"What do you mean? Feng Fox, are you kidding me? Even if the captain-like guy retires later, he is better than us."

Lin Feng said this in a hurry.

To a certain extent, Feng Yi knew every member of the Imperial League.

Lin Feng, this stupid and white sweet, the more anxious to speak, the more representative he is uneasy.

Feng Yi reached out and pressed his eyebrows: "There will always be special circumstances."

"Is the captain's hand completely useless?" Lin Feng took two steps with the mobile phone: "That's okay, as long as we are playing the game, the captain can just watch it. In fact, I don't approve of the captain coming back again. However, his hands are not suitable for playing games, and now it is just an opportunity. "

Lin Feng said more and more. At the end, when he raised his hand, he rubbed his hair fiercely, and his voice also languished: "Feng Fox, Captain, what's wrong?"

Feng Yi knew that he was mentally prepared: "Amnesia, forget everything, including games and." Speaking of which, he paused and added two words: "We."

Our two words seemed to hit Lin Feng's forehead. He was stunned, and the corners of his eyes were red. "So it's the little spades who brought him back."

"Confidential, I don't know the specifics." Feng Yi leaned his head and lit a cigarette, his voice slowly: "However, fortunately, he was not alone at that time."

Three years ago, he knew a little bit.

Lin Feng, they are the same.

The man came back with a hand injury and also had a high fever in order to catch up with the game.

But some things are missed.

What everyone will not forget is that the injury on his shoulder, when changing the bandage, even people who do not understand, can see that it is a gunshot wound.

What did he do when this person was away.

None of them will be too clear.

It was just that every time he came back, within a few days, there would be news to announce that Nao Na's case was solved again, and Nao Na's compatriots overseas were safely returned to the country.

Once, twice, three times, many times, it will be a coincidence again.

Others may not know.

He, Yunhu, Lin Feng and his family are all related.

They have all lived in the compound, and the connections are not countless.

Feng Yi opened his mouth and said: "Some people will repel their previous lives after losing memory. In fact, I am not the first person to find out how Qin Shao has forgotten how to play games. I sent a message to you, and you will be prepared when you meet tomorrow. "

"There is nothing to prepare for." Lin Feng stood up and his voice was rare and serious: "The captain of the Dimeng League will only be Qin Mo. Even if he won't play the game anymore, he is also a god in our minds. Take his place. "

After hearing the words, Feng Yi smiled: "Then prepare for tomorrow's meeting and tell them appropriately that before the game, you really should get together."

"What happened on the Internet?" Lin Feng coughed softly.

Feng Yi's eyes are low and deep: "I will deal with public relations and will give you a satisfactory answer."

To a certain extent, Feng Yi also protects the calves.

Only, everyone knows.

After knowing this, no one will feel good.

Lying in bed, Lin Feng was still thinking. It was Xiao Spade who first discovered it. What was her mood like at the time?

Should it be more uncomfortable than them?