Chapter 184 undercurrent

The next day, this photo of Chu Yun talking with a microphone was printed on the cover of E-Sport E-sports Media Magazine.

Chu Yun also tried to be a little celebrity this time. If Chu Yun's popularity only existed in the reputation of some players at the beginning, this time, Chu Yun completely appeared in the eyes of the public. Even Wang Er, who sells vegetables in the next street, and Li Si, who repaired cars on the street, knew that there was a name in the hero century. The arrogant uncle who blew the trumpet tried to challenge the most handsome No.1 Chu Hanxuan of the dynasty.

In the streets and alleys, there are rumors that it is fast.

Dynasty fans, Chu Hanxuan and Liang Mengqi's fans sprayed: Where did they come from? They didn't look in the mirror.

The coax interface: Nima finally let the master wait until this day. The men and women of the dynasty did not lead the death quickly.

The realistic player sits on the bench: Lemon SLV has strength.

The nymphomaniac ignored the above three: both of them are so handsome. If it's a game, I don't know who to cheer for.

The perverts argued that the two beautiful MMs were specially arched by pigs.

A non-famous unprofessional commentary: the results need to be further observed.

The restaurant camper said: This person has triggered violence in public places.

The police said: The prisoner is not him.

Chu Hanxuan said: You have the seed to release the horse.

Of course, in the end, netizens found that the fake Chu Hanxuan IP on the Internet was not from Beijing. Obviously, it was not me.

The real Chu Hanxuan is sitting in front of the computer and looking at the Rep who was playing the trumpet nightmare altar before.

It was getting late. In the whole empty practice room, only the display screen in front of Chu Hanxuan emitted a white light.

"This is this person again."

Chu Hanxuan heard the voice, turned his head, and happened to see the coffee handed over by Liang Mengqi.

"Thank you." He said with a smile.

"This person is very similar to you." Liang Mengqi said.

"What aspect?" Chu Hanxuan asked.

"It's competitive." Liang Mengqi said, smiled gently, and lowered her head and took a sip of the tea in her thermos cup.

Chu Hanxuan shook his head and laughed inadvisable.

"He's not like me." Chu Hanxuan said, "However, this feeling is really like a person."

"Who?"

"Son of God." Chu Hanxuan said with a flat face.

"..."

Liang Mengqi was silent.

She looked at Chu Hanxuan's look and found that he was still impermanent, but even she, who had been partnered with him, could not know whether the wound deep into the surface had a scab.

Chu Hanxuan felt strange and patted the back of Liang Mengqi's hand to signal her peace of mind.

He smiled calmly.

"No matter who comes, I won't lose again."

At this moment, unlike the silent dynasty, a group of people are gathered in a high-rise office building in Luwan District, Shanghai, about 1,000 kilometers away from Beijing.

They surrounded the screen wall where the game video was playing, and they were speechless for a long time.

When the trumpet on the screen, dragging the big axe, and the last critical strike kills the BOSS, the glasses man sitting on the center sofa pressed the pause button.

"Which of you can beat the boss without injury?" His voice was very calm, but there was something not calm in the calm.

For a long time, no one answered.

The man with glasses held his glasses with his middle finger and turned to the deputy team beside him: "What do you think?"

"It's worth digging." The deputy's answer is very concise. No matter what you ask him, he will always give you the simplest and most correct answer.

Someone may say that there is a lack of emotion in his language, but the man with glasses appreciates this direct and simple style, just like his nickname, Silent Death.

"I'll leave this matter to you. Try to meet his requirements. We, Longteng, need such a person.

At a newsstand in Nanning, a middle-aged man picked up an E-Sport e-sports weekly and looked at the characters on the cover. He couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"You are indeed the right person for this stage."

At this time, a slightly fat man patted him behind him: "Han Sheng, what are you looking at?"

The middle-aged man handed him the book.

The slightly fat man looked at the cover of the book and shook his head with a smile. He didn't know how happy he was, a little sad, and still a little helpless: "I've been waiting for him for 9 years, but it's a pity."

He paused and said, "Have you ever invited him?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

The slightly fat man's eyes glowed: "So..."

"He has promised others first."

The fat man's smile stopped, and he couldn't help sighing again.

"It's a pity..."

In Qiunan City, the people closest to Chu Yun and Lin Ruoxi have gathered together to discuss how to hold this celebration banquet, as if Chu Lin and the two have won the first place in the competition.

Xiao Yaquan said with enthusiasm: "This celebration banquet is in my store. Anyway, empty the box upstairs and start to decorate it now. They will be surprised when they are safe!"

"What if I lose?" Xiao Qing casually complained, which aroused everyone's white eyes and quickly pushed her hand: "I'm kidding."

"There is no need to make such a vulgar joke... Do you think Xiao Ruo and Chu Yun can win the dynasty?"

"This goal is a little far away." Lin Xiao scratched his cheeks.

"How come? Life is to have a goal. Come on, I wish them a victory!" Xu Fan took the lead in raising his glass.

"Cheers--"

Finally, he went around and returned to Beijing. In a gorgeously decorated mansion, Luo Cong was stuck in the sofa.

He held the wine bottle and held his forehead in one hand, full of sadness.

At this time, Er Wuzi pushed the door and came in.

"How's it going?" Luo Cong looked up and asked hurriedly.

"Well, the other party's protection seems to be a little tight, and the situation is a little..." Er Wuzi lowered his head and carefully picked up his words.

"Tight to the point!" Luo Cong shouted.

"It's just not done..."

"It's not done?" Luo Cong suddenly stood up from the sofa and swept the things on the coffee table to the ground. He didn't seem to be relieved. He even kicked over the table lamp decorated on the side. "What did you say to me before? What a great hacker you know is, and what can you invade American servers? Gateway, steal an account. That's a small Case. Which dog said this? Is it this dog's mouth, isn't it?

He slapped Erwuzi's face in the face, which made him cover his face and dare not look up for a long time.

"Fuck, my face is to lose this blower - no, I'm going to drive to kill this girl now, and die with him at worst!"

Luo Cong was about to rush out of the door, but he was hugged by Erwu from behind.

"My smart brother, my uncle, is that trumpet-blowing life, is it worth it? Don't be impulsive. Let's figure it out again.

"Think about it, there is a way to think about it. Why don't you find a few underworlds for me, and I'll pay him to make that bastard!"

Erwuzi sneered in his heart. Did you do it when you said you did it? Let's not say that this is the capital. Even if you can find it, didn't the three or four out-of-town men also swear to go there? What's the result?

He turned his eyes and suddenly had an idea: "I said Brother Cong, we can't steal it, but we can do it secretly?"

"What secret hand?" Luo Cong lost his temper at the beginning, "You said it!"

"I remember there was a post on the Internet before. This horn-blowing number may have been bought."

"Are you sure?"

"When his account rose, he was already at level 30 or 40, and his performance before and after was completely different - according to people, the owner of this number was originally a first-class rookie."

"Go on."

"And this number should be traded online!"

"How do you know?"

"Because someone found the sales record of the trumpet on the virtual trading platform!"

"Fuck you, why didn't you say it earlier!" As soon as Luo Cong shook his hand, he gave it to Erwu's forehead.

"Didn't I forget?" Erwuzi rubbed the painful forehead sadly.

"Hurry up and ask your shit hacker to trap the information for me. Don't make mistakes for me again!"

Erwuzi quickly nodded with a guilty head and turned around and went out.

Luo Cong withdrew his sight from Erwu's body and secretly clenched his fist.

- Blow the trumpet, I see what else you can play this time!

Luo Cong's face finally evoked a ferocious smile.

It's just that the forest that happened this night is not known by Chu Yun in his sleep.