king of los angeles

Chapter 351 352. Good luck, eat chicken at night

A rare vacation, of course it is for other people. Lin Feng thinks he is on vacation every day, but sometimes the way of vacation is to use basketball.

In the afternoon, a phone call from Hart aroused Lin Feng's interest.

Three missing one!

But it's not mahjong, but chicken.

Originally, Lin Feng planned to go to the barber shop to fix his hairstyle, but when he heard that Hart was pulling four lines for PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, he immediately drove to his house with his laptop in his arms.

Speaking of game masters in the league, one has to mention Celtics small forward Gordon Hayward, known as the "winner of life", Hayward is a full-fledged game fan, and once said that there is no hero player on earth The league can play as well as he does.

During the 2011 NBA lockout, when other players were playing overseas, Hayward participated in the StarCraft 2 game and eventually won a $10 match bonus.

Having said that, many people in the Lakers like to play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, and experience the excitement on the computer screen after the game.

Philosopher Kuzma once said that playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds can exercise the endurance of the heart, especially at the final moment of the decisive battle. When everyone lies in the grass and waits for the opponent to make a mistake, the tension is no more than that of the basketball finals.

Lin Feng felt ashamed of this. This defensive colander often speaks harshly and has become one of the Lakers' team cultures.

After receiving Hart's call, Lin Feng, who was taking a nap in a street cafe, immediately drove to Hart's house five kilometers away.

The sleepy cafe owner watched a young lad get into a Ferrari and drive off.

The snow still exists on the streets of Los Angeles, dotting the city.

When we arrived at Hart's house, this was Lin Feng's first visit.Hart rented the loft apartment after being drafted by the team last year.

Usually living with his girlfriend is just right, the layout is very good, Lin Feng's heart warms up when he sees it, and he has the urge to live across from his house.

"Hey old man, you came at the right time. I heard that you are the master of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, so hurry up and lead us to victory!"

Hart gave Lin Feng a big hug after opening the door, and took Lin Feng's laptop with a smile.

"I knew you were a bunch of bad guys. Without me, there is no way to win! Your girlfriend is not at home? Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to make a scene here?"

Lin Feng still had some concerns, Hart smiled mysteriously, "She went shopping with her best friend, at least she won't come back at night, so we have plenty of time to play games."

"Yay! Gary! You're finally here, I've had enough of Hart's marksmanship!"

Big Mouth Wagner came downstairs with a cup of coffee in his hand. It seemed that they had a good time here.

Kuzma is naturally indispensable for this kind of occasion. This guy just broke up with his girlfriend quickly on Christmas Eve, and now he has returned to being a single nobleman, which does not affect his mood at all.

Lin Feng likes to tease this guy, Kuzma has a big heart, never gets angry, but enjoys it.

"Kyle, how did you spend last night alone? Do you need to help you contact the special services in Los Angeles, hahaha."

Lin Feng knew that this kid couldn't help being lonely, and now he urgently needed to find a female companion.

Kuzma spread his hands, "Now it seems that I prefer to stay at home and play games with girls. This is life!"

After going upstairs, Lin Feng found that the leisure room above had been converted into a game room by Hart. Three laptops were placed head to head, and the screen stayed on the two boxes.

Only Kuzma is still alive, but he is already dying.

Lin Feng looked at their stats, and then laughed, "Damn, you are a disgrace to the team, I'm going to call Pelinka and ask him to fire you now."

Hart and Wagner almost fell into a box, and Kuzma picked up a piece of tattered equipment and kept lying on the grass, like a lamb being slaughtered.

Just as he was talking, a grenade was thrown to his feet and turned into a box amidst Kuzma's shout of "no, no, no".

Lin Feng laughed wildly, this group of guys is really good, if he leads the three to eat chicken, it may be more difficult than winning the championship.

"Listen guys, if we win today, I'll have dinner."

Hart's proposal made everyone very excited, and finally had the opportunity to kill him hard.

Brought drinks from the refrigerator, Lin Feng took a glass of orange juice.

"Good luck, eat chicken at night!"

Shouting slogans, the four of them started a round immediately.

Undoubtedly, the three rookies chose to follow.

From the time when they waited for the death flight in Quality Square, the three of them started to get excited, because they knew that Lin Feng was a master at eating chicken, and he could eat chicken four or five times in ten rounds, which was amazingly efficient.

Kuzma is a master of awkward conversations, even in games.

As soon as he entered the game, he turned on the microphone and started looking for girls. Wagner was relatively quiet, and followed Lin Feng honestly.

As the plane took off, Kuzma began to improvise, "Welcome to Los Angeles Airlines, and I am sorry to tell everyone that you will all die today because we have a god-level existence in our team. The last piece of advice comes from your friend Kyle Kuzma." Zema."

A girl replied, "Kuzma? Kuzma of the Los Angeles Lakers? If it's really you, then I want to say that you played really badly."

Lin Feng and the others laughed when they heard this, and Kuzma felt ashamed, spread his hands helplessly, and then told the girl that Piltover was singled out.

Of course, the duel between the two was unsuccessful, because Lin Feng took them to the airport, which was his favorite place to dance, with abundant supplies and many people, it was absolutely exciting.

The three rookies were a little worried, because they jumped there when they were playing before, and they all landed in boxes without exception, because the war at the airport was too fierce.

"Gary, are you sure we're going to that ghostly place?" Hart frowned, and the painful memory of the general came to mind.

Lin Feng smiled slightly. He still had confidence in his skills. At critical moments, Hart and the others only needed to hide themselves and provide fire support, and he would do the rest.

"Don't worry about my guys, all you have to do is to save your life, just leave the rough things like killing to me."

The three-second prediction means that Lin Feng can know the screen three seconds later in the game, which itself is equivalent to a built-in plug-in, but the blue hole cannot detect it anyway.

When he landed at the airport, Kuzma immediately started howling, because he had been shot and ran all over the ground.

"Brother, don't you need to be so exciting, I'll come and save you right away."

Holding a small pistol in his hand, Lin Feng taught that guy to be a man.

Kuzma breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bewilderedly.

"Gary, I will pass the ball to you more in the future."

"Hahaha, there's no need to do this, I don't want to threaten you with a game, it's just a game."

Soon they ruled the airport under the leadership of Lin Feng, fully equipped, and drove to the next destination.

(End of this chapter)