Business Killing

FireInthehole! "

A light luxury style netfa is displayed on the surface of the surface. It is a fire game for many years. The leather sofa is sitting on Long Ming, his side is a man wearing glasses, a light green shirt. The two cooperate with a special tacit understanding in the game.

The man's right hand is on the mouse, and the left hand continues to hit the keyboard. After the body is a group of youth.

"Gun gun header."

"People are here! It is a sniper." Another excitement called, "I still blast!"

Long Ming took AK47, dotted and pressing guns, and rushed to the front.

"This big brother is also ok. Although there are many differences than the next."

"A few shots, not bad."

Men and Long Ming have a smile.

This man wearing glasses is called Xiao Yan, which is the next school of Long Ming. It was called gun gods that year, and people sent them to "death sniper". His left interlaced blocked, is a nightmare of many people.

"You have returned." Xiao Yan took a laughter Dragon Mingyi.

"I am not 'death sniper'." Long Ming admitted that it was also siny.

"You are a financial sniper." Xiao Yan smiles, "I am still particularly expected to see you."

When Long Ming had a "hanging", Xiao Yan, who always played together, said that Long Ming is called "zone". At some point, Long Ming seems to hang a hang, no matter what gun in his hand, continuous headers. In this state, Xiao Yan did not dare to have a positive hard steel in Longming. This time is very short, the longest one minute, and Long Ming also can't control the opening time. After this time, Long Ming may take a full splice, even the enemy's hair can't touch it.

This "unstable" restricts Long Mingyi to participate in the school team, can only be considered their friends and the best sixth person.

The game ends, Xiao Yan picks down the headphones: "I didn't find the feeling of the past?"

"No." Longming has also taken the headset, that state, he hasn't been there for a long time.

This state can only be hard, and there will be it. Long Ming hasn't played for a long time.

From the net of netfa, Xiao Yan and Long Ming one or two, one bottle of cola in the street, one person. As they came out from the Internet cafes when they came out.

Xiao Yan single hand, slowly walk, and slowly say slowly, "I came here because the team finally entered the semi-final."

Xiao Xia is a domestically e-sports forechen level. He operates a club, and it has not been able to take the threshold for the initial competition for a few years. This time, their team came to a person, a person who specializes in "playing wild".

Once played a player, did not get any good name, but arrived at the top of e-sports in the title of Moba Game Club Manager. When Xiao Yan, I regret the arrangement of destiny, and sometimes thanks to the arrangement of fate.

"You like things, doing things, always have returned." Long Ming held him.

"You said that the e-sports thing is so fire now ..." Xiao Yan stopped on the side of the road, looked at the rivers behind the road, turning to Long Ming, said: "We will not act as Professional players stand on the stage. "

"Yes." Longming said: "In fact, you are lacking system training."

When they are in touch with video games, they are university. In fact, they did not think that they started to contact "Electronic Athletics", which is a group of like-minded friends to play games. Later, I have participated in some games and I have received some honors. Gradually became a team. And this team can only be an amateur team, the main business is still their work.

After graduation, they need to go to work, you need to work, you need to make money, you need to let yourself live.

Familiar guns, is not as familiar banknotes;

Familiar explosives, not as familiar typing.

They traveled in front of the era of e-sports, missed the opportunity. It can be because of them, they love and accumulate, e-sports is booming.

"Oh." Xiao Yan said: "Two tickets have been made. The location is good. Saturday night, you are coming."

"Well, I must go." Long Ming also looked at the distance, as if returned to the year ...

On Saturday Night, Long Mingyi and Ming Ming took a ticket to the stadium. Shen Yi people don't like games, Zhang Yueqian feels not as good as exercise, and Xue Chen thinks that playing games is better than playing.

Dragon Mingyi and Mi Ming, these game fans, sitting next to a group of young men and women, suddenly feeling some old. These people are the iron powder of Xiao Yan Team - flame TQ. These children hold colorful lights, cheering for their own "love beans".

Mimming said: "It's not sitting at the next door."

"I am afraid that 'Honduras and Salvador's football war'?" Long Ming shook his head, "this is not yet?"

"Very late." Mi Mingzhi nodded. "Any 'fascinating is also very dangerous."

Xiao Yan is sitting in the field and looking at your love will. He turned his head to see Long Ming, who had a visit, waved with him.

Long Ming has not waved yet, "the children" is "excited," called the slogan "flame flame, break everything."

"Tomorrow's war knife also engages a slogan." Mi Ming said: "The war knife war knife, the thorns,"

"Shut up." Longming stopped the Ming's Mon.

Today, this game was unusually glued, and Xiao Yan said, the whole game was targeted. The auxiliary has been trying to keep him, but it is difficult to block. Twelve minutes, highland is easy to push.

The Xiao Yan and the leader have passed, and I hope to take a point. The second game, or the case, the wilderness has taken several people, but this is the sacrifice built in teammates. This is a long time, eighteen minutes.

Ming said: "The team is not balanced."

The words are just exported, and the fans next to them are not dry. "Why do you say other people? Do you know how hard it is exercised? Take more than ten hours a day."

"proceed if you can?"

"Yes." Long Ming said: "The people who have the Shao Yan belt will not be relax, must be such a training intensity."

"Do you know the manager of the flame TG?"

"Old friends." Longming looked at Xiao Yan sitting on the chair and his legs were jitter. Nervous, excited, and it is weak.

The flame TG will win the eighth game. It is actually a lucky component. That day, the genius in the Xiao Yukou opened a model similar to Long Mingyi, the whole person blocked the god, the magic kill the devil, with the team into the semi-final.

Today, they encountered the defending champion. Today they are the wind bureau, the whole team of flames, and the two games are sluggish.

The voice of the defending champion, the rumor, the sky. This is very calm. The momentum has been overwhelming, as if they are singing the song of victory. Long Ming knows Xiao Yan, want to win, the player must open this state.

Where is this state? Long Ming did not know. He is desperately recalled how you will open it. Every time you can't see it, you are humiliated every time ...

"Angry!" Long Mingyi knows, he shakes the man's hand: "It is anger!"

"Can you speak Earth language? Even the most unterent kind." Mi Ming face.

Long Ming pushed Mi Ming, leaving from the seat, and ran all the way to Xiao Yan.

"Angry!" Long Ming said a pair of Xiao Yan: "I am from anger. From the opponent's despise my sight."

Xiao Yan Zhang took a moment, he recalled, Long Mingyi's state, usually when it is desperate.

"I know." Xiao Yan rushed to the stage, got a few words to his ace player.

The third game, this trick is really coming, single one rides, and there is a thousand miles. The characters he used were hooks, got five kills, and directly took the shooter behind the other side.

The cheerleading of the flames recovered the fighting spirit and started to cheer for the main team. "Flame flame, break everything."

Long Ming is in sharp, and the Shao Yan said in his ear.

Xiao Yan god mysteriously told Long Mingyi, "If you can't fight, your girlfriend you love will dislike you, your home will let you go back to inherit your family, go to work later."

"This is also 'desperate". "Long Ming can smile and laugh.