Chapter 887
The eSports King's Crush
Translator: 549690339
He could reply to messages.
It shouldnât be a big problem.
After mo Nan saw those few people, he was stunned.
Her red eyes gradually calmed down.
âOf course Iâm home. Whereâs your hand? is it okay?â
âI should be the one asking you that.â After typing the last word âyouâ, mo bei deleted it again. She didnât send this message, but said,ââWhy are you suddenly asking about my hand?â
Mo Nan: âthereâs a lot of talk about you fighting on the official website of Blackflame. Iâm afraid that someone will target you because youâre going to compete. Theyâll make you stay put and hurt you.â
âIâm fine. Iâm fine. â Mo bei did not linger on this matter for too long.ââBrother, Iâll wait for you tomorrow.â
Mo Nan clenched his fists and leaned against the wall of the airport when he heard that.
At the international airport, no one would notice this scene.
What a painful decision to make.
To others, it was rare and ordinary.
If he could, he never wanted to tell his sister that his hand would not recover.
âBei, you should withdraw from the competition.â Monan changed his approach.
When mo bei saw these five words, her fingers paused for a moment before she replied,ââWe havenât won the championship yet.â
We havenât won the championship.
That one sentence made Monan cover his eyes with his hands.
Itâs not me, itâs US.
âWhat Championship? when did our little stoic start to have such a desire for victory?â On WeChat, mo Nanâs tone was almost relaxed.ââBei, I donât have to go down this path. Iâve been out for a while and realized that itâs not bad to study more. If you want to compete, you can use beyâs identity when youâre dressed as a woman again. With my sisterâs abilities, sheâll definitely be able to beat a bunch of people in the spring competition.â
Mo bei already understood what he meant.
âThey are not Tu Hai.â It was a short reply.
Monan paused.
In just an instant.
He understood.
His sister already knew that his hand couldnât recover.
Mo Nan was anxious.âBei, listen to me. Itâs not what you think.â He said.
âBrother, I saw yang mengruo when I was surrounded today.â Mo bei stopped for a moment, then stood up and walked in the direction of the washroom.
Her movements were extremely natural.
No one would have thought that she was going to make a phone call.
When mo Nan saw yang mengruoâs name, he couldnât wait to fly back to China.
It was impossible to tell what the scene was like from the internet.
Everyoneâs focus would be on the fights between professional players.
He wouldnât care why.
Hence, mo Nan had no idea that his sister had met yang mengruo.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
And then, what did the other party say?
Monan knew what a serial trap was.
He had also tasted the consequences of his self-certification.
He just wanted to keep the beautiful thing in his sisterâs heart.
Things had come to this.
He should have paid for his stupidity a long time ago.
Bad temper, overbearing, and stupid.
At the same time, he had also violated some of the unspoken rules of the industry.
Why didnât he listen to Wang Jun?
He had never thought of this before.
In that instant, it filled Monanâs entire brain.
No matter how unbearable it was.
He had never thought about it.
His disassimilation.
It implicated bei.
Why had he never thought of compromising?
Just as Monan was thinking that ...
The phone rang. It was mo beiâs slightly hoarse voice.ââBrother, you didnât tell me because youâre worried that I wonât like games anymore?â
âYou were injured at home. I asked you, do you regret taking this path?â
âYou said you wonât regret it.â
âSome paths, no matter how hard it is to walk, because there is a place you want to reach, no matter what you encounter, you will persist in what you persist in.â