Chapter 365: 365th Broker Report

Chapter 365 The Broker's Report
Some people who watched the broadcast did not understand.
"What do you mean?"
"He? Who?"
"Who else can there be, Mo Nanji, he has an injury on his shoulder."
"So God is looking for a place for Monan?"
"So it seems that K's play is a bit familiar, and in the first half, it seemed that Yao Guang was dealing with Mo Nan."
"Is it the only thing I care about?"
"Although k God used to play the game, he must report it, but it was so obvious. This is the first time."
"I think I have to remind k that this is a game, we must prohibit it, we cannot be willful!"
The last sentence, the manager couldn't help but send it with a small phone!
To say such things and to do such things in the game is to hack.
Also, this was not the case for the young master.
How did you react so much this time.
Take your own medicine.
Take your own medicine!
The fat manager took a deep breath and turned his head to ask the people around him: "Master will give people medicine? Don't you smell?"
Assistant: ... Here he wants to know.
"Forget it." The fat manager thinks he can be many years old in a game, and now at least the rhythm is back to their side, he should be content.
And look at the master's hatred is so high, it should be better than usual.
Thinking of it this way, the fat manager's cell phone suddenly rang.
He has a dim sum!
After all, he just launched a barrage with a trumpet!
"You pick it up." Fat Jing Ideal threw the phone as an assistant. When he thought about the young masters' game, it was impossible to see what he said, and he brought the phone over again.
Answer key pressed: "Hello?"
"Miss Li?" The voice over there was magnetic, as if born with a smile.
The phone number of the fat manager is not known to anyone, and frowned. "You are?"
"I was an agent applying online on the previous two days. Now I am outside the door. The competition has begun. No one is allowed to enter. It is really bothering. Could Manager Li send someone to pick me up?"
When the fat manager heard it, the man spoke nicely: "You wait, I'll have someone pick you up."
"it is good."
That last word is always inexplicable to fat managers.
But he didn't pay much attention, after all, there are still games to watch.
It's just outside the square, where inside people go in and out.
Feng Yi in a well-dressed suit was already standing there.
The secretary lowered her voice and said, "General Feng, don't use ..."
"No." Feng Yi did not wait for him to finish, then turned his face and bent his mouth: "I'm here to apply for a job, not to talk about business. Wait for Manager Li to come down, this position is not bad."
Just under the big screen, you can directly see the situation of the game.
Someone concealed their strength and played a supporting role.
Feng Yi shook his head with a smile, but even as an assistant, as long as he changed hands to beat, it was not so simple.
The two who taught her were all carnivorous assassins.
Not to mention one of them, it also calculates the global.
Thinking of this, Feng Yi lowered her eyes and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.
too long.
This feeling hasn't passed for too long ...
Shen Ao gradually felt strenuous on the field, especially Feng Nai's method against him. After playing like this, he didn't play the game afterwards.
But now teamfights have begun.
Not so easy to withdraw.
Yao Guang's assistance, leaned forward and wanted to reduce the pressure on Shen Ao.
Shen Ao felt that he could still persist and opened his voice: "It's okay, there isn't much blue in the king. I'll restrain him like this, you go to attack the middle, without King, Hei Yan can't kill our side, so The delay is the rhythm of Hei Yan. "
(End of this chapter)