Chapter 59 Humiliation! 2

"Wow! That's awesome! This person must be a professional player!"

"Nonsense, the famous Golden City team, but won the seventh in the individual competition and the twelfth in the team competition in the last cf King Championship! Especially this Maste Li, who is said to be the first master of the team! Humph, you still want to beat him. It's very unlikely!"

"He is Maste Li. I have seen all the video of his competition in the last cf King Championship. It's very awesome!"

"In the 5th round of Death Cross, no one is his opponent at all. He won't specifically slaughter us to strengthen his confidence, will he?"

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"Captain, it's not interesting to deal with this kind of person. They are all rookie idiots. Could you please find some competent opponents?" Maste Li is a young man in his early twenties. At this time, he is arrogant and easily killed another challenger 5:0!

"I can't help it. Do you think it's so easy to find a master now? At present, teams with similar strength are training secretly. No one will agree to our competition requirements. They all want to surprise people when they play the game!" The captain of the Golden City team is young. He is the one who just spoke at the bar.

Maste Li curled his lips dissatisfiedly, "I feel humiliated to fight with these rookies!"

"Be careful what you say. Who doesn't come step by step from a rookie? Let others hear that it is not good reputation for our team!" The captain frowned. This Mastq Li technology is one of the best in the team, but it is getting more and more arrogant. Even he, the captain, doesn't pay much attention to it!

"Huh! It's easy for me not to say anything. As long as someone of them can beat me, I will shut up! The weak have no right to speak at all!" Maste Li rolled his eyes and directly turned on the speaker on one side. "Rookie, take out your real strength, which makes one shot and one killing very boring! If you are all at this level, Uncle Maste Li is still very busy and doesn't have time to play with you here! Comeon, come on, vent all the anger in your hearts and defeat me, rookies! Hahahaha!"

The captain didn't expect him to do this suddenly, and his face couldn't help but feel a little gloomy!

"What, isn't it just better than us? It's not the first in the country. If you have the ability to play with other people's montage and ghost snipers, what prestige do you play here!"

"That's right, it's too much! What a bullshit Golden City team? I cursed them for losing this cf king competition!"

"Maste Li, it's really too much. I won't believe it. I can't beat you at my level!"

Maste Li's words made the cf players in the whole Internet cafe completely angry. Even if the two were in the special box inside the Internet cafe, the voice of dissatisfaction was still clearly audible!

"You have gone too much this time!" The captain said with a gloomy face!

"Well, these guys don't deserve to be my opponents at all. They don't need to give them face!" Maste Li said with a tough face.

The captain snorted coldly and didn't say anything! Maste Li showed a trace of pride at the corners of his mouth. As the team's most skilled player, he has never looked at other teammates very much. As his position became more and more consolidated, he slowly became tough on the only feared captain!

"This boy is so arrogant!" Zhe Zilei patted the keyboard fiercely, "I want to duel with him. I must make him look good!"

"Yes, Lao Si, directly invite him into your room and kill him!" Duan Fei also looked indignant!

"Lao Si, come on!"

"Okay, let's see how I deal with him! I'm afraid this boy doesn't dare to accept my invitation!" Zhe Zilei gritted his teeth and sent the invitation.

"Huh? Unexpectedly, someone came to invite me. I think it's another dizzy idiot!" Maste Li curled his lips disdainfully, "I'll teach you a good lesson today, so that you can understand that the weak have no dignity and status!"

"Receed? OK!!" Zhe Zilei didn't expect that the other party accepted the invitation so simply, and he couldn't help drinking loudly!

Both sides entered the game, and there were already spectators joining. Many people gathered around and shouted that they must fight!

Zhe Zilei's excited face turned slightly red, and he reluctantly said, "Don't worry, I will do my best!"

However, at the beginning of the game, some people in the crowd couldn't help sighing disappointedly. Although Zhe Zilei's skills are very good, there are still many gaps compared with Maste Li!

Zhe Zilei's nervous fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes staring at the screen became brighter and brighter.

Control the defender to pick up the gun, rush to the middle, and shoot!

Headshot!!!

He rubbed his eyes suspiciously and found that he had killed the other party this time! The score also became 1:1.

"Huh? The first time I burstaste Li's head!"

"Wow, it's the first time someone killed Maste Li. It's amazing!"

"Brother, continue to cheer, fight for us, defeat this arrogant boy, and let them know that we also have hidden masters!"

"That's good, kill him!"

Zhe Zilei's excited face turned red. Unexpectedly, he killed Maste Li. At this moment, when he heard the exclamation of the crowd, he couldn't help but feel proud!

Three sets in a row, I don't know whether it was Maste Li's abnormal performance, or Zhe Zilei's shit luck broke out, and he actually killed his opponent three times in a row! The score between the two has also become a dangerous 4:1. If Maste Lee loses another game, he will lose!

"Come on, Maste Lee 1:4 lost to the mysterious master of the Internet cafe!"

"Let him continue to be arrogant. Let's meet the iron plate this time!"

"I have long seen that this boy will not like him. What a chicken * ba thing? I look down on others because I am a master! Malegobi's!"

"Come on, little brother, win back that 10,000 yuan. Let's see how arrogant he is!"

"Lao Si, I can't see that you are so powerful!" Duan Fei and Liu Siyuan stood on both sides excitedly, with a proud face! I said that our brothers are awesome, and we are the ones who are also brilliant!

After watching the four rounds alone, he frowned easily. "Something seems to be wrong. The strength of this Mastee Li will never be so bad. The reaction speed is much worse than just now, as if it were controlled by someone else. There is definitely something wrong with it!"

At this moment, in the inner box of the Internet cafe, the captain of the Golden City team couldn't help frowning and asking, "What are you doing? Why do you deliberately release water?" Do you want to lose to him?

"Hey hey, let me lose to this rookie, how can it be!" Maste Li sneered, "Don't you think it's more interesting to give him the hope of victory first, then kick him up and tell him that this is just a game of playing him. Don't you think it will be more interesting!"

The captain suffocated when he heard the words, sighed and didn't say anything.

Msate Li Qing cleared his throat and said to the loudspeaker, "How's it going? Do you feel that victory is not far away? Do you want to say that the guy Maste Li is actually not very good. Let him be arrogant and fall this time? Well, aren't you proud?"

Maste Li's arrogant voice came from the speaker again. It seems that the score has been adjusted now. It's like he won a 4:1 victory over his opponent. He is full of confidence!

"What's wrong with this guy? Isn't it impossible to stand the blow of insanity?"

"Who knows, it may be the last struggle before death!"

"Uh... I guess this guy is so angry that his brain is not clear now.

But there are still a few people who hear something different from his words, and their faces become faintly strange.

"Although I really want to continue to play with you, I regret choosing five rounds. If it's thirteen rounds, I think your final look will be more wonderful!"

"Next, I announce that the game time is over!" With that, Mastee Li turned off the speaker and let everyone look at each other in constersantly!

But in the next game, everyone really understood what he meant! The character controlled by Maste Lee suddenly had a divine help. He had killed Zhe Zilei three times in a row in the shortest time, and the score became 4:4!

The originally emotional cf players became dumb and angry. It turned out that they were not bad. Just now, they just deliberately lost a few times and played with them!

Zhe Zilei's face has already turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be bloodshot with a trace of red thread!

The happy Duan Fei and Liu Siyuan also frowned at this moment and patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort!

"Cut, I thought he was really a master? It turned out that it was just that Maste Li deliberately played tricks on him!"

"That's right. Just now, the boy looked like a master. Now he knows that he has been fooled, and his face turns pale!"

"This kind of person is simply humiliating himself!"

Seeing that Maste Li broke out in an instant, some harsh sounds began to spread gradually. When Zhe Zilei heard the words, there was a little humiliation on his face!

"Who chews his tongue randomly? If he has the ability to do it himself, he doesn't dare to go. Now he still has the face to talk about others. Is it running out from under your mother!" Duan Fei's face turned red when he heard the words and shouted at the back!

"Tay one more word, I'll kill you!" Liu Siyuan's face was bruised, and he looked particularly ferocious at this moment!

The two scolded a few words fiercely, and the people snorted a few words, and then closed their mouths unwillingly.

"Lao Si, don't bear the burden. It's not a shame for so many people to lose." Duan Fei patted him on the shoulder and said.

"It's okay. I know Brother Duan, but I can't turn around!" Zhe Zilei smiled reluctantly.

There is still the last game!

Zhe Zilei manipulates the character to pick up the gun, and then rushes straight to the middle! But the gap between the two is really too big. Maste Li even killed him with only two bullets!

Lost!

Maste Li staged a shocking reversal and easily won after teasing his opponent!

The cf players who looked around behind Zhe Zilei shook their heads and sighed, and gradually dispersed.

Zhe Zilei sat in front of the computer with empty eyes, and a feeling of humiliation made him have a crazy desire in his heart! If he loses openly, he can complain at most. But being teased like this, the feeling of humiliation is like thousands of ants, constantly biting his heart!

"Haha, how about it? Even if I release four games, you still lose! Garbage is garbage. Never hope I can look at you! Haha, there are still people to challenge again, and the young master is waiting here!" Maste Lee's voice came from the speaker again, which was particularly dazzling.

When he heard the words, his eyes were cold. He said faintly and went to the toilet and walked out directly!

"Maste Lee, are you awesome? It's so arrogant that I'll show you today what a real cow is!!"