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Now when Mo Shigui saw Boss Yin, he felt guilty, guilty, and a series of emotions surged up.

In fact, he was also thinking... If the professional players who jumped the nucleus didn't play the holy spirit during this period, would they be able to win the world championship this time?

"Old Song, do you still dare to mention the Holy Spirit?" The voice of the black pot cooking meat was also very low, for fear that President Yin would fire Mo Shigui if he heard it.

He also seems to attribute the loss of the jumping nucleus to the reason he played the holy spirit crazily during this time.

"If you have an accident at your base, go online and have a look." Boss Yin, who was paralyzed on the sofa, said suddenly. He looked up at the ceiling above, without even looking at Mo Shigui.

"Boss Yin, did you hear that? We're just talking."

Heiguozhurou was so frightened that his whole body tensed up. Now that the game had just been lost, it was too late for them to blame each other. Now Heiguozhurou decided to take the blame.

"It's not that you guys are too weak in this match, it's that Xiaoye...he...he's unreasonable, we all lost to King's Landing in the dispute, shouldn't we lose again in the Holy Spirit?" Boss Yin said again.

He is different from those players who purely invest in the e-sports circle to build clubs. He is also a game lover himself, so he invested in the establishment of this club. Therefore, he has a more thorough understanding of this game than passers-by. It is not his own guild. , but the enemy has Xiaoye.

"But there is no VR equipment in the venue."

I didn't expect my own boss to be so generous... or to say that I don't care about past suspicions. If it were someone else's boss, I would definitely give him a serious reprimand.

"Yes, there is a VR experience hall under the venue, which seems to have [-] latest VR devices." Another professional player in the team said.

"But it will be the departure ceremony for the Intercontinental Competition soon." Mo Shigui stopped the team members who were about to move with a cold voice, "We are going to play later, now go out... out of order!"

"There is commercial time, and there are post-match interviews and intercontinental game broadcasts for about half an hour. You just need to come back within half an hour... You Freya are all very beautiful, and if you disfigure your face, it will disturb everyone's mentality. "Boss Yin's gaze was fixed on the ceiling above, and Mo Shigui didn't know what he was thinking right now.

"Then...we're leaving?"

Heiguozhurou had already put his hand on the doorknob at the door of the lounge, Boss Yin waved his hand to signal them to leave quickly, and disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, Black Pot Cooked Rou nodded to Mo Shigui, turned the doorknob and walked outside. Mo Shigui did not shirk, and followed his team members to the corridor outside the lounge.

But Shigui ran into an acquaintance in the corridor... Can Xin.

In reality, Can Xin is very short, only 1.6 meters seven, with a baby face and looks like a junior high school student, but he is already in his 20s.

In reality, he served as the logistics manager after retiring from the Abyss Temple. Due to the reason for the intercontinental competition, all the members of the Abyss Temple, Coke Fanatic, King's Landing, and Leaping Nucleus were in this venue.

"Old Song, are you going to the bathroom too?" Can Xin scratched her head and asked tentatively.

Mo Shigui didn't answer Canxin, but nodded lightly...then walked towards the outside of the stadium.

But before he took a few steps, Heiguo Zhurou, who was running ahead, yelled...

"My mother! Old Song, hurry up! Those coke-crazed cubs will have to run away!"

"..."

Mo Shigui directly left his identity card behind him, and ran wildly in the corridor in a suit.

"I'll rely on you! Old Song, you are so fucking unkind!"

It took Canxin two seconds to react, and he also started to run after Mo Shigui... But in reality, Mo Shigui was also 1.8 meters tall, and Canxin's short legs couldn't keep up with Mo Shigui. I could just watch him throw himself away.

"President? Let's grab the machine first?" The other team members of the Abyss Temple also reacted, and quickly ran to Can Xin's side and asked.

"Grab it! We must...go for it... Hurry up! Otherwise our stronghold will be demolished!"

Panting for breath, Can Xin commanded the team members under his command, so under the bewildered gaze of the surrounding staff, the players of the four professional teams rushed to the VR experience hall on the lower floor of the venue.

"Get off the plane! Get off the plane for me! Whoever gets off the plane will get 500 yuan! This place is reserved by our Coke fanatic!" Bu Bubble directly took the lead and shouted at the passers-by who were playing in the VR experience hall.

But it didn't work... Players from other guilds didn't care about these 21 [-]. After grabbing the spare machine, they hurriedly put on the VR control device and directly logged into the game.

2 Chapter Twenty Run! (The third change! Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a recommendation!)

Zhao Mingwei was still standing in the interview booth at the arena at this moment. He didn't really listen to what the host said during the interview, and his answers were very perfunctory.

Now that Zhao Mingwei's eyes scanned the audience in the auditorium, he could feel that the audience seemed... didn't take his resignation speech seriously, but just thought it was a little joke Zhao Mingwei made after winning.

The host is also deliberately avoiding this topic.

Zhao Mingwei still has a three-year contract with Junlin Tianxia. If Zhao Mingwei forcibly breaches the contract and retires this year, he will face a huge claim for liquidated damages.

This pile of liquidated damages will make him lose everything, but Zhao Mingwei is not afraid of it, as long as he still has money to go to the Internet cafe.

But the real problem was that it was impossible for King's Landing to let Zhao Mingwei retire successfully.

Now that Zhao Mingwei is the most popular player in the dispute, he is a cash cow that can pull out gold nuggets in the hands of Junlin Tianxia.

The glory of Master Xiao is really like a shackle...

But Zhao Mingwei couldn't think about it anymore.

"That's the end of the interview for the time being. Next is the intercontinental competition..." When the host was about to end the interview with Zhao Mingwei and go directly to the departure ceremony for the intercontinental competition, the director informed the host about the departure ceremony in the headset Messages that need to be postponed.

This was originally just a trivial matter, but Zhao Mingwei keenly saw that there was almost no one in the four major professional teams.

If Zhao Mingwei remembered correctly, after the championship trophy was announced, it should be the start ceremony of the Intercontinental Competition. The four major professional teams posed in the ring and then stepped down.

But the arrangement changed...why?

Zhao Mingwei suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility. When the host was still asking what the next arrangement was, Zhao Mingwei slipped away from the director's screen.

He walked quickly towards the bottom of the stage.

"Master Xiao...where are you going?" Lin Xi was still standing next to the trophy and waving to the fans. When she saw Zhao Mingwei walking down the stage, she immediately lowered her voice and shouted.

He didn't dare to go up and stop Zhao Mingwei, because there were nearly tens of thousands of spectators watching... Not only the spectators on the field were watching the live broadcast with their computers and mobile phones, there may have been 500 million viewers!

If Zhao Mingwei messes around on this stage, he will apologize to the people of the whole country!

"Take the phone."

Zhao Mingwei responded to Lin Xi in a low voice, and walked off the stage alone under Lin Xi's desperate gaze.

I... I... fuck!

Lin Xi really wanted to rush up and grab Zhao Mingwei by the collar and punch him, but Zhao Mingwei, a young Internet addict, had no brains, so punching him was useless.

"Ah... ah... Cai... The interview is over, should we go down and change our uniforms for the Intercontinental competition?"

All Lin Xi could do now was to cover Zhao Mingwei's early departure from the stage. The only way was to go down with Zhao Mingwei.

"Is it over? But the coach is still interviewing over there."

The new players in the team were a little puzzled and asked, the reason why King's Landing crashed in the previous game was that the team members underwent a major change. Now, among the five main players, only Lin Xi and Zhao Mingwei are the old masters of King's Landing. The players, the others are all newcomers.