Chapter 1437: One thousand four hundred and thirteen, together

Chapter 1437: Fourteen Thirteen One Thousand
"Who tells you, that will happen."
Slam!
The door of the conference room was suddenly opened.
A slender figure walked slowly in from the door.
His face was paler than ever, without a trace of blood, as if he had just stepped out of the snow and ice, and his sides were sharp and handsome.
The former Sven was lazy, with only a pair of eyes left, the dark one without the slightest temperature.
And his hands were stained with blood.
Drop by drop, falling down your fingertips.
He seemed to be the one who didn't even notice that he was hurt. "Who allows you, to what point?"
It was Feng Nai. He still wore a uniform that was too late to be changed. The black collar lined his features deeper, his nose was straight, and his eyes were extremely cold.
He squinted and looked at the man.
The man stunned: "I mean, so many people are waiting for the result. This is another international competition. As a professional player, you should consider your own reasons. The organizing committee will receive bey every day. Everyone believes that the current speed of bey is not suitable for participating in the competition. Even if our organizing committee regrets talents, we must also talk about principles. The national team depends on strength, and it will be difficult for us to continue. do."
When Feng Nai heard this, his face was still beautiful, without the slightest expression.
He looks like Mo Bei, and is different from it.
Because of the arc drawn from the corner of the mouth: "Yes."
"Since it's so difficult to do, just announce that Bey can be retired." Feng Nai walked over and stood on the right side of Mo Bei, with a nonchalant voice: "Don't you call her and call her?"
That man wants to say something.
Feng Nai interrupted him softly: "By the way, I also announced that I will retire together."
That's it.
He said that the wind was light and light.
But the faces of the people sitting there changed.
You have to know why there is such a big hope of winning this year, a large part of it is because there is Feng Nai, including why they will consider people to play instead of bey, but also because of Feng Nai.
In today's battle, many people know one thing, that is, Bey's left field is not impossible to replace.
Since Feng Nai can fight, that's enough.
Therefore, there will be such a result.
But now he actually said he was going to retire! ?
How could he retire regardless of everything?
"You are the captain of the entire team!" Someone shouted, "How can you, how can you retire for such a trivial matter!"
Feng Nai couldn't help laughing, and her pale fingertips drew to one side: "Little things? Do you know what little things in your mouth are to me? You ruined my gods and let me continue to fight for them , Ah, which one of you guys is worth me to play this game, and I do n’t have an ac number in my heart? What is my purpose as a professional player, and I have finally stood in this position for what I win! For, and She ’s together ... That place, if it ’s not with her, it does n’t make any sense, and you do n’t take the responsibility of a professional player to oppress me, I am born with no sense of responsibility.

"You, you ..." The popular, speechless at all, turned and looked at the old man standing in the center: "Xu Lao, look at this situation, what should we do? We dare not offend Feng, but the contest Immediately, what if the captain abandoned the match? "
Before waiting for Xu Lao to speak, another person dragged the sleeves of his peers: "I think this matter depends on how bey does it."
"What does bey do?"
"Yes, look at bey." Then, the man sighed: "bey, you are also a generation's memory, you really want to retire because of your personal relationship problems when you are so important ? "
Mo Bei didn't talk, didn't even look at him. From the beginning, her eyes kept on Feng Nai's hand.
"Bey, if you think about it, king is really retired, everyone will guess that he is for you. Do you think this is worthy of the people who have been in the e-sports industry for a long time? Both practitioners and those Wouldn't you be afraid to see the audience we won again? Bear these insults. "
Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, dark and cold, just when he was about to speak.
Her wrist was held by someone. It was Mo Bei. She still didn't look at others, her voice was very soft: "I'm not afraid."
Only two words made the people present silent for a while.
Her voice quality was consistently cold: "I've already carried it."
I have long been burdened.
In this sentence, even Xu Lao, who was about to speak, let go of the tea cup in his hand.
It's up to the two children.
This incident is ridiculous in itself.
A group of people stood on the moral high ground, using the darkest and hidden methods, to force the useless people to retire, and then let the other person do their best to fight?
how can that be?
Who is insisting? Who hasn't given up? And whoever chooses to come back, no matter what has happened, has no change in heart, and has blood in his heart?
This child, with a spirited look, has also seen him.
Now she stands here and says, "I've been carrying it."
"Not bad this time." Mo Beiyu fell in front of everyone's eyes. The desolation revealed by his eyes had a shocking aura: "Just scold."
From beginning to end, there was an uneven tone.
This caused some uneasy people to panic.
It also panics those who simply want to win.
"Bey, even if you don't care, you have to think about king. He's retired now, that's right for him, for Feng family ..."
Mo Bei interrupted the man by saying: "If I stand in hell, he will go there to catch me one step in advance. I want him to stand there cleanly, just need to play the game well, But you always don't allow it, do you? "
"There must be some misunderstandings here, bey, you weren't like this before. If you think about Qin Mo when you were in Imperial League, you must have taught you responsibility."
Mo Bei looked at him: "My sister-in-law did teach me responsibility, but my master also told me that if anyone makes you uncomfortable, just do whatever you want and let him die."
The man froze.
Mr. Xu sighed, "North, come, you come here to me."
For Xu Lao, Mo Bei will not disrespect.
However, Feng Nai didn't want to go. A handsome face didn't recover much temperature. It was still pale and colorless, but it was more embarrassing.
Mo Bei shook his hand so that his hand would not sag, then took a person's wrist, took two steps forward, and stopped in front of the old man: "Xu Lao."
(End of this chapter)