Chapter 290
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Ning Meng raised her head and looked at the stage.
The host left the stage and the commentator went online. She looked from afar and found God in the crowd. It was his first time playing a game and he seemed a little nervous.
However, some people were born to play, so God quickly regained his composure.
The competition began. The twenty teams jumped together.
God led the other three people and jumped into Pochinki. Lu Jiahao, who was sitting in front of Ning Meng, turned around and smiled. "Pochinki? Haha, so tough! Don't you know that there will be a lot of people jumping in Pochinki? "
Ning Meng did not say anything. She was a little nervous. She could see that there were at least four teams jumping here.
However, she believed in God!
Lu Jiahao sneered. "Newbies are newbies. They don't even have this kind of experience. Let's see what you guys are going to do!"
He looked in front of him. "15 million!"
"…"
She reached out and wanted to pat his shoulder, but then she remembered Huo Beichen's rules. She looked around and finally picked up a support sign that someone had bought and patted his shoulder.
Lu Jiahao turned around.
Ning Meng smiled. "Do you know the saying 'gossipy woman'? I think that this tongue of yours is probably a big plate! "
Lu Jiahao was angry that he was called a gossipy woman. "Don't scold me without using vulgar words! No one said that I can't speak in a low voice! "
Ning Meng sighed.
Lu Jiahao asked, "Why are you sighing?"
Ning Meng replied, "Sigh. God should have been the rightful young master of the Lu family. Look at him now. He has fallen to the point of joining an eSports team. What's the saying again? When the tiger falls, what is it again?"
Lu Jiahao blurted out, "When the tiger falls, he will be bullied by the dogs!"
Ning Meng laughed. "You're right!"
Lu Jiahao was confused.
Seeing that Ning Meng did not say anything else, he turned his head around in confusion. After a full two minutes, God had led his team and killed the other four teams. Only then did Lu Jiahao realize what had happened. He had lost one member and killed the other four teams.
He cursed under his breath and turned around, "Bloody hell … did you just call me a dog?"
Huo Beichen furrowed his brows when he heard the word 'f * ck'. Just as he was about to explode in anger, he saw Ning Meng resting her chin on her hand. She did not seem to mind at all. "I didn't. Didn't you say that yourself? Your understanding of yourself is simply too thorough! "
Lu Jiahao was confused.
He was so angry that his face turned red, and he wanted to curse out loud.
Ning Meng placed her finger on her lips and shushed him. "This is a competition venue. Please keep your voice down ~"
Lu Jiahao's scolding relied on roaring and those few dirty words. If he lowered his voice and whispered, "Motherf * cker," the feeling would be gone, okay?
Choking on his words, he could not bring himself to say anything. He could only stare at Ning Meng, his hands trembling in anger.
However, Ning Meng put on a magnanimous look. "Don't be angry. No one will be able to help you when you're angry. You'll only hurt yourself. What's the point?"
Lu Jiahao: "…"
This was the first time he had been rebutted to the point of questioning his life!
After taking a few deep breaths, he turned around and continued to watch the competition.
He happened to see God and his two surviving teammates meeting up with ET on the bridge!
Lu Jiahao's eyes lit up. He turned around and looked at Ning Meng fiercely. "Mrs. Huo, I'll let you see what a real sniper god looks like! I'll let God know that this game is not for him! "
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