Chapter 1678
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1678: Fengnai Mobei
Translator: 5496903
At this thought, han Junxi retracted his thoughts and smiled.ââYe Bing and the others are nearby. Theyâll be here soon.â
Upon hearing this, mo bei put down her tablet and was about to speak.
âCoach han?â It was Feng nai. The moment he stood up from his seat, the languidness on his body disappeared. Instead, his black eyes were filled with oppression. He was in his battle uniform, his legs were long and slender, and there seemed to be a hint of coldness at the corners of his lips.
âItâs me,âhan Junxi smiled.
Feng nai could clearly see the unconcealed ambition on his face. He smirked, his eyes dark.âNo need to trouble yourself, she wonât call.â
âThis ...â Han Junxi turned to look at mo bei.
Mo beiâs face was cold as she met his gaze.ââWait a moment.â
âOh, okay.â Han Junxi still did not understand when bey wanted him to wait.
The man with the cold temperament in front of him grabbed Kingâs wrist.
The two of them went to the side and whispered.
Han Junxi looked at Zhao sanpang in surprise.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Zhao sanpang wrapped his arm around the manâs neck.âI say, old han, youâre being a stranger, arenât you? how can you only talk about the competition when youâre here? come, come, sit down. Iâll treat you to tea!â
Han Junxi almost stopped breathing. His short legs were still struggling.âI, I don ât, donât ...â
âPlease donât reject me, old han.â Zhao sanpang loosened his grip and said with a serious expression,âIf you do this, youâll hurt the deep friendship weâve had for so many years. Youâll make me suspect that youâre trying to set up Xiao Budianâs tactics. How can I be at ease letting Xiao Budian play against you, donât you think so?â
Han Junxi coughed twice and immediately denied,ââI, I definitely donât have that thought!â
âIâm hurt,â Zhao sanpang sat down beside him.âIâm just joking. Old han, what are you so nervous about?â
Han Junxi felt guilty and sat up straight.ââIâm not nervous, I just canât even catch my breath. â
Panda and Teng Hui listened and looked at each other.
It was indeed difficult to catch his breath.
With Lord Fattyâs method, whoeverâs shoulder was pressed would be able to get up.
However, with such a hint, even with their intelligence, they could guess the purpose of the coach from Country H coming here.
Not to mention the boss who didnât agree to this game from the start.
Panda turned his head and looked in the direction of the French window.
Mo bei was saying something in a low voice.
Feng NAIâs slender figure leaned back, the coldness in his eyes seemingly endless.ââTen 1v1 matches. Donât you want your hand?â
âDonât worry. â Mo bei lowered her eyes.
Feng NAIâs voice was faint.âWhatâs there to worry about? itâs not like itâs my hand.â
Mo bei knew that he was feeling emotional and wasnât very good at coaxing people. Her right hand, which was hanging by her side, clenched and then released. Then, she tugged on his sleeve.âI wonât let anything happen to my hand before the finals.â
Feng nai turned sideways and looked at the person who never had any expression on his face. Then, he looked at the hand that was tugging at his sleeve. It was pale but strong. When he clicked the mouse, he could even see the blood vessels on the back of his hand. His entire body exuded an icy cold aura.
People who didnât know better would think that she was a tough rock that couldnât be pierced no matter what.
In reality ...
âThen bey must take good care of herself.â Feng nai tugged at her hand and placed it in his palm, shaking it twice.ââAfter all, this kind of meatless hand can be broken easily.â
âWhat do you mean byâ give up â? you have to fight ten 1v1 matches?â he asked.
Mo bei lifted her eyes to look at him, her dark eyes very bright.âCountry Hâs team will play three team matches with us.â