After listening to Lu Lusheng scolding "spicy chicken server", "spicy chicken limited activity", "ghost planning, spicy chicken marketing", Hu Luobei no longer wanted to ask the result - 300% is cold.

Sure enough, the robbers who were looking for sent messages to everyone one after another: "I didn't get it." Only one of the robbers said that he had opened six machines, multi-line operations, and finally grabbed the bird of a relatively unpopular summoning warlock. Head Cane, a team of Dark Warlock substitute briquettes jumped up happily and ran to Yan Xinran to express his wish for a Bird Head Cane.

Yan Xinran: "You are a dark warlock."

Briquettes: "But I can cut into summoning warlocks, they are all warlocks anyway."

"Wow, it's so heartbreaking." Yan Xinran threw himself into Yan Weiran's arms: "Why can't thieves be like warlocks, and different schools don't even have overlapping weapons."

Yan Weiran patted his brother away in disgust: "You ask me who I am going to ask."

The briquettes got the contact information of the agent who grabbed the bird's head stick from Yan Le, and happily paid the money to get the goods.

Hu Luobei straddled the chair in turn, resting his chin on the back of the chair, and stared blankly at the back of the briquettes for several minutes. His heart was empty, and winning the scrims wouldn't make him happy.

The atmosphere in the entire training room was very sluggish. Qin Fei tapped the whiteboard with the pointer and said, "Look here, friends, you haven't reviewed the game yet."

Seeing that a group of team members were just like Yan Li's cabbage, Qin Fei didn't feel right about training people when he replayed the game. After picking up a few key issues, quickly went through it and waved off the meeting.

"I'm going to have a live broadcast to be happy." Wang Baobao walked back to his seat and opened the live broadcast room: "It's definitely not me who didn't grab it alone."

Lu Lusheng looked at him: "Your idea is very good." After that, he asked the other team members: "Boom is usually the same with live broadcasts? It's the fans who are happy?" There was surprise in his tone.

"No." Yan Le said, "It's usually his fans who take him hahaha."

Lu Lusheng nodded: "That sounds normal."

Wang Bangbang: "What do you mean? I was bullied, I feel wronged, I'm going to cry, I have to be Beibei to fry the fish pond with me in order to laugh. Beibei, Bei—" Fatty shouted halfway stuck in throat.

"Is this so sad?" he stammered, suddenly at a loss.

Because Wang Bangbao and Hu Luobei were close, when he turned his head, he saw Hu Luobei lying on the stool, the corners of his mouth drooping slightly, and his eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry.

Others from LOBO immediately surrounded Hu Luobei and comforted Hu Luobei: "Isn't it limited, there is no next time if we can't grab it this time." The competition, the prize money is appropriate." "Oh, Beibei, don't cry, let me pull a weed for you, I just heard that these models are not good."

Although a little lost, Hu Luobei, who was not sad enough to cry: "...I'm not, I'm not."

"Don't be embarrassed, Fatty cried before he ate the last crayfish. It's not ashamed." Yan Xinran handed Hu Luobei a tissue.

Wang Bang exploded: "Fart, labor and management have never cried."

Yan Le: "Yes, in fact, he was drunk. Xiaoxin used to cry when he was drunk."

Wang Bang burst "hehehe" and laughed, and Yan Xin was mad: "That's why you lied to me to eat mustard!"

Hu Luobei: "I'm really not very sad, and I don't want to cry." He pointed to his face and said, "Natural." After that, he rubbed his face and looked a little better, and then he froze for a while, It became aggrieved again.

Everyone: "..." It's amazing!

"Really? Can I touch it?" Yan Xin was about to move, and Hu Luobei tilted his head back: "No."

After realizing that Hu Luobei didn't want to cry, everyone went back to the game, group row, single row, single row, Wang Bangbao once again invited Hu Luobei to bomb the fish pond, but was rejected, and struggled alone in a tuba. went. So much so that the audience in his live studio asked, "Did Fatty take the wrong medicine today?"

Wang Bang burst out: "Have you grabbed the limit?" He successfully counterattacked. There was a buzz in the live room.

When Hu Luobei boarded the game and opened the friend list, he found that Pei Peize was actually online in the list. He sent a message in the past, and the system replied: The opponent is preparing for the game and cannot be connected, and a letter has been mailed for you.

Generally, this is a prompt that appears during the game or when checking the account before the game. From the perspective of time, Pei Peize should belong to the latter.

It is daytime in Los Angeles now, and they are playing at night at local time. Hu Luobei sent Pei Peize another message of "come on for the game". Just as he was about to start scattered platoons, the WeChat video rang.

Hu Luobei was stunned for a moment. Although only the screen was opened, the still very active barrage started to brush like crazy: "Take it! Take it! Take it!"

Although the audience was very enthusiastic, and the deep-water torpedoes and small mine grenades were smashed one by one, Hu Luobei still ruthlessly turned off the live broadcast. In the live broadcast room, which was completely dark and had no sound at all, the barrage used text to form a crying army, what QAQ, T_T, π_π, the whole screen was full. Occasionally, there are one or two barrages such as "You are so cruel!"

Hu Luobei closed the live broadcast room without hesitation, connected to the video, and the picture jumped out to be half of Pei Peize's body, with his back facing the camera.

Hu Luobei blinked: "Pei Pei?"

Pei Peize turned around with a swipe, and dubbed himself "咻——" The short dagger quickly swept across the camera, and Pei Peize skillfully turned the trick.

"Handsome or not?" He asked Hu Luobei across the screen.

Hu Luobei's eyes fell on the dagger in his hand: "issued by the game company?" Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other ways to get the limited model. If it was a snap purchase, it has not been shipped yet, but Pei Peize is already playing with it.

Pei Peize said: "Yes, the game company gave each player a model of this profession. In addition, the players who entered the Hall of Fame this time can get an additional set of all-professional weapon models for the specified season. Do you want to do it?"

Hu Luobei grabbed the screen with both hands and nodded vigorously: "Get rid of other people, you are the best!"

Pei Peize smiled, like a fox that has become a virgin: "Then, will I be rewarded when I come back?"

Hu Luobei: "You can choose whatever you want."

Pei Peize: "The deal is done, don't go back." After he finished speaking, he hung up the screen, so neatly that Hu Luobei almost doubted whether it was a fraud. But after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of anything worthy of Pei Peize's routine, so he gave up thinking.

The global professional God of War game was held in Los Angeles at local night time. It was noon in China. Hu Luobei woke everyone up to get up and watch Pei Peize's game.

At 10 o'clock, a group of people sat sleepily on the sofa in the hall. Only Hu Luobei was in good spirits. He took the dog out for two laps and came back with a meal for the dogs.

Qin Fei and Lu Lusheng were shocked when they stepped into the base. The former even felt that the way he opened the door was not right, so he pulled Lu Lusheng out and opened the door again.

Lu Lusheng: "Are you a staff maker?"

Qin Fei: "I really encountered a ghost today. Why do they get up so early?"

Hu Luobei's terminal is connected to the floating screen in the hall of the base. At this time, the player's personal VCR is being put in. Pei Peize is worthy of the title of LOBO male model and the god of assassins. As soon as he appeared, he caused the screams of face fans and thieves fans on the scene.

The host shouted several times to make the scene quiet again. What followed was a lengthy opening speech. The LOBO people, who were already sleepy, fell directly on the sofa and fell asleep.

Hu Luobei went to the kitchen to get some food, and sat cross-legged in the middle, watching Pei Peize while eating.

Qin Fei pulled Lu Lusheng over and said quietly: "It's over, I think this child has been poisoned by A Pei, and he was eaten to death."

Lu Lusheng spread his hands: "Bamboo horses and bamboo horses, it's better to cultivate them."

After speaking, the two sighed at the same time: "It's really a winner in life."

At the end of the speech and the warm-up, Hu Luobei woke up the sleeping people one by one. Because the first rounds of different occupations were played at the same time, six viewing channels appeared on the TV screen, six respectively. major occupations.

Rogues, mages, priests, warlocks, warriors and knights.

Hu Luobei chose the thief channel. The screen switched. Several thieves players were sitting in separate soundproof booths. The camera swept across. Pei Peize raised his eyebrows and adjusted his headphones. Because of this close-up, Hu Luobei smashed a bouquet of 999 on the official platform.

Wang Baobao was stunned, and when Hu Luobei wanted to make money again, he rushed over and stopped him: "Brother, calm down, this is the net income of the platform, and the players share less than half a cent. If your hands are itchy, Why don't you give the boss a red envelope."

Hu Luobei: "Okay."

The first round adopts a double-elimination system. The opponent is randomly selected. The winner will enter the upper bracket to advance, and the loser will enter the loser bracket for the second game. If the second game still loses, then the player's global god of warThe game is coming to an end, and the Hall of Fame behind him has nothing to do with him.Of course, if he wants to, he can be a daigou and get rich.

Pei Peize's number card is 1, which means that he has the highest overall score in the ladder so far, and is officially recognized as the No. 1 seed.The system lottery interface began to scroll, and Hu Luobei was actually a little nervous for the first time, and he didn't feel it when he played the game himself.

With a "stop" from the host in the channel, the pointer fell on the number plate number 6.

And this number six, unfortunately, happened to be Li Zhenxuan.

"Oh go~ One, come out, good, play." This is the true reflection of everyone's heart.