The Mercedes-Benz Pavilion is a prestigious permanent venue since the 2010 Shanghai World Expo. It can accommodate 18,000 people and operates 24 hours a day. It is known as the "Cultural Center that never sleeps".

But such a large, professional and technological center that is at the forefront of the times had its power outage inexplicably? Moreover, both backup power boxes burned out. This is really a strange thing in the world. This matter quickly became popular among major media outlets.

News list. Relevant departments only said that it is still under investigation and it is not convenient to disclose the situation.

But I knew this incident was man-made because the perpetrator was standing in front of me.

A strange message from three hours ago invited me here, claiming to be the person responsible for the power outage, and also gave my name. I was about to call the police, but I was stopped by a photo of me in a casino.

Photos of opening bets.

It's that damn place again.

"Is that you?" Several faces flashed through my mind, but I never thought it was him.

"Hey, we meet again."

The person in front of me was wearing casual clothes. Although I had seen him only a few times, he impressed me deeply. He was the FG King Quan who was very capable but relied on fake matches to make a living.

Wang Quan: "I came here just to ask you, where has Agui gone?"

I smiled: "You have to ask the police where he went. Just because of this, you burned the electrical box of the Mercedes-Benz Center? But I'm curious how you did it?"

He shrugged: "It's simple, because what I burn is not the electrical box, but the money."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me, what do you want to do?"

Wang Quan and I are not old friends, and we don’t have time to reminisce about the past, so we just open the skylight and talk frankly.

Wang Quan also said: "I want to overthrow Wang Chongtian."

As soon as these words came out, I was really stunned. The love-hate relationship between uncle and nephew actually happened to me.

I didn't know what he was up to, so I just frowned and looked at him, with three words written on my face: "I don't believe it."

Wang Quan smiled: "As far as I know, uncle invested a lot of money for you to win, so..."

I frowned even deeper when I heard this.

"So I want you to win, and it's best to win the final championship."

"Oh?" I crossed my arms, ready to listen to him continue.

"I have the account information of his casino operation in my hand. The account is legal, but the source is abnormal. This time he changed hands and invested a lot of money for you to win. I have seen it all. Since you were the loser group,

From the beginning of the game, he started to build momentum for you, and then induced others to go to his online casino to place bets. By now, I estimate he has made a few hundred dollars."

I sneered in my heart, no wonder the public opinion trend these days is wrong, everyone is talking about VGJ, and it is indeed the old bastard Wang Chongtian who is responsible.

The bank owner is different from the dog gambler. The bank owner never loses money. He only makes more or small profits. The losers are always those who gamble.

"Then what are you going to do with him?" I narrowed my eyes, wanting to hear his plan to kill the family.

"It's simple. I'll spend money on the odds. Then the odds will drop crazily. As soon as you win, his profits will explode. Then I'll have to use some means. Then I'll report his account, and boom—"

Wang Quan made an explosive gesture: "Direct GG."

"I really want to know what is your reason for killing your relatives out of justice? Do you want to start a new life and start a new career like Wen Kui?"

Wang Quan sneered at my words: "Ha, Wen Kui is nothing. How much money can I make from playing professionally? The money I have earned in these few games is not enough to fill my teeth. Xiao Se, I don't blame you for your lack of knowledge, but for a long time

I got the bait, so I want to hold the hook myself this time.”

I was silent at this time. Wen Kui and Wang Quan are two different types. One can't help but want to wash his hands in a golden basin, and the other enjoys it and has a big appetite. Wen Kui wants to pursue his career and pursue his dream, while Wang Quan wants to

Zhuang ate his own uncle.

This kind of royal power is really terrifying. It only sees profit and no emotion.

"Then... I wish you good luck." I clapped my hands, scratched my head and left. Although the enemy of my enemy is my friend, it's better to have less contact with people like him.

"Don't you want to win the TI championship?"

In one word, hold my legs firmly.

"I have some things here. With this, you won't have any problem taking down Wings." Wang Quan walked up, holding a stack of books in his hand, which vaguely looked like battle records?

"This is?"

"How about the battle data of all Wings training matches? If you win Wings, I will consider giving you OG's training matches. The Ti championship and tens of millions of dollars will be yours. It's a win-win for us."

I suddenly raised my head and saw Wang Quan's smug smile. I got angry and punched Wang Quan directly.

Wang Quan flashed his head and said with a gloomy expression: "Xiao Se, don't give me any shame. If I hadn't helped you today, your trash team would have been beaten 2:0 by them!"

I replied coldly: "My skills are not as good as those of others, but my skills are worse than making small moves behind my back."

"Hmph -" Wang Quan sneered, "It seems that you have forgotten about the Manila Casino. When my uncle gave me full responsibility for your affairs, I have your leverage here. As long as you use your hands and feet..."

My heart skipped a beat, Jack was arrested, and it would be a little troublesome to get my alibi.

"It's up to you." I pretended not to care. I knew that as long as I bowed my head at this time, the initiative would only be in his hands.

"Not only you, but also your teammate Yang..."

…

"Hey, everything can be discussed..."

I took the brochure handed over by Wang Quan with a sly smile, feeling very complicated in my heart.

"By the way, Wen Kui's sister Wen Yaqing, do you know where she is?" Suddenly remembering that incident, I hurriedly asked Wang Quan.

He looked confused: "Wen Kui's sister? I've never seen her."

…

After the storm, the game resumed.

Familiar venue, familiar opening process, entry, cheers, applause, and then BP. Everything yesterday seems to have never happened, but only I know the earth-shaking changes.

The score on the big screen was fixed at 0:1, and VGJ.T was temporarily behind.

But the score soon changed.

VGJ.T 1:1 Wings.

"Okay, little bastard, today's BP is so powerful, it's like turning on a light, so cruel?"

"How come I feel so comfortable today? It's all thanks to yesterday's power outage. I'd be sorry if I don't win the championship this time, haha."

"You mean the only designated champion?"

My teammates were very excited, but I was the only one who was depressed because this victory was stolen.

My blackbird in the middle performed mediocrely and had no rhythm at all, but the rhythm of my teammates was full. Fy and Yang were fighting vigorously, and AME took over the game directly in the late stage. The advantage of Wings is that it handles the pull of the mid-term team battle very well, but

The laning phase is weak, so my BP will go through the laning. In the mid-term, we have the leading equipment and are naturally not afraid of the enemy's pull.
Chapter completed!