Chapter 918 The younger brother of the deceased

"Fuck it! I found that you are so shameless!" The Northeast man roared, turned around and flew out directly, directly kicking Zhanba's chest. Even though Zhanba was young and strong, he was kicked and almost fell down.

The Northeast guy originally hated Zhan Ba's style of behavior. If it hadn't been for Zhang Mu's repeated obstruction, he would have done it long ago. Well, before he could find the other party's fault, Zhanba came up first.

"You..." As soon as the Northeasters took action, they immediately detonated the emotions of the 20 team members. The hot-blooded young people rolled up their sleeves one after another and were about to have a 'warm-up match'.

"Damn it! Why are you so impulsive!" Zhang Mu cursed in a low voice, stepped forward, stretched out his arms to block the group of young people who were confused by anger, and roared, "If we do it here, both of our teams will be disqualified from the competition!"

Twenty-one team members scolded angrily: "Damn it! Fortunately, you are still the captain. Who did it first? Can't you see it? Although the members of Zhan 20 are still very angry, Zhang Mu's words still have some effect. After a long way from the preliminary competition and the preliminary competition to now, if they are disqualified from the competition at this juncture, the other two teams that advance to the final will laugh to death.

Zhang Mu took a deep breath, pushed away the two Zhan 20 members and walked to Zhan Ba's side. He said solemnly, "It's my man who did it first. I admit... Zhan Ba, I apologize to you as the captain of the angel team instead of the Northeast. I'm sorry."

"Fuck, what are you apologizing for, Mu, I'm not talking about you, you are just too low-key, too low-key will be bullied, do you know..."

"Shut up!" Zhang Mu shouted harshly, and the Northeaster immediately closed his mouth obediently.

Zhang Mu's temper is good, but he is not good enough to be ridden on his neck and shit without resisting. It's just that the occasion and the captain's identity do not allow him to do something out of line.

Zhan Ba rubbed his painful lower abdomen and stared at Zhang Mu viciously with an extremely fierce look, "This time, I will return it sooner or later!"

Zhang Mu ignored the threat of Zhan Ba, but looked at him calmly and said, "People say that there is no love for no reason in the world, and there is no hatred for no reason. At first, I only thought you were arrogant and arrogant, and I didn't understand until now that it was not the case.

"Oh, it's not like that? What's going on?" Zhan Ba smiled coldly.

"You hate me. I can see the hatred deep in your eyes. Why do you hate me?" Zhang Mu's face was as calm as a windless lake, without any waves.

"Haha!" Zhan Ba suddenly laughed wildly, "People say that the twelve-winged angels are good at playing games, and I admit that. But what I didn't expect was that you still know how to look at your face and look so accurately!" Speaking of this, Zhan Ba looked cold and said coldly, "Of course I hate you. If it weren't for you!" My brother will not be put in prison..."

"What...what did you say?" Zhang Mu was shocked, and at the same time, the members of the two teams on the onlookers also showed an incredible expression.

"Who the hell is your brother?" No matter how Zhang Mu thinks about it, he still has no memory of this aspect.

Conscience of heaven and earth, since he was reborn, he has been playing the game on his duty, and has never done anything against the law! ( I didn't do it before I was reborn.) You may not know my brother's name, but his game ID, I believe you will not be strange... His name is Old Gun, and the Temple Old Gun is my own brother!" Zhan Ba raised his fist emotionally.

"Old Temple Gun? Is he in prison? When did it happen? Zhang Mu asked in surprise.

How can he not remember this character? When it first participated in the national honor, the Chinese team almost lost the glory of the championship because of this old temple gun. Even at the end of the game, the old temple gun has been doing some conspiracy behind it.

Since Zhang Mu swept the temple guild and installed the frozen guild, the old temple gun has lost its whereabouts... Do you dare to go to prison?

"A more than a year ago, my brother was sentenced to five years for intentional injury..." Speaking of this, Zhan Ba's face dimmed in an instant.

"Intentionally hurt... him, who did he hurt?" Zhang Mu was still full of water fog. He looked back at the people who were also full of water fog. Aren't the people who have a good relationship with him healthy and lively?

"Do you know a game player named 'Three-Handed Lion of the Temple'? In a conflict, he was seriously injured by my brother..."

Hearing this, Zhang Muquan understood that the three-handed lion had informed himself before the war. It must have been known by the old gun what he had done, which triggered the next series of stories.

"What does this have to do with me!" After Zhang Mu figured out the ins and outs of the whole matter, he couldn't smile bitterly.

"If you hadn't installed a three-handed lion as a anniper! How can my brother..." Zhan Ba was still excited.

"Bullshit!" Zhang Mu roared, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!" Don't say that this has nothing to do with me. Even if it really has something to do with it, it's just your brother's fault for going too much!"

"You lied! My brother is not that kind of person!" Zhan Ba suddenly rushed over. Just as his fist was about to hit Zhang Mu's face, a pair of strong and powerful hands suddenly stretched out from the right side and dragged Zhan Ba aside.

Everyone looked at it, but it was Xu Feng and several of his 'followers'. They said that they were followers. In fact, they were security guards. They were all five or three thick, tall and big, and the muscles on their bodies were three points harder than steel.

"Amu didn't lie. I can testify for him." Xu Feng came over leisurely, looked at Zhan Ba, who was firmly caught by the security guard, took out a CD from his arms, and said, "If you don't believe it, you can take a look at this."

"What is this?"

"This is the first national honor, a live video copy of the Chinese team."

"Live video copy?" Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment, "Isn't that destroyed by you, or in front of me..."

Xu Feng spread out his hands and said with a smile, "I can't help it. The company stipulates that there should be at least three copies of the game video every year... What I gave you last time is just one of them..."

"You..." Zhang Mu rolled his eyes helplessly. He had a feeling of being fooled.

"What on earth is pretending in this copy..." Zhan Ba was also a little guilty at this time. After all, Xu Feng has an identity and a background. He really can't lie to him as an ordinary game player.

Xu Feng looked at his watch and said, "Now there are still 20 minutes before the game. You have enough time to watch this video, Gao, take him to the projection room."

"Yes, Mr. Xu." The young man who was called A Gao nodded.

(to be continued)