Chapter 1645: Qin Family

   Chapter 1645 Qin Family Father and Son
   "Click, click."
  One-night training, 1v1 is a common occurrence. If you don’t have 1v1 players, you can team up.
  Everyone uses a very high-level number, and they play H-server team battles.
   came because the H service is recognized as difficult to play.
  Second, this breakout tournament system is different from the past, requiring individual kills and death rankings.
  Everyone is staring at the screen, constantly adapting to new styles of play.
  It is common for professional e-sports players to reverse day and night.
  But in order to adjust jet lag and physical skills, Zhao Sanpang prepared his big speaker early in the morning, stood there, raised his eyebrows at the thin little demon.
  The thin little devil is holding a remote control in his hand, and a toy electronic car is connected to the other side of the remote control.
  The appearance of the electronic car is almost exactly the same as Xiao Hei's, Lamborghini, poison.
  Along the long corridor of the hotel, you can see the electronic car slowly driving forward, stopping in front of each guest room, and then throwing a small ball.
  Zhao Sanpang glanced, tilted his head: "This works?"
   "Internal and external devices." The thin little demon continued to operate the remote control with a handsome face.
  Zhao Sanpang asked, "What do you mean?"
  The thin little devil stood there with short legs like lotus root festival, and took a sip of the pure milk on the small dining car: "When 003 comes back, you will know."
   "That thing is called 003?" As he watched, Zhao Sanfang didn't forget to complain: "I said An'an, don't you think that your child's lifestyle is different from other children? The dining table is also automatic?"
   Just when Zhao Sanpang reached out and touched the weird dining table.
  A mechanical recording sounded: "First-level danger, first-level danger! Master, there are bacteria that want to contaminate your breakfast!"
  Zhao Sanpang looked at the table that suddenly raised his "fist". He had never been so speechless in his life: "Me? Bacteria?"
   "002 is very sensitive to everyone except me, my mother, and grandpa butler." Bo Xiao Devil's pretty face was calm.
  Zhao Sanpang asked: "What about your dad?"
   "Heh." Bo Xiao Devil sneered, and said little: "Qin Mo."
  After a pause, two fists at the dining table were raised, and one of them did not know where the cactus ball came from: "Attack mode, start!"
boom!
  A small ball just bounced over!
  Zhao Sanpang, this fat man is so flexible: "An'an, don't hit someone in the face!"
  The ball still rubbed his arm.
  Zhao Sanpang glanced at the little thorns remaining on his clothes, and had to give a thumbs up: "Yes! An An, this is how you should deal with Qin shamelessly."
  The thin little devil raised a cup of milk, meaning that he was like-minded.
  Zhao Sanpang, this beauty, bowed his head, and sent the news to their previous group: "Hahahaha, Qin is shameless. He has to be attacked by cacti every day. It's so refreshing."
  Posted, I still don’t forget Aite’s party.
  "Cactus? What do you mean?" Lin Feng was pulling on his tie.
  Someone looked at him next to him: "Don't be booing."
  Lin Feng waved his hand: "There is definitely gossip, listen to it! Captain’s!"
  As long as Qin Mo suffers, people in the group will love it.
  Still waiting for Zhao Sanpang to break the news.
In the    group, such a sentence appeared.
  Qin Mo: "I didn't expect that An'an's gadgets could hurt people. It's my godson who has no choice, and the fat was stabbed miserably? That's so sad."
  Sad, you shit!
  Zhao Sanpang looked back and forth twice, after confirming that this was a mockery of him, turned his head and asked the little man: "An'an, have you hit your dad's scumbag?"
  (End of this chapter)