Chapter 686: Feel unable to perform

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After a few minutes of confrontation, I thought it would be a peak duel. The low-key brother used a spike to tell all the audiences what the absolute strength is.
One blow ended the battle with the first female player in the arena, and the follow-up effects continued. Dawei exited the arena and looked at the guest seats on the auction table. There was an unsearchable smile in his eyes, and his eyes were still on him. Body.
The meaning passed on is self-evident.
Yi Yi still smiled bitterly: "It seems that the low-key brother is indeed the first master. I don't think I need to play a game."
After speaking, leave the table directly.
There is really no need to fight on. If it is a wonderful battle between you and me, even if the low-key brother wins in the end, I feel that it is just a strong one, and it is not insurmountable.
But this kind of situation where either no shot is taken and the shot is killed is absolutely strong. No one can see his depth at all. The kite ’s lesson is in front. The low-key brother ’s strength is unknown. Forcing pk is not attachment, it is a crime. .
It is not shameful to lose to the first master, but I am a pretty woman anyway. There are millions of fans in the live broadcast. Baba puts her face up and beats people, but she is also cheap.
Gaze swept across the venue, and Da Wei and Gao Leng kept silent.
But everyone can understand what he means, who else?
"Not brother bragging, all present here are dregs, ha ha ha!" Da Wei laughed in his heart, not everyone can deter the four with one eye.
In the live room of Qin Xuemei, a group of players in the Master League silently silently gave the same idea. Fortunately, Folding Kent Chicken has regressed from the overall situation, otherwise, it claims to be a Master League, and it ca n’t even catch a move It's the real shame, and the Master League doesn't need to exist anymore, it's a joke.
Even the Kendall was a little bleak, not because he was persuaded by the momentum, but because he felt that he had to confront such a pervert in the beginning, step by step. He must admit that the low-key brother shows the strength, he really can't compare, it is too special to hit people.
When someone shines his hand, he makes himself feel weak. If he doesn't talk to himself, does he still have to take it?
The results of the celebration were very satisfying. Dawei thought about it and had nothing to do with himself. He simply withdrew from the venue and the task of building the city continued. Fahalani and a group of npcs were still discussing the construction of the aerial garden.
On the side of the war room, a lot of bosses applauded: "Slowly, the first master is the first master, not only won, but forcibly poured a bowl of chicken soup for the melon eaters!"
He can see that, of course, the bosses can also see that the deterrence of one shot and spike is enough to successfully support Song Mei to become the third national goddess.
The technical staff said with interest: "The bosses talk about the big things first, and I will follow up with the working group here and start brushing tickets!"
In the past, there were insider operations that I dared not brush. The limelight was relatively tight, and it was easy to be picked out by others. There is not so much worry now, righteousness is ahead, and even Weier's two competitors have withdrawn, and it is not too much to brush the ticket.
Moreover, how arrogant and how to brush, so that it can be shown that the Song beauty is popular, and for a while, it can also create a greater momentum for the God-building plan.
The matter has come to a successful conclusion. Just below the celebration party, Song Mei also landed in the war room and laughed: "I suddenly have an idea."
The bosses were still surprised to see her online, because Song Mei is not a lively person, and she has a quiet personality. She asks, "What do you think of beautiful women?"
Song Meili took a profound look at Dawei and smiled, "I think the influence of this low-key brother has also been reflected. Since the national goddess can sign and endorse various commercial advertisements, the effect of the first national master will be better. Right? "
The idea is indeed good, but the bosses and great great laughed.
"Why, is there too much time for low-key brothers?" Song Meili wondered.
It's not because the time wasted by endorsements, it's better to let the low-key brother use it to attack the task, and the value will be greater. It's because Song Meimei doesn't know that the low-key brother has already invested 300 million yuan. Is it necessary to receive business endorsements or something?
Maybe the value of a low-key brother can pay hundreds of thousands, which is almost the treatment of first- and second-tier stars. As a person with several hundred million families, will he care about that little money?
Money makes it easier to make money. It's just limited to the rich. When you have a huge sum of money, you don't need to worry about how to make money at all.
Not to mention interest, it is to promise which bank to deposit this money to help brush the quarterly results and tasks, etc., the benefits of eating more than hundreds of thousands.
Dawei would like to proudly tell his little girlfriend that he is now a billion-dollar man, but his low-key brother and Song Meiren are not familiar with each other and resist the urge to show his little girlfriend. Speak sooner or later, don't hurry.
And he underestimated the sensitive nerves of women. He laughed with the bosses. Song Meilai simply called over a phone. Dawei was quite embarrassed and banned herself from speaking in the combat chat room. Song Meilai said directly: "I Hungry, invite me to dinner! "
Dawei is a bit unclear. Therefore, the celebration is still going on, and the little girlfriend is not an indifferent person. What is this sudden waywardness?
"Is something wrong?" He subconsciously wondered if his identity was revealed.
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