Undefeatable – League of Legends

?? In the middle of the night, there was a sudden heavy rain in Paris, and the whole city of Paris was soaked in the rain, and a summer-like chill hit the people in the city wearing cool clothes, shivering for no reason. A warm coffee shop, drinking a cup of steaming latte full of milk foam is also excellent.

The torrential rain continued until the next day. Yu Luocheng stood in front of the window sill, holding the phone in his hand, feeling a little more melancholy in his heart.

Have you not been in touch yet? Zhou Yan walked over, and a huge black face was reflected on the glass window.

Yu Luocheng shook his head.

It is estimated that this is God's will, the future of two people will be strangers even in the same field.

Forget it, leave it to fate. Yu Luocheng sighed.

Facing the South Korean team again, it was just like the heavy rain in Paris that suddenly hit, the sky was gloomy and the rain was icy cold, the Hell Legion with Li Yuexin as the super devil was the dense dark cloud, standing at a high enough place to look down on the entire The Chinese national team wandering on the ground.

Beep beep beep beep beep Yu Luocheng put the phone to his ear, Zhao Tinghua's voice still did not come from the opposite end, Yu Luocheng felt a chill in his heart

Leave a message, it's up to him if you can come. Zhou Yan said slowly.

En. Yu Luocheng nodded.

Putting the phone to his ear, Yu Luocheng thought for a long time, how to communicate with that psychopath?

It's not that Yu Luosheng is unwilling to communicate with Zhao Tinghua, but that Yu Luosheng knows Zhao Tinghua too well, such communication is meaningless.

Hello, Zhao Tinghua?

Suddenly, the other end of the phone is connected

Yu Luocheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this guy to pick up the phone when he was about to leave a message. It's a bit of a surprise in my heart.

En. A thick nasal answer came from the other side, sounding like a cold.

Paris Sanya Street is a place where citizens pile up garbage, and the corner of this street has been occupied by stagnant water.

Some bloodstains slowly seeped out of the rainwater, and these bloodstains slowly sank along the blocked sewer.

Hmph, you don't have eyes, be careful in the future, you can't mess with anyone. A tall white man with dyed yellow hair came out of the small street, and cursed at the people behind the corner.

Okay, the lesson is almost done, brother also explain not to go too far. Another bald T-shirt man said.

By the way, this kid is really difficult to deal with, and he has suffered several losses.

It's just a beating. Well, our mission is completed. Naturally, that Chinese surnamed Cao will pay for our consumption at night. I have been greedy for that Italian woman for a long time, hahaha...

The three of them were dressed like street gangsters. They walked out of the street side by side, then called a car and drove away.

At the corner of the street, a dirty hand slowly supported the water pipe next to it, and a pair of legs that were obviously covered in blood were trembling...

Ding ding ding ding

On the side, the mobile phone that was wet by the rain was ringing non-stop, as if urging the owner to connect.

It took a long time for the blood-stained person who was extremely embarrassed by the rain to walk over while leaning on the wall, and answered the urgent call.

Hello, Zhao Tinghua? A familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the other side.

Zhao Tinghua's gloomy eyes gradually had some light, covered his mouth and coughed a mouthful of dirty blood, and then answered with his nose: En.

On the other end of the phone, Yu Luocheng was also slightly silent for a while.

Beside Yu Luosheng, Lin Dong and Da Luo were winking. In fact, they also really wanted to know how Yu Luosheng would get Zhao Tinghua back to play the game. This knot had been entangled with the two of them for a long time.

With Zhao Tinghua's character, communication is basically fart, as long as I see you are upset, you don't want to have sex in front of him anymore.

It's rare that Zhao Tinghua answered Yu Luocheng's call, which means that the two of them still have a chance to sit down and have a good talk. After all, when they were in the wing team, the relationship between the two of them was the strongest, and they were familiar with each other. Everything about each other.

Tell me, what does the boss want to say? Da Luo asked in a low voice.

I don't know, it should be done step by step. Let's first talk about the lofty ambitions of our wing team, then talk about the youthful years we have passed together, and finally talk about how we feel now, and finally talk about the topic. The boss said that he hopes Zhao Tinghua will return to the team ...This will be a more complicated and lengthy phone call than persuading his girlfriend to get back together. Lin Dong analyzed while rubbing his chin.

Da Luo nodded fiercely, this routine should be useful, Zhao Tinghua is also the brother who everyone fought together at the beginning, since they are brothers, who can forget the beginning, and who doesn't want to continue this relationship and wantonly sway on the Olympic stage

Da Luo and Lin Dong were talking clearly there, and Yu Luocheng by the window seemed to be still brewing.

Finally, he seemed to have thought about what to say, and said slowly:

Are you interested in joining the team?

As soon as the words came out, I immediately heard two sounds of falling head over heels.

Yu Luocheng looked at these two treasures in puzzlement, what kind of plane are you two doing?

Da Luo and Lin Dong stood up against the wall, their faces written all over: Nima, it's obvious that you didn't follow the script, okay?

The agreed step-by-step, the agreed-upon feelings are deep, and the agreed-upon final summary? Why do you just go straight in like this?

Moreover, if such a sentence works, Zhao Tinghua would have returned to the team long ago. Does it need to wait until everyone is abused by the Korean team before appearing? Really, should we have a good talk, should we call Zhao Tinghua came back.

oh……

If you are interested in joining the team, come directly to the arena, your name is already in the team. Yu Luocheng continued.

On the side, Da Luo and Lin Dong are already in a bad mood. Is this Nima's persuasion? It's no different from sending a message, will someone else Zhao Tinghua come? ?

That's all? Zhao Tinghua said in a low voice, which seemed to be mixed with the crackling noise of rain.

that's it.

You think I'm going?

I don't know, you choose.

I told you I wasn't on your team.

You also said you wanted to beat me.

The phone had already been hung up, Zhao Tinghua wiped the rain from his face, and lay on his back on the somewhat messy lower street.

The gray sky was cut into a rectangle that could be seen at a glance by the streets on both sides. The rain fell from a height, gradually became clear, and then it hurt the face again.

Zhao Tinghua kept taking a deep breath, there was no trace of pain on his face, instead he smiled like a madman

This guy can bow his head to anyone, but he can't bow his head to himself, and persuade himself to return to the team with such arrogance? ?