Chapter 1596
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1596: Lord fatty has returned!
Translator: 5496903
âWait a minute! F * ck, no way! Are you really going to leave me behind? Little spade, little spade!â
Zhao sanpang looked at the figure that disappeared into the streets and sighed that he had been careless in making friends.
Why did he have to listen to little spade and climb over the wall with her?
âLord fatty, Iâm rich.â
He struck it rich?
Zhao sanpang looked at the Qin familyâs shadows.âYou guys are really rich?â
âItâs President Qinâs orders. â
âIs your President Qin a person? Just listen to your President Qin!â
Zhao sanpang was still hanging, but that wasnât his main concern.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He turned on his phone and saw that the entire game forum was filled with his pictures.
It was even worse in the discussion group.
âMaster fatty, youâre awesome.â
âLord fatty, the hot search has been reserved.â
âMaster fatty, your new look is quite handsome.â
âCome and get the pictures. I just made them. I donât love anyone when I swing.â
Lin Feng was the last to speak.
Zhao sanpang was about to sneer at Supreme Alliance for being opportunistic.
She saw him send another line of text: âUsing this method to help the little stoic, the effect isnât bad, Lord fatty.â
Assistance?
Zhao sanpang shook his head and looked at the post carefully.
The title was,âIâm back. Who dares to bully me?â
Not bad, quite imposing, and in line with his identity ... Damn!
âWhy didnât that shameless Qin hang himself on a tree to become a hot topic!â
However, how did that guy know that he was going to return?
The more Zhao sanpang thought about it, the more he felt that he should stay away from Qin Xinji.
Little spade had been the one who had approached him about his return, and they had discussed it secretly.
Zhao sanpang trusted little spade in this aspect.
It couldnât be that Qin Xinyi had calculated it again!
At the thought of this, Zhao sanpang shut up.
On the internet, it blew up!
âReturn?â
âI canât believe I can see my Lord fatty return in the year of eternal life!â
âYeqing, return!!!â
âI guess master fatty canât bear to see beyâs encounter.â
âThe title is the finishing touch, and the picture is very nice!â
âCovering my face, a different way of returning.â
âBut wasnât master Fattyâs hand speed bad when he retired? You can get into the national team?â
One question after another was thrown out.
There were also bad voices.
But this time, in front of a straight man, she was completely crushed.
âI, Lord fatty, have returned. All of you, make way.â
âLook at the title. Itâs protecting her. It has nothing to do with you guys!â
âHe is bragging. Is he going to return to the national team as he wishes?â
The moment this sentence came out.
The organizing committee immediately reposted the attached picture: âThank you, Almighty fatty, for accepting the invitation of the organizing committee. We will meet in Milan.â
âYouâre just bragging, do you have anything else to say?â
For such a long period of time, he had bragged about being righteous and in a foul mood.
Things were finally peaceful now.
The only person who didnât know about this was probably mo bei.
She left the banquet hall and went to the courtyard house alone.
Even Feng nai didnât know.
An operation was waiting for her there.
Grandfather Butler was dressed in a white coat and had a pair of reading glasses on his face. His eyes were dark.âSometimes, the recipient will always feel guilty. Child, you have to take it easy.â
Mo bei lay on the pure white operating table, her eyes as cold as ever.ââIâm fine. You can start. â
âIn order to level up this time, some of your veins have been broken, and you need a period of time to repair them. Now that youâve had the surgery,â grandfather Butler sighed,ââIt wonât last long. Three months. Itâll still hurt if you play again.â
Mo beiâs eyes were light.âThe competition period for the world competition this time is two months. Three months is enough.â