my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 875 A Training Match Like Shit

Jiang Huaichu: "No, no, no, you don't need to spend money. You sold the oil painting of an international master on the first floor of your PK club building, and it will be worth a few hundred million. Let alone a branch, ten of them will be worth it." I can open it for you."

Carlisle: "That won't work! That thing is my PK's face, but I still have the money to treat you to a meal, so don't be embarrassed if you walk around."

Jiang Huaichu roared in his heart: Who is embarrassed!

Didn't you see Wen Fengxi's cannibalistic gaze? !
If you don't let go, you probably don't have to wait for the game, and now you can blow your head off just by hearing the breath!

The folk customs of country A have always been open, and kissing hands and cheeks is the most common meeting etiquette.

Not to mention Carlisle just hugged her.

Carlisle felt that it was nothing, but after hearing the news, he felt that there was something.

Carlyle was a man who couldn't stay.

Wen Fengxi thought so.

It is said that country A's mercenary organization is the most rigorous in its work, so it should be no problem to kill someone.

Carlisle didn't know that his own life and death had gone through Wen Fengxi's mind over and over again, and he was still persistently trying to drag Jiang Huaichu to eat his tuna sashimi.

Wen Fengxi pulled Jianghuaichu across, and looked at Carlisle with a half-smile: "There's no need to eat, I will take my fiancée there to eat, and she won't be hungry."

Carlisle: "Hey, what can I do? This meeting must be a treat for the elders. In the future, don't say that my cousin doesn't love you."

Wen Fengxi: "..."

Carlisle is probably the only existence that can make an exclamation point out of the news.

Wen Fengxi: "I won't bother my cousin, if I have time to eat tuna sashimi, why don't I take the team back to study how to get rid of the title of the second child of ten thousand years, won three times in a row, and the fourth is not far away."

Carlisle: "..."

Jiang Huaichu has to adjust the mess of his two assaults inside, and he has to take care of the daily life of the cousin and cousin-in-law who hurt each other outside.

Being a human is tiring.

Playing games is not so tiring.

Jiang Peacemaker Huai Chu went online again, "Well, cousin, go eat with your teammates, we still have so much luggage here, let's get together after packing."

Carlisle looked at the big and small bags and thought it was the same, so he said with regret: "That's fine, you pack it up and then talk about it."

It is impossible to say any more.

It is impossible to say it again in this life.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two teams interacted harmoniously.

Originally, PK had been dominating PGL before DFG, but was later squeezed from the championship by DFG. It should be incompatible.

Why are you still talking and laughing now?
Not scientific?

Obviously, it should be the mortal enemy who meets and fights with swords and blood in the arena, isn't it?
The players in the hall were puzzled.

There are still eight days left before the start of PGL.

After packing up on the first day and getting familiar with the venue, the week-long training will start on the second day.

The next day, they made an appointment for a training match with the other three Huaguo teams.

The painting styles of Han Yue and Mu Fei were as quiet as ever.

At that time, Jiang Huaichu found a group of people in the housing area, but the opponent kept wandering behind the cover, making it difficult to snipe.

At this time, it was necessary to make an assault to clear the way first, but Han Yue took a step ahead, without waiting for Mu Fei's support in the back row, and one of his positions was accidentally taken away.

A practice match was like shit.

It was actually the first team to go out.

(End of this chapter)