I didn't die in the last three points of blood."

"Xiaoliang is so lucky this wave. He should be habitually giving his teammates a try. He didn't expect to save Mu Chen's life!" Maple Ye Wutong and the others, saying one by one, I said the combination of this wave of operation and luck.

The barrage is filled with a word!

Lock!

My teammates, some people were already trembling with scare. What kind of player are I playing against?

Mu Chen’s two-year Grand Slam really makes sense!

This is not something humans can do!

Even the captain's automatic tracking bullets on the road were counted. Mu Chen is a god.

Xiaoliang quickly picked up a glass of water, took a sip and suppressed the shock, scaring the baby to death.

Xiaoliang thought that this was Chen Mu’s limit and that was God.

But Chen Mu himself still has an insurance policy.

His w has not been opened yet, so let Xiaoliang have a breastfeed to see if his blood volume can return to the safety line.

If it is not enough, open w and cause a little damage.

Then after seeing the value, confirm that it is not needed, and you can save this w.

In the end, he only had three drops of health, and he almost failed to show off. Chen Mu thought, he would never play this extreme again.

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Chapter completed!