For the customers in the Mountain Internet Cafe, tonight was destined to be an unforgettable night. As for the members of the NetBot Internet Cafe team, who were the core focus of tonight's storm, even when they left the internet cafe, they could not help but carry a bit of a legendary aura.
In one night.
They defeated the LSPL professional team, the High Mountain Club.
They completely destroyed the scene.
They slapped their faces time and time again.
They did not give them any face.
"The new year of the LSPL league —"
"Cherish it."
"There's not much time left for you to continue to mingle in this circle."
He had already left.
However, the expressions of the Alpine Club members who were still standing in the lobby of the Mountain Internet Cafe were still incomparably ugly. Team Leader Liu recalled the few words that a certain someone had casually tossed down before leaving, and his expression fluctuated a few times.
If anyone else had said those words, he would not have taken them to heart at all. He would have only responded with a contemptuous sneer.
But the person who said those words was that little brat called Lin Feng …
Captain Liu could not help but feel a bit of fear and a strong sense of vigilance in his heart.
A kind of.
An ominous premonition.
It even made his scalp go numb, and a chill run down his spine.
He tried his best to recall in his mind, trying to find someone who could match that little brat called Lin Feng in his memory, but in the end, he could only fail. But the more it failed, the more uneasy Captain Liu felt in his heart. He could not calm it down no matter what.
He took a deep breath, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably. Captain Liu gritted his teeth and gave orders to his club members behind him.
"Find out!"
He enunciated each word clearly, as if the words were squeezed out from between his teeth.
"I want to know …"
"Where the f * ck did that little brat come from?!"
His tone seemed to be aggressive with a murderous intent.
But …
Only the chief team leader of the High Mountain Club knew that fear and uneasiness.
…
Walking out of the Mountain Internet Cafe, Kamiya Saka stood in front of a crossroad that was filled with traffic. She tilted her head and looked at Lin Feng with a playful smile on her face.
"Lin Jun, the last few words …"
"You sure talk big."
Indeed.
He was just an ordinary passerby player, but he dared to say such words to the members of an LSPL professional team.
Cherish the remaining time?
His tone was so arrogant that even if it was an LPL level professional player, it would not be easy for him to face an entire professional club head-on.
The enmity was completely formed.
And the knot was huge.
Li Shiyi looked at his companions and sighed softly.
"Lin Feng, there's no need."
He did not finish his sentence, but the meaning behind it was extremely clear. Regardless of anything else, it was indeed not worth it to offend an LSPL professional team club and even form a deadly grudge with them just for the sake of venting their anger.
Lin Feng did not mind.
"Oh, it's nothing."
"A third-rate club that can barely stay in the LSPL division, it's fine to offend them."
"And I'm not wrong —"
"In the future, this club will be completely dealt with."
He still spoke in the same nonchalant tone, as if he was just talking about cleaning up the trash, but the actual content was enough to make others tremble with fear.
Li Shiyi shook his head helplessly again. He naturally did not say anything to persuade his partner's temper.
Because he was too familiar with Lin Feng.
And …
Just like what he had said previously, the Gaoshan Battle Club could only cherish the little time they had left.
As for whether it was necessary or not.
Of course, objectively speaking, it was really not necessary.
But whether it was him or Lin Feng, the two of them did not say it out loud. They both knew each other's thoughts and feelings. It was precisely because he understood why Lin Feng was so unyielding towards the High Mountain Club that Li Shiyi could not help but feel touched in his heart.
"Okay, let's not talk about this!"
Suddenly, Lin Feng changed the topic, his face once again showing a beaming smile.
"All done, let's pack up! It's time to have a celebration party!"
…
Although it took a lot of effort and there were a lot of twists and turns in the middle, in the end, everything ended well as Lin Feng said.
Since that was the case.
Naturally, a celebratory feast was inevitable.
After Lin Feng made the decision on the spot, the group of five members of the NetCox Internet Cafe team plus Li Shiyi got into a six-seater business car and majestically headed for a relatively nearby hot pot restaurant.
At the restaurant.
They got out of the car.
He found a round table in the bustling hot pot restaurant's lobby and sat down. Someone, who was a foodie, took the menu with great familiarity and called the waiter over. Then, he ordered the dishes in one fluid motion.
"This, this, and this —"
"And this, and this."
"Do you have any other recommended dishes?"
"Oh, okay, one for each!"
"Hmm, is one enough? Forget it, I'll add another one! "
Looking at Lin Feng excitedly sweeping through the menu, Li Shiyi couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive and hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you?
"Lin Feng, is that enough?"
"If we order too much, it will be a waste if we don't finish it —"
Over the past few years, Li Shiyi's experience in the High Mountain Club had made him frugal and frugal. Not to mention a hot pot restaurant like this, he usually ate his meals in the club's training base. Even when he was hungry late at night, he resisted the urge to order takeout. Instead, he sneaked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to see if there were any leftovers from the other members of the High Mountain Club.
At most, for a month, when his sister was on break from school, he would grit his teeth and take out his wallet to go to a small restaurant with her. His sister was also sensible and didn't want her brother to work so hard to earn money and spend money. So even if the siblings went out to eat a "good" meal, it wouldn't even cost 100 yuan.
But now …
Lin Feng's hot pot was so extravagant that it was as if he was going to spend 700 to 800 yuan.
When Li Shiyi was in the High Mountain Club, that was almost half a month's salary. Naturally, he would feel the pinch.
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