Chapter 151: CGL City Race

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--- The fourth, the helms master [two silver].
"The tower is good!"
In the screams of four female servants, such as Qu Jingjing, Meng Fan walked over, smiled and said hello, then curiously looked at Wu Tong and asked, "How are you here?"
Of course, Wu Tong did not wear a maid costume, these ten people, still Qu Jingjing four people dressed in maid costume.
Wu Tong smiled and said: "Give you fuel."
"Hey Hey hey."
At this time, there was a strong dissatisfaction on the side: "We are a few too, don't see it!"
Meng Fan glanced around Zhang standing on the side, Xing Tie Song and Chen Daqiang, and said: "Oh." Then he and Wang Yanan, Wei Zhixue and other girls laughed and said hello.
"Brother dei."
Dafei and Guns, and Sao Fan hats also arrived. As soon as they looked at the lineup at the door, they took a sigh of relief and gave Meng Fan a thumbs up: "Or you are a cow!"
A group of people walked in together. Today, the video game city has been closed. The entire video game city only serves the cgl competition. The front of the shooting machine has also been cleaned up. Many machines have been removed, and a large block has been vacated. A circle, except for the other players who can't enter, can only stand outside.
"Then I went in."
Meng Fan and Wu Tong said a word, and then showed up with the player card, went in, punched in, and then lined up to warm up.
At 8:50, the organizer came out to make a speech and then started the first round of the singles.
Meng Fan is divided into group b, and Dafei is a group.
"Iron Tower."
Qu Jingjing shouted at Meng Fan when she was preparing for the group a. When Meng Fan came closer, he said, "Isn't the adult broadcast live today?"
Meng Fan took a look at Wu Tong.
Wu Tong did not let the cockroaches happen, said with a smile: "I remember that you had a live broadcast last time."
Meng Fan took out his mobile phone, opened the live broadcast room, and then gave the mobile phone to Wu Tong.
"I don't know how to shoot." Wu Tong looked at Qu Jingjing, and when she saw her nod, she gave her the phone.
"Wu Tong is so good, it's no wonder that the Iron Tower likes you so much."
Qu Jingjing happily took over the mobile phone and started the live broadcast.
The first shot of the first round of a group of ten people ended very quickly. The first shot of this group was also to let Meng Fan really see the level of the players in the city. The first time in group a, 8 people cast 700 points. Above, 2 people are around 690, of which the highest is 759 points!
Group b played, Meng Fan was standing in front of the No. 8 machine.
"Italian big guys come on!"
"Italian big guys come on!"
The voice of Qu Jingjing’s four people suddenly pulled everyone’s attention, and then moved to Meng Fan’s body.
"This is the 800 gods in the storefront?"
"Nyima Mara!"
Now is the information age, Meng Fan's performance in the previous store competition, naturally know a lot of people, especially these players, must be known to know each other, suddenly killed a hundred gods, the video is definitely going to see .
Of course, this look, you can't see the maid's servant army of the tower, and the interesting picture of "I'm sorry I'm boastful."
Meng Fan turned back and waved to his "friends and relatives", because Wu Tong was slightly excited here. Others, after the last killing of the storefront, Meng Fan was considered a former person. The players in the world.
The whistle sounded and the shot started.
Meng Fan went into the state after throwing a dozen in a row, and the hand speed slowly came up. The first pass ended up with only 235 points for him. The second level caught up with the usual state, the third level. It is really power... The fourth level is over and scores 787 points.
Group b is the highest and is currently the highest.
"It’s really a cow!"
"It seems that this iron tower is in a good state today."
"In this state, it is affirmative to cast eight percent today."
There are also some discussions in the invincible voice of the maids of the maids. Compared to the storefront, everyone is not so directed at Meng Fan, but the smell of gunpowder among the contestants seems to be stronger.
Group c played, Dafei went to the side of Meng Fan, pointing to the tall and thin man standing in front of the No. 5 machine, said: "This person is nicknamed Fengshen, our Hangzhou City station is the biggest competitor, It is also a great who can vote eight hundred percent."
The shooting started... The shooting ended, and the onlookers exclaimed. The high-skinned man of the genius Fengshen was really bullish, and his hand was very hot. He scored a high score of 809 in the first game.
"Don't hide it."
Dharma took a shot of Meng Fan and then played, the second time a group started.
The second general score of group a was better than the first one. The highest one scored 798 points and the difference was one hundred.
After this time, the smell of gunpowder on the scene was completely over.
Three groups, each group has a master who may or has broken 800!
"Come on."
After Wu Tong saw Meng Fan on the court, he turned and looked at himself. He smiled and waved his fist to Meng Fan. Did he just cheer him up?
This time, Meng Fan started to enter the state, and the more he went, the faster he went.
At the end of the first pass, the eyes of the people watching the game were all attracted to Meng Fan.
This is not only because of the strong sense of existence, but the picture of Meng Fan is so amazing.
too fast!
This is almost a sentence that everyone has come up with, and then I can't say anything else. Then, it will be over.
"Hold me, Meng fat, super god!"
"What kind of sand sculpture is live, is it a multiple play?"
"Hahaha, I know someone said this!"
"Meng Boss has a real hand in this hand! The teacher of the painting world, Kato, understands!"
The water friends in the live room are not so strong across the screen, and they are still able to spit and blow.
"824! Can anyone tell me what grade this is!"
"I seem to hear the sound of cold air on the scene!"
"I heard this too!"
"Sorry, I only heard the gasping of the maid's army!"
The audience was dumbfounded after watching Meng Fan's shooting ~EbookFREE.me~ Then, a lot of people really forgot to look at the final score the first time, but blinked or took off the glasses. eye.
Look at it!
In the group c, a player with a of the wind touched his elbow and slammed him: "Fengshen, you met your opponent!"
Fengshen’s eyes have been on Meng Fan, nodded and said:
Really, it seems that it is a bit difficult to enter the provincial finals this year!

In the gcl basketball competition, the provincial finals, there is only one place in Hangzhou Station.
The c group started for the second time. The focus of everyone's attention was on Fengshen. The game saw here. Basically, everyone knows that today's single-player and runner-up battles are on Fengshen and the Iron Tower.
c God is also in a good state, and did not directly collapse because of the emergence of such an opponent like Meng Fan, but cast his best results this year, 818 points!