Chapter 14: Posture: Good brother, just let me jump! 【Ask for monthly ticket】

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This night.

Su Cheng's hand felt hot and the show was so fun.

The DJ's dance music is full of passion. The young man's left hand is full of joy, and his right hand is a green arrow. His crotch gesture is howling to help, and no grass grows wherever he passes.

"QW three belts and one, how do you respond?" - OgGod

"QWAA Three took a couple of people away and asked you if the rice cake is delicious?" - OgGod

"Five of them rushed into my face? As soon as I drove away A and A with the ghost knife, 345678910JQK Tianshun flushed all the kills! Come on, let me rush at you and kill as many as you come! Make a small bet with Ionia Holy work, do you have this strength?" - OgGod

"Who said I only know AD cards? A thousand-mana-power nuclear bomb blue card. I only played a King. If you think you can resist it, take a step forward. Stand back a little for the big tree on the road. I didn't call you. !”——OgGod

"..."

This kid...

Whenever someone kills someone, a golden sentence must be spoken.

All kinds of risqué words kept coming out one after another, causing many water friends to laugh all night long without stopping.

High-scoring anchors and passer-by kings from all sides were humiliated and removed from the broadcast one after another. There were many youth training players who were desperate in the professional circle and were dissatisfied. However, by the morning of the game, their scalps were numb from the points they had taken, so they all ran their own ways. Road, temporarily avoid the edge.

Driven by a large number of water friends, countless popular memes were born in the live broadcast circle overnight.

[When you are facing off against the Orange God, you must not let him kill you alone. Once you let this kid kill you once, you will be in trouble. 】

[Disadvantage can be recovered, but how to recover the psychological trauma? 】

[The Orange God’s mouth is a harmful ghost. 】

[The ultimate secret of the card, playing cards in the game, typing on the hand, double suppression of the mind and body, this is the last card in the national server! ! 】

【……】



Win points +27! !

Win points +25! !

Victory points +24! !

Win points +26! !

The fight lasted until eight o'clock in the morning.

With the end of another Rank game, Su Cheng's score has reached an incredible height.

The strongest king—849! !

"One, two, three, four." Zhi Zhi's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he checked his record on the TGP interface, "Wairui, Cheng Zi, you are so awesome on horseback, four pages of winning streak!!"

"I have been a professional for so many years, and I have never seen something so outrageous. Four pages more, 33 consecutive wins, Turtle. Excluding yesterday, I won another 17 consecutive games tonight. Who can see this? Are you confused?"

The gesture is incredible and can be called a 'miracle'.

Looking sideways at Su Cheng, whose eyes were dull, he could not wait to kiss his good brother's smooth and pink forehead!

"Eighth, eighth!"

"Dopa is in the lead, with 937 points, almost a hundred points higher than you. That old guy can't stand it any longer and is off the air."

The gesture was squealing, and the eyes looking at Su Fan were literally shining.

Ever since Dopa was smashed to pieces by Su Cheng with a card at night, this kid was eager to prove that he was the best in the national server. He was supposed to be released at 11 o'clock, and he kept fighting until four o'clock in the morning, during which he lost several times. There was a win, but as Su Cheng's score rose rapidly, he encountered him twice. Without exception, the famous card king was captured by Su Cheng twice.

In the end, because of the assistant's advice and because my body couldn't bear it anymore, I chose to humiliate myself and go live.

Orange God has become famous and has made a big impact on the people of the country.

Seeing that she had not entered the queue after waiting in line for a while, Su Cheng's eyes felt sleepy and her stomach was growling.

After spinning two boxes of chewing gum in one night and shouting passionately for seven or eight hours, he was really exhausted. Listening to the music still playing in the headphones, Su Cheng felt the urge to vomit for some reason. This special meow has been playing the song list three or four times all night long...

Quickly pausing, Su Cheng felt weak and said, "Brother Hao, brother is dumb..."

"Good brother, I know you are very tired, but don't be tired first. I will give you more food and grass." Zhizhu kept talking and said excitedly: "33 consecutive wins, the Internet has been shaken. If you believe me, brother, take advantage of Dopa's sleep. Keep doing it, if you win four more, Dopa will kneel down and lick you when you get up tomorrow!"

"Do you think what you are saying is human?" Su Cheng rolled his eyes and said depressedly: "Seventeen times in one night, you just fucked one, I'm just a donkey of the production team right now. It’s time to take a break, right?”

"sleep!"

Su Cheng turned around, rolled over and got into bed without even having time to turn off the computer.

After lying down all night, he was already ranked 26th on the ranking list and was still very excited. It was true that he was not as tired as Su Cheng, but it was more because he was too high-spirited. After all, from S3 to now, he has had so many headaches. It felt so good for once.

"No, C is not called C, right?"

"Just say brother C doesn't have C."

Su Cheng closed her eyes and breathed evenly.

"Oh no, are you really asleep?" Zhi Zhi came closer with a suspicious look on his face, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Don't sleep. My brother has already ordered takeout for you."

With that said, he took out his mobile phone and quickly opened Meituan to operate it.

"Stop lighting up and go to sleep on the kang. You won't be hungry when you sleep. This is how my brother got here when he didn't have enough to eat."

"I'm in my dreamland, thank you for inviting me!"

Su Cheng closed her eyes and her voice was weak.

"A single 6."

He gave a thumbs up gesture and saw that Su Cheng was really asleep, so he hurriedly went to bed.

But he was too excited. When he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with his exaggerated record of thirty-three consecutive victories. Although it was the same winning streak, it was not him who got the C, and the hidden points were different. Compared with Su Cheng's extra points, The score of 25-28 is an exaggeration. If he wins one, he only has 17. This is why the same master started with 0 win points. Su Cheng reached eighth in the national server, but he was only ranked 26th.

"Yeah, get up and do it, just one!"

"Just hit it and go to sleep!"

He took out the only mosquito-repellent incense remaining, treating it as a starting cigarette, and confidently clicked 'Start queue'.

While taking the time to order takeout, he also asked the rider to bring a pack of mosquito coils.

Not long after.

The match has been found.

When they saw that the Orange God did not queue up together, the four teammates were a little dumbfounded. They were all all-night players. It was already known to everyone that they lay down 33 times in a row and reached the 26th place in the strongest king. How dare this kid dare to do it? When someone opened a solo queue, teammates expressed doubts.

"The bastard has won thirty-three games in a row. Do my brothers have any doubts about it? Do you have any doubts about it?"

"How long is your winning streak?"

With a record of thirty-three consecutive victories in his hand, he felt confident when he gestured, typed and interacted with his teammates.

He responded by walking four 6s individually.

"Let me tell you, before Rank was a coward who took good care of his brothers, so he didn't use his strength. Now sit down and watch my performance. I will give you a disaster of the ocean. I faced Kunba LPL current professional players in the IG training match. The coward shoots every second!"

"No opponent!"

After all, he is a professional player, and the fact that he was kicked out by IG has not yet been exposed online.

There is still some credibility to this statement.

Fifteen minutes later.

"You are this."

"I believe your lies. Stop showing off and call the Orange God."

"Thirty-three consecutive wins are gone."

"0-5, one shot at a time, learned."

After five votes of approval, each of the four teammates expressed their "approval" from the bottom of their hearts.

“Blank!!!”

The attitude of losing the game and being tortured is called a hot act.

It happened that the takeaway was delivered at this time. Seeing that Su Cheng was sleeping heavily, he didn't go to call him. He just took out the mosquito coil and continued to line up before he could finish his meal. "If you win a handful, go to bed. If you win a handful, go to bed." !”

Thirty-three consecutive wins gone?

Out of the way.

It would be nice to win it back!

Fifteen minutes later.

One vote was against, four votes were in favor of surrender, and the base exploded!

“Blank it!!”

"Vote for you Dema."

"I'm so bad at Gou Ba, why should I be given four pig-nosed teammates?"

He kept smoking cigarettes angrily, looking at his 6-2 record, feeling like a loser in his heart. It was a pity that he was so well-developed and the captain didn't see the four cubs. The most important thing was that he could turn over. In the game, the four teammates were stunned and voted four times to ignore his objection and forcibly ruin the game.

Farke! !

"Come again!!"

With an attitude of not believing in evil, he started ranking again.

after.

In the huge room, the blackout curtains were tightly closed, the room was dark, and the air conditioner whirred.

Su Cheng fell asleep in a daze.

The computer screen flashed, and the mosquito coils were dotted one after another. From the beginning, he was always cursing, and then he said nothing and only smoked a stuffy cigarette. No one knew what he had gone through, only the words of 'failure'. The beep will sound every fifteen minutes.





13:00.

Su Cheng felt a choking feeling. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the roof was full of smoke. The computer screen was flashing. The familiar Brother Hao had two sticks of mosquito coils in his mouth at once. There were six or seven cigarette boxes on the table in front of him. There are two tightly packed take-out boxes on one side, and the seals have not been broken.

"Ahem..."

"Liu Zhihao, you really want to die!"

Su Cheng's eyes hurt from being choked. He quickly stood up and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight shone in. He opened both windows. The floors here were high, and the cold wind blew in quickly, diluting the smoke in the room.

He stepped forward in disbelief, put out the two mosquito coils in his mouth, and complained: "Brother asked you to smoke, but I didn't ask you to smoke to death."

【fail! ! ! 】

The sound of the base exploding suddenly came from the headphones.

Look sideways.

Lost?

If you lose, you should lose. What Su Cheng is more concerned about is the sightless look in his eyes at this time. This kid's face is so pale that he looks like a corpse that just crawled out of the morgue. "No, Bao, please say something. Is it because your brother is usually too strict with you?"

"Chengzi, brother is going to die, just let him die."

He looked like he was about to cry, but when he saw Su Cheng, it was as if he was seeing his own father. The dignified seven-foot-tall man almost didn't cry on the spot. Su Cheng didn't even understand what happened, but saw his good brother standing up straight away. He ran towards the window, and then in the sight of Su Cheng's pupils shaking, he kicked out with one foot and rode directly up to the wall to climb over.

"Fuck!!"

"This is the eighteenth floor!"

"You are crazy about riding a horse!!"

Su Cheng was shocked.