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Chapter 147 School of Finance and Economics(2/2)

Is it a coincidence just now?

Chen Dong is not weak now. After being resurrected, Yi was careful to hide behind the soldiers, moving back and forth, and avoiding the robot's hook.

But after 2 minutes, he got hit by the robot's hook. He deliberately paused, then turned around and wanted to run away. He was directly interrupted by the robot's energy iron fist and was killed on the spot.

"Boss, what level is this robot? He will see me interrupt me. If I get pulled, I will die and I can't escape."

Chen Dongyi turned his head and realized that it was not just difficult to play in the bottom lane. The final score of the middle lane card was suppressed by 5 in 7 minutes. This is already a very terrifying number. Zeng Jun's final score even Xia Xin praised him for his master level.

The Tsar was trying hard to push the line, letting the card to finish the attack under the card tower, and occasionally the prince would come to protect it, letting the Tsar consume the cards under the tower, so that he would not be as comfortable as the final attack. He was a very powerful Tsar.

Not only that, the collapse of the side road also made it difficult for the people on the road to fight. The head of the man made him unable to suppress Jian Ji. Jian Ji became cruel early, and the prince even stood in the eyes of the grass on the road, making the horse dare not go over and finish the fight.

The real purpose of the jungler is not to kill people, but to interfere with the wings and give them a sense of fear.

And this prince really did it.

The whole line was crushed miserably.

Wu Ziwen said bitterly, "Boss, what level is their entire team? Is the pressure so great?"

The blind monk wanted to gank, but found that he had nothing to do. His rhythm was gone. He couldn't beat the top lane. He couldn't beat the bottom lane, and he was blind. The middle lane was also a clue. Moreover, the Tsar pushed the troops for a few seconds, and he had no chance at all.

He couldn't find anything to do.

Bai Yu shook his head, "No, our pace is too messy. The team on the other side has obviously practiced, so you will lose."

It's like a grown-up strong man who plays Taekwondo master. Bai Yu feels that the opponent may not be as strong as himself, but the routine is good.

Zhang Feng frowned, "The fourth brother, the strength of the opponent is not simple. You go down first and let Lao Liu go up and the lower lane is the only one who can suppress it."

Zhang Feng said as he turned his head, and was surprised to see that Xia Xin, who was still sleeping just now, was missing.

"What about the six old people."

Bai Yu replied coldly, "Lao Liu just woke up and said he was hungry and went to buy meat bags. He also said he would bring it to you."

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