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One hundred and forty-eight: being fished(2/2)

The kill average per game is almost reaching three digits. The winning rate is also stable at 80 or 90, and the winning streak is even more outrageous.

"Ah? Are there such people? Are they mentally abnormal?" Bu Zhi's view of DOTA was completely ruined.

"Well, there are still a small number of people like this. There are crazy people wherever they go, so just ignore them." I looked at Bai Yu's record and silently wrote down these IDs in my mind.

"Are you still fighting?" Wang Chenyu asked.

Gu Nan looked at the time and said goodbye directly: "Damn, it's already so late. If I don't call, I won't call. Today is the evening shift. I'll be late again."

"Are you still working so hard when you go to college?"

"Work-study program means that children from poor families will be the masters of their families early on."

I nodded: "Okay, go ahead."

So there are four people left who can't compete in the ladder and can only be matched.

We have two generals, two girls, and a passerby.

The original plan was to have a casual game and let Bai Yu and Bu Zhi fight against Big Brother to change their mood, but the opponent started taunting them when they were selecting players at the beginning.

[Orphan Killer: Oh, it’s these two girls again, changing to a licking dog? Kindly remind you, please retreat, otherwise you will be stuck in traffic for forty minutes this time. 】

"It's them again!" Bu Zhi's teeth itched with hatred.

The first and second hands on the opposite side directly click on the elf fish and the unlimited abuse spring combination.

"You two are playing doubles, brother, have fun, don't lose!" Bu Zhi's Hedong lion roar sounded in my ears, AME and I looked at each other and smiled, how could we dare to disobey orders.

The only passerby on our side has already started typing on the public screen: "Oh my god, your winning rate is so high, why don't you go professional?"

When he said this, I immediately clicked on the information on the opposite side, haha, they are all ruthless people.

The opponents with the highest scores are Shadow Demon with 78 consecutive wins, Water Man with 33 consecutive wins, and as an assistant, Elf with 68 consecutive wins.

[It’s impossible to lose (Slark): What’s so good about the profession? We’re not poor. 】

Oh, I am working professionally to make money?

Don't tell me, it's true.

[Piggy Run (Prophet): It turns out he is a successful person, my God. I have already passed the level in real life, so I come to the game to find a sense of presence. I admire you. 】

"Pfft."

"Hahaha, this prophet is so funny."

Bai Yu and Bu Zhi were both amused. They originally thought that this passerby was frightened by the opponent's high winning rate, but turned out to be an Onmyoji.

The person opposite was not a fool either. Hearing the prophet's strange annoyance, he immediately told Quan harshly that he would torture her for an hour.

I just like you confident geniuses and hermits in the world. Then naturally we have to show our unique skills to show respect.
Chapter completed!
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