Because she knows the rules better than anyone.

In this way, in addition to Mo Bei's reputation being damaged, she couldn't stop that person from returning to this battlefield at all!

Yu Zixin's first reaction was to continue inciting.

Whether it's a message or a scene.

Let more people realize that Mobei deceived them.

Yu Zixin succeeded.

The scolding did not stop.

But when she just laughed.

Another sound rang out in my ears.

Doublekill！

At a time when everyone's attention is not on this game.

King's ID spans the entire screen.

The most important thing is that among those who were killed, there was a show.

His prediction was wrong!

It's not just out of Feng Nai's body.

It's the support of cats and bears!

He was caught off guard by this wave of group fights!

These people seemed to be telling him.

On the road to esports, we will never stop at yesterday.

There was a momentary pause in Show's fingers.

Soon, he was gripping the mouse.

It's been too long, he didn't think about it like this, he just wanted to have a good game!

Probably because of the fact that they met worthy opponents.

The status of the show changed all of a sudden.

Whether it's hand speed or skill release.

The scene became scorching again.

Yu Zixin's face also softened slightly.

But her plans were disrupted.

She had to think of something to influence Mobei.

Mobilizing everyone's emotions is for sure.

Next, it's time to make a phone call.

Yu Zixin sat in the middle of Nanfen and dialed the number: "Remember, don't let Mo Bei's father leave you, the next thing is the main thing." ”

"Yes."

Yu Zixin hung up the phone with satisfaction, and her eyes brought out a vicious smile.

Mo Bei, can you hold on to these, are you sure your father can hold it too?

Since you insist on being so shameless.

Then I'll teach you another lesson.

"I've been selling characters from beginning to end, I really don't understand, what did he take us for, he deceived us so naturally, he didn't even have an explanation."

Yu Zixin said this to the person next to her who was still hesitating.

Sometimes, emotions and thoughts can be contagious.

Once it touches a little uncomfortable.

That discomfort is magnified.

"I really regret supporting him, even if he meets the rules, he's still a substitute."

One person said so.

Then someone else will start talking.

Mo Bei was standing not far from here, separated from the battle room by a layer of soundproof glass.

Wang Dongdong originally thought that the statement would get better.

But he forgot one thing, public opinion has come out, and the more it is described, the darker it gets, and it will not stop at all.

Everyone else is there.

At this point, it's on the sidelines.

A man wearing a black cap got off the taxi and kept running, for fear that if he stopped, he would not be able to catch up.

Substitute hit, this thing.

Even if there is, it should be counted as his.

His sister is different.

You cannot be banned for life.

This kind of thing, absolutely not!

Mo Nan was half-bent over, his hands on his knees, and even his chest was heaving because of breathing problems.

I arrived, but I haven't made up my mind yet.

On the screen, the game continues.

Mo Nan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to rush in.

But he forgot.

Once the game starts, the building's door to the backstage can only be opened by the staff.

In other words, he couldn't even get in.

Monan's fingers stiffened as he pressed the door.

There was a lot of talk.

There are countless people who let Mobei roll south.

He had never been so desperate.

I didn't have a broken hand.

It was said that Mo Nan didn't have it when he got out of Tuhai.

He was told by the doctor that you won't have a career in the future.

But now, standing inside, the person being scolded is his sister.

He couldn't do anything about it......