Chapter 1990 The E-Sports God Lives in My House (Fifty-One)

Chapter 1988 The e-sports god lives in my house (51)

Xiao Yan looked at the people who were talking and pointing at the dyed white fingers in all directions, his eyes darkened slightly, like a pool of ink under the moonlight, the rich ink color was like a black mist overflowing, unfathomable.

Without saying anything in the vernacular, the young man pulled him behind him, "What are you doing? Let them talk about you?"

The boy's tone was not very good, even a little bit hostile.

Originally still quietly watching how Mother Zhong played the essence of the essence of white dyeing, she paused, she looked at the boy in front of her, and suddenly wanted to laugh, she poked the boy's straight back, "Worry about me? ?"

Xiao Yan looked at the girl who was still smiling casually at this time, held the girl's wrist expressionlessly, pulled the corner of his lips, and mocked coldly: "Who is worried about you?"

"Well, okay, you're right, you're not worried about me." Ranbai said.

"I'm the one who sued." Ranbai said to Guo Mao, his tone was calm and emotionless, as if he was narrating a very ordinary thing.

Just heard this sentence from the girl.

The scene caused a huge stir.

"Look, I said that Blue and White is not a good person."

"Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts, I didn't expect that young girls are so vicious and selfish now. What's the difference between ruining people's lives?"

"Such a person still comes to play? It's not disgusting."

"What do the people in the AHV team think? Hurry up and terminate the contract with Blue and White! Otherwise, a good legendary team will become a stain because of Blue and White."

"Well, a friendly match has become like this, isn't it the blue and white to blame?"

"Blue and white don't deserve to play games, get out of the e-sports circle!"

"that is."

When the coach saw the middle-aged woman rushing out, he subconsciously groaned, feeling that something was not right.

really,

The scene was a little out of control for a while.

The reporters were about to put the microphone on, and everyone was asking about dyeing white.

The coach stepped forward and lowered his voice: "You guys like to go back, and discuss this matter when you go back."

"No." Ranbai said: "I will solve this matter and will not affect the AHV team."

"How can you solve it?" The coach frowned, obviously worried: "Be obedient, you all go back."

Dyeing white: "..."

"I can really work it out.

' the girl repeated, stepping forward alone, her back always straight and slender.

The dyed white eyes fell lightly on everyone, the depths of the eyes were as calm as a cold pool, without any emotional fluctuations, and the silence was like ice.

"Do you feel like you are helping others? Or do you think you are standing on the moral high ground to condemn what you call the so-called cancer of society?"

Ranbai looked at the middle-aged woman kneeling there, and smiled lowly: "You don't know the so-called truth, I'm going to take someone to court? Am I vicious and selfish?"

The girl's voice was very low, and she just stood there, calm and indifferent: "Then do you know that the victim you mentioned, her son, did something on my car and caused the brakes to fail?"

"Did you know that because of what he called a single thought, I had a car accident, hit someone, and was sent to the emergency room of the hospital?"

"—You don't know, you always think that what you say is right, you will not feel that you are wrong, and you will not admit it."

This is human nature.

Funny and sad.

Irony.

"If the car accident had been more ruthless, I wouldn't have the opportunity to stand here and talk to you now, but I would be sent directly to the crematorium."

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