In this game, including bp and the time the players took the stage, the total amount is less than 20 minutes.

It's almost the same as when he played Qianqiu in the first set.

If it is a normal game, you can actually accept it if you lose. No one here can afford to lose.

The most embarrassing problem is that Zhou Fan, who is so desperate, insists on betting with the me team.

The bright, red and white jar was placed not far away, reminding everyone of the price of losing.

It's so tragic...

Hu Jiaozhi gathered everyone and discussed in a low voice.

"Did you feel anything in that game just now?"

Tianbo said: "I have to change a hero who can fight three. What do you think is Lu Bu in the next game?"

Hu Jiaozhi said speechlessly: "Who wants to tell you this? What I want to ask is, during the game, have you noticed any breakthroughs to your opponent's strength and cooperation with each other?"

"After all, it's you who play on the court. The pressure they bring and the operation during team battles, your feelings should be the most intuitive."

Du Ruoxue said calmly: "Their cooperation is not very good. In those team battles, they seemed to be fighting in groups, but in fact they all fought for their own battles."

"I don't know whether they did it on purpose or whether they were really not fit enough with each other - the lineup we chose just now is indeed not suitable for fighting alone."

"So when the battlefield is divided into several, the fight is chaotic and disorderly, and it is isolated and helpless. I feel like a lonely reef in the waves, with no direction."

"...What you said is too literary. Simply put, it means that the cooperation is not in place? OK, I understand..."

Hu Jiaozhi turned to Liu Xiao, "Master Xiao, what do you say?"

Liu Xiao lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes scattered, and her eyes were filled with shadows: "It's very tired."

"No matter how you attack, there is always a feeling of strength hitting the cotton, which makes people feel uncomfortable."

"The next game must be banned from Zhuang Zhou!"

"...Okay, okay, Zhuang Zhou... feel powerless, right?" Hu Jiaozhi wrote two strokes in his small notebook.

"I'll talk about the choice of the next game. Do you guys see if it's OK?"

...

On the other side.

After the me team won the game, the players did not discuss reviewing or discuss the next choice.

The three former professional players walked towards the field together.

Pei Bei looked up and found that it was the three young people who were flowing in the air just now.

"Hey, have you seen it? Your broken team didn't even hold on to us for 20 minutes."

"Don't run away later. Stay honestly and don't move. Do you know? We have videos in our hands!"

Under the sunglasses, Zhou Fan's mouth curled up.

The person in the lead, the mid lane Fengxian, was suddenly a little unhappy.

"You are still laughing if you lose. Are you stupid? Or are you actually not just blind, but deaf? You are going to lose!"

He shouted loudly in Zhou Fan's ear, and immediately attracted a lot of onlookers.

These viewers watched the players from the me team walk down. They didn't know what they were going to do just now, and they thought it was an intermission break. They didn't expect that there was such a melon to eat.

In this cold winter, sitting in a warm room and eating a bite of sweet and juicy melon will make it so delicious.

Everyone stared at Zhou Fan and Pei Bei surrounded by the three of them with curiosity, looking forward to what they would do next.

Zhou Fan's smile on his face was still not restrained and he said lightly: "You said there are videos if there are videos? Can't bully me to see them?"

"Didn't I let it be for you just now?" Feng Xian was very upset.

"Is there any? I don't remember it. Could it be that you were recording?"

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the beauty next to me is a master's degree from the Law School of University B. She is proficient in various laws, especially civil law and administrative law."

"She just told me that the recording of videos that secretly filmed and recorded and made profits cannot be used as evidence, and it violated relevant laws and regulations and infringed on others' privacy and portrait rights. You'd better think clearly."

It is obvious that the plot of showing off his power and pretending to be a thrust, but why is it suddenly involved in the law?

Feng Xian didn't understand, and Li Shang and Lei Leng were even more so.

They have never been to school much. They joined the professional circle just because they can make money in games and just played it well.

In fact, many professional players are like this, and their educational level is not too high.

At this time, Zhou Fan casually fooled him and they believed it.

Pei Bei saw the three of them tangled, and struck while the iron was hot, saying coldly: "According to relevant legal provisions, privately spreading videos and threatening to make profits, you can be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of less than 5 years."

"You are only in your twenties now. You will be out in five years. In the age of nearly 30, you will still find a partner and a job with your parents and elders? What should you do if your parents and elders in your family do?"

Pei Bei was so serious that the three of them were stunned.

Feng Xian secretly cursed in his heart. You know so clearly, why didn’t you say it just now?

You were there when I recorded the video just now!

It's just that we have to wait until now, when there are so many people, and we will say it. How can we step down like this?

He turned his brain wildly, hoping to find a solution.

Who knew that Zhou Fan continued to laugh and said, "Listen to the sound, there should be many friends who come to watch the game next to you? Let's get to know me, my name is Zhou Fan, and I am the captain of the RG team."

"Former Captain!"

Du Ruoxue and others, who were discussing things on the stage, saw a group of people surrounding the field, and it seemed that Zhou Fan and Pei Bei were in the middle, so they quickly came to support.

Tianbo interjected a sentence, and then Yang Dianfeng covered his mouth and dragged it to the corner, preventing him from having a chance to continue speaking.

“…Ahem.”

Zhou Fan coughed twice and pulled everyone's attention back, "Just now, several of me's friends made a bet with us."

"But I thought about it seriously and made a bet. What if they lose and run away? I can't chase them, right?"

Zhou Fan pointed his sunglasses with his index finger and continued, "So, there are so many friends present now. I want to ask you to be a witness and witness the bet between our RG team and the me team."

Zhou Fan said it very well, and his handsome appearance and invisibly exuded temperament easily made others cheer.

"Okay, what bet, let's talk about it, let's all help supervise it!"

"That's right, let's talk, the game is about to continue, and it's too late!"

Zhou Fan turned to Fengxian and smiled and said, "In the hands of this handsome guy, we have recorded the video we have set. Maybe you can ask the organizer to help me play it?"

The situation here has long been noticed by the Internet cafe staff. At this time, Zhou Fan made such a request. After the staff asked his superiors for instructions, they quickly received a reply.

"Hurry up and agree to him!"

The young leader in charge of the deputy stage was a middle-aged man with a mustache. At this time, there was no expression on his face, but he was already sneering in his heart.

"If you don't go in heaven, you don't have a way, and if you don't have a door to hell, you're going to break in. Just hit the gun, and you can't blame me if you want to die."

Yizihu stood in the distance, staring at Zhou Fan indifferently, raised his hand, and asked the staff to play it quickly.

Soon, the video taken by Feng Xian just now was played on the competition screen.

On the side of the sub-stage, there were about 100 people watching it off the scene.

When the excitement began, the nature of others was revealed and they came over naturally.

When the video started playing, two or three hundred people had gathered off the scene, and Wuyang was almost all heads.

"...Did you see the spittoon over there? Whoever loses will drink it all!"

Feng Xian's sharp voice came out, the camera swayed, and moved from Zhou Fan's face to the spittoon not far away.

The picture is enlarged and a 5-second close-up is given.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the sound of retching that Feng Xian himself could not suppress.

"vomit……"

When the feature came out, when Feng Xian's dry retching sound came out, it was like a domino, one infected two people, and even the two or three hundred people on the field could no longer withstand it.

They all started to retching.

"vomit!"

"I... what the hell did I do!"

Someone had a pale face, trembling hands, took out a tissue and wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dull, as if he was **x.

That picture is too impactful.

It's so fucking desperate...

Even Feng Xian himself reviewed the video again and realized how brave he was just now.

This not only forced Zhou Fan to a dead end, but also forced himself to the death!

If you lose...then, then...
To be continued...