Chapter 1351: No. 1326, Nabek

Chapter 1351: One Thousand Twenty-Sixth, Nai Beitang
"I want to win, and no one can stop me."
Xu Yiwan froze because she had never seen that look.
It was like coming out of hell, with cold air from head to toe.
Xu Yiwan's first reaction was to see Feng Nai: "You can see clearly, she is not what you are like, she doesn't understand anything, she knows everything, and her heart is darker than me. You listen more to what everyone says, if not her There is something wrong with it. How did those remarks come out? You have heard her now, and you put the winning first. You will treat her as a white moon without any means ... "
"I like what she looks like." Feng Nai interrupted her, her voice with a seriousness never before: "This person, I knew her earlier than gossip. Baiyueguang? Oh, she has always been My supreme god, did n’t tell you, I ’m the only fan, and I ’m very brain-impaired, I wo n’t take off the powder forever. What kind of person she is, I know better than anyone. When is it here? "
Hongying wanted to hear how his young master was embarrassing. He didn't expect to turn to a confession.
Master, this really bit people and sold them again.
"Ms. Xu, a professional player who accepts bribes, affects the game system. The organizing committee has assisted the investigation. There are already departments involved and you need to take a trip."
As he said, he turned to one side and two plain clothes appeared behind him.
The Feng family kept on this matter, and the Xu family itself did a lot of things without morality. It is not surprising that Xu Yiwan was arrested.
Zhang Zihao was terrified. He thought he was playing a fake match and was found to be disqualified. Now Xu Yiwan has been detained. He has no background. What should he do?
No need to think about it all.
But Xu Yiwan's punishment will be heavier than Zhang Zihao.
Watch this scene.
Mo Nan's hand was really released.
That battlefield, facet paralysis has been alone for too long.
That way, she always walked by herself.
That's why he wants to come back.
Now Mo Nan found that even if he was really retired, he would have no worries.
His family was paralyzed, and there was someone who could stay with her in the dark.
Say yes to go to the championship together, he will probably lose faith.
Mo Nan looked at Mo Bei's right hand, and after stopping for three seconds, he turned to look at the thin little devil.
The thin little demon had just crawled out of the background, and the clean little shirt was always stained with dirt. He was frowning there until he touched Mo Nan's gaze, and he stopped moving.
Mummy is right.
Since they are twins, there must be no difference in intelligence.
That matter should be hidden.
The little devil stood there without moving.
Xiaomi Lin didn't know what happened, he reached out and picked the leaves off his head, and asked, "An'an, where did you go just now? The game was stopped. It turned out that someone from Lanfang had been playing Nan brother and Sister Bei, it's so abominable! I can't even get used to such a little chicken, Sister Bei ... "
"How is the result of the game?"
Mo Bei's voice came over there, very cold but clinging to a result.
The staff couldn't give an accurate answer. After all, such things have never happened before, let alone they can't do the master.
It was only when the man turned pale and asked their results that they were a bit unbearable.
After all, as a staff member, you always know more than the audience.
Including communication within the team.
From the first game to the present, bey is not easy.
But this is not easy to say to others.
This is a critical period. This incident broke out. People blame the Huaxia team members, not Xu Yiwan or Zhang Zihao.
They weren't sure if bey could understand it. They just said, "I want to investigate."
Make every effort to get to this point.
They were also afraid that the real players would be chilling, and even the voice of speaking was a little low.
I thought I would be dissatisfied, after all, bey already ...
But just when they were ready for this mentality.
The figure standing there said again: "I see."
Just got it?
Some of the staff did not respond.
Mo Bei's voice was faint: "There are also foreign players who come to watch the game. According to the organizing committee, reduce the impact."
The staff startled, bey, bey her ... did she think of that too?
Just when he wasn't sure.
There was another word in my ear: "Huaxia players should not be positioned by such a game today."
Suddenly, something erupted from the staff's heart.
As a player, she understands all the decisions they make.
Including her suspension at the time?
The old man heard this sentence across the screen, and his eyes flickered.
Then he shouted three times: "Okay."
He was preconceived, pure and kind, this child has never been.
Instead, standing there, her whole body was black, and she could return to life, carrying her shoulders.
In a way, she is more suitable to be a team leader than that boy.
"Go announce." The old man said, "In accordance with the special rules for the trials, tell everyone the results of the game."
"But you can't do this alone, just in case ..."
The old man interrupted him: "I take full responsibility. At this point, it is time for the child to feel that there is still light at the end of the road."
The man laughed and said, "I'll read it out immediately."
On the field.
Not many people care about the results.
The barrage is also pulling the skin.
Some said that Xu Yiwan deserved it, some said the punishment was too severe, and some said the video's origin was unknown.
In their opinion, Zhang Zihao, who played fake games, was even more hateful.
Probably, the only one who cares about the results is Mo Bei.
She retracted her gaze from the record shown on the screen, then looked at her right hand.
She was scared.
Afraid of being unable to go to the end.
Afraid not to be worthy of standing next to this person.
If there is another game, what will she do?
It was like knowing what she was thinking.
Feng Nai reached out and held her left hand, then opened her mouth: "Sister, I can't get in your eyes for long? Give you time to see something else? Follow me."
Mo Bei could detect a change in his tone.
Feng Dashao always does not touch Yang Chunshui with fingers, and he doesn't know anything about medicine.
After bringing people to the background, even the eyes were dark, and they called the most professional private doctor.
Few Feng Nai will be exposed in front of people, this time it is really a bit broken.
Mo Bei saw that he was sweating, as if suppressing something.
His left hand was free, and he pressed it on his head. "You dangle like this, it's so cute and eye-catching, it's easy to distract me."
After the private doctor heard that sentence, the medicine almost crooked.
lovely?
Who! ?
What a scary adjective!
The shadows are used to looking at the ceiling.
The dark mist under Feng Nai's eyes was spreading a little, and then he squatted down: "You lied to me once again and said that there would be a sense of proportion."
Mo Bei lowered his eyes, his hands still on his head, and said nothing.
Feng Nai smiled at this time: "But it doesn't matter. After this, you won't be alone anymore, after all, it's me."
"Um." Mo Bei responded, still little blood on his face.
Feng Nai's hand was clenching on one side, but she did not show any violent violence in front of Mo Bei, and only maintained that posture: "So, there is a little brother Wang Ye to take you and lie down well."
After listening to this sentence, Mo Bei couldn't help but hook up: "Okay."
Feng Nai looked at the face, and Chu Xue receded, and her heartbeat sounded.
Don't want others to see it too.
Subconscious movements are always fast.
Stand up and press the person directly into his arms: "If you are tired, sleep for a while, I will take care of something."
"Well." There is a sleeping ingredient in the medicine, but Mo Bei is a little worried about his condition, and the sweat itself is not normal.
The game is still suspended.
The follow-up to any event will not be easy.
Sometimes the shadows admire Master's conversion.
But coming out of that door, the eyes under the glasses of Phnom Penh have a qualitative change.
If you say, in front of Miss Mo, his milk is like a little Satsuma.
Then he is vicious like a wolf.
Zhang Zihao shivered at the appearance of Feng Nai.
But he didn't even look at him, and passed straight by.
"It seems that the price I added is not enough." Feng Nai stopped in front of Xu Yiwan. He smiled and said lightly: "But I, like you, believe that some people can sell for their vanity all."
Xu Yiwan didn't know how to describe the feeling of seeing him reappear. The whole person seemed to be immersed in ice water, as if near death.
"It's a perfect hand."
This is the first time he has touched her.
Her fingertips clasped her wrists, and she only tapped twice: "You people's hands can be kept. Why?"
Feng Nai is a professional jungler, and he wanted to defeat bey from the beginning.
What is the status of that person.
He knows better than anyone.
These people, what is destroyed, is a person who can go into the wild alone and create countless miracles.
Why have to force her to this step.
Feng Nai lowered his voice: "Whoever will be happy, no matter what the ending is, but bey can't come back, you think, I will let you go in just so easily?"
Xu Yiwan trembled, her eyes trembling with fear, "You, what do you want to do?",
Feng Nai raised his hand and pressed the call button, his tone was light: "Really, Mr. Xu finally figured it out. I only need one hand, and the rest of the family will not be involved."
Xu Yiwan struggled: "You don't go too far! You treat me this way! The audience won't let you go! Do you think she can be peaceful if you deal with me? I'll see how many Imperial League fans will pull her out , And you, sooner or later, will finish playing together, you have no humanity at all! "
"Human nature?" Feng Nai put his hand back lazily, and then took out the paper towel to be clean, and slowly opened his mouth: "That thing is not the best."
Xu Yiwan madly wanted Feng Nai to come back.
Some people do feel that this is too cruel, but it is just a bribe to fight a fake match, so why break one's hand?
Who knows.
After this time, it's impossible for bey to return ...
good night…
(End of this chapter)