Chapter 1615: Old K on the field

  Chapter 1615 Old K enters the field
  Suy and Tao glanced at each other. The latter did not want to bet on such uncertain things: "God bey, the opponent is you. It is unfair to our newcomer who has just played for two years."
  Mo Bei looked at him, his eyes were calm: "You made a mistake of the rules, and the one who beat you is not me."
  As soon as these words came out, Mao Maoxiong suddenly turned his head, brother, what are you talking about!
  Tao froze, and immediately said: "You mean to say..."
   "K is playing with you." Mobei's voice has not changed, it is still so light: "I am only responsible for guiding, not playing."
Hearing these words, Huang Mao took a sigh of relief and went to look at Huan Leng: "Captain, bey, this is the rhythm she's going to fight for. How do I think that old K's green tea is not like it was before. "
   Called Leng without comment: "Look at."
   Huang Mao heard the words and calmed down a little bit: "That's right, you really have to watch, maybe the green tea of ​​old K is really pretending!"
  Suy and Tao looked at each other again, it is impossible for them to make a mistake in K's situation.
  Many online revelations have traces to follow.
  The current K, it's okay to play against ordinary players, but it will definitely be difficult to play against them.
  Some of the organizing committee's words are just that they don't want other teams to catch their handle, and then target the dead K.
  Starting, everyone wants to do it.
  After all, this is Milan, the World Series.
  As long as you can show up in this kind of event, and if you win or not, your business value will definitely increase.
  The reason why they think it is unfair is also because it is impossible to give them a chance to start with an old man like Zhao Sanpang as a coach.
  Bey, but those old people brought it up with one hand, even if the black material is up to the sky, she will be allowed to play.
  K, let alone the boss’s son.
  Players like them who rely on their own efforts and have no connections and backgrounds, want this starter, they can't reach it at all.
  Now the opportunity lies before them.
  Playing bey, there is indeed a risk of losing.
  In the domestic trials, more than a dozen of them teamed up, but they couldn't beat her.
  But if you have forgotten what the game skills are, they shouldn’t fight. Doesn’t it seem that they are pretty foolish?
   "Okay." Tao's eyes are glowing: "1V1, I agree with Suy."
  Huang Mao holds his forehead: "I don’t agree with anyone who replaces this. I want to take advantage of the old K’s green tea amnesia and go up to revenge."
   Huan Leng did not speak, motioned him to look ahead.
  The expressions of Zhao Sanpang and Feng Yi are almost the same.
  They didn’t stop it, so people couldn’t figure out what they were thinking.
  Suy has his own worries: "If Tao and I win, will we really make a start? Fat man, do you agree? Feng, do you agree?"
The implication of    is obvious, that is, he is talking about the relationship of K, he is worried about capital dominance.
  "Agree." Feng Yi has a neat suit and a full business style: "The starting lineup, the world convention, is originally 1v1, isn't it, Nair."
   was put on the long legs of the named Feng Nai, and said casually: "Whatever."
  "How can this be casual." Feng Yi chuckled: "You have to understand the rules. Two minutes, one tower and one blood."
  Feng Nai's slender fingertips turned the black pen, then stopped, and the wooden chair pushed back: "Yes."
   "Is it okay for the old man, or is he pretending?" Huang Mao couldn't understand it anymore.
Huan Leng stood up and said the first sentence after coming to the conference room: "Whether he is really okay or pretending. He has to win to be eligible to start, otherwise, within two minutes of bey's proposal, there is nothing significance."
"what?"
  (End of this chapter)