Red Wen, born in the 00s: Rectifying the King's Canyon

Chapter 278 White Tiger and Jade Kirin

AG Training Room.

"Fly, are you really not planning to retire?" Zhong Yi asked while selecting a hero.

"No, people have already said that about me. I have to stand up for myself, even if I don't fight for the steamed bun. People who don't know better will think I'm easy to bully."

Yi Nuo said, "Old Lin's words were indeed hurtful. He hasn't enjoyed your peak period yet. If he hasn't enjoyed it, who has?"

"Once you take your pants off, you don't recognize me."

"Didn't Little Fatty and Xiang Yu speak up for you?" Changsheng asked.

"said."

Chang Sheng grinned. "You just said it and that's it? No further explanation?"

Fly shrugged. "They're team members, so they still have to listen to the coach. It's already very kind of them to stand up for me."

"How else can it be expressed?"

"Holy shit." Changsheng immediately felt a little red.

"If Coach Milk Tea had said that, my brother An would have slapped him twice across the face and sent him flying."

"Then pick up a steel bristle brush and shove it into his stinky mouth to brush his teeth properly."

"Who cares about the coach? If you're not happy with him, just fire him. We can't spoil him."

“Fly, let me tell you, if the coach isn’t disciplined for three days, he’ll be tearing the roof off. Look at our Milk Tea Coach now, he’s been beaten so badly he doesn’t even dare to breathe loudly.”

Just then, the milk tea coach was slurping his milk tea when he heard Changsheng's words and was speechless.

He coughed lightly, reminding Changsheng that he had come over.

Chang Sheng turned around and saw Coach Milk Tea, giving him an embarrassed smile.

"Haha, I was just giving an example. Our milk tea coach is loved by everyone, and it's impossible for him to do something like that."

"I'm your soldier, Coach."

Milk Tea slapped him on the head, "You're the one who's least fit to be a pro, you play like dog shit, you're the one who doesn't deserve to play professionally at all."

"Coach Milk Tea's scolding was spot on!" Changsheng said, extending his hand in agreement.

"Damn it, shameless."

Yi Nuo laughed and said, "Chang Sheng, I've discovered that your skin is thicker than a city wall now."

"Thanks to Brother An."

"You can even lick this? You're really an expert," Xuan Ran said helplessly.

Fly looked at the warm atmosphere at AG and felt a little uneasy.

He used to have a group of teammates like that, but he can't go back to them now.

Yi Nuo asked, "Fly, which team are you planning to join now?"

Fly was indeed stumped by this problem.

To be honest, he really liked the atmosphere at AG, but unfortunately they didn't need any more players.

Even without mentioning Xuan Ran, Gu Lin'an alone is capable of handling things on his own. With him, AG will basically not need to buy any more players in the future.

The top lane players from the teams TTG and Yisi are also very famous.

If he goes, he'll probably only be a substitute.

He's aiming to start and prove Old Lin wrong; he can't be a substitute.

"Let's talk about it later, let's finish this game first," Fly said.

Yinuo noticed Fly's hesitation and comforted him, "Don't worry, Fly, with your skills, you won't have trouble finding a job."

"By the way, where's Brother An? I haven't seen him all day," Zhong Yi asked.

Upon hearing this, a strange expression appeared on Yi Nuo's face.

"I don't know what's wrong with that guy in Lin'an. He's been lying in bed and won't get up. I don't know what's going on."

Zhong Yi said, "Could it be that Brother An is weak?"

"Say, Yinuo, did you lock the door last night?"

Yi Nuo rolled her eyes at Zhong Yi, "Die!"

The milk tea coach said worriedly, "I'll go check on it."

He finished speaking and left.

……

Gu Lin'an lay on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless. Just now, his anger had finally reached its peak, which made him extremely excited.

According to his estimation, Deathstroke would only need to be fed one more time to have its energy full.

So he couldn't wait to draw words and feed them, and then a strange thing happened.

The moment it was fed, Deathstroke began to swell and grow larger, eventually becoming enormous.

Then there was a loud bang, the death knell burst into a red light, and then it withered.

That's right, it's withered; the death knell is no longer effective.

Gu Lin'an kept teasing and harassing him, but it was no use at all.

Deathstroke is like entering a state of enlightenment, free from desires and wants.

Gu Lin'an almost cried when he saw this. Was it because he had been given too much medicine or because he had been played with too much?

You should move a little.

Death knell, how can I live without you, death knell.

Although Gu Lin'an won the Silver Dragon Cup this time through his own strength, he still felt uneasy without Deathstroke.

After fiddling with it for a while, Gu Lin'an finally accepted reality and let out a voice of despair.

"It's ruined. This time it seems like it's really ruined."

The milk tea coach had just reached Gu Lin'an's door when he heard a helpless voice coming from behind it, and he sighed silently.

"Sure enough, I knew it. How could there be a perfect person in the world?"

"God is always fair."

……

HG Training Room.

"Captain, has the contract been settled?" Suzaku asked.

"It's all taken care of, and he can play next season," Baihu replied in broken Chinese, wearing glasses.

However, his words had a distinctly Korean flavor.

"I'm just testing the waters for you guys. It seems there are still some experts in the KPL, especially that guy named Changye. You can study his match videos when you have time." Zhuque finished speaking and took a sip of cola.

"It's not easy. The contestants you've noticed must be extraordinary. I'll keep an eye on them."

Zhuque retorted, "Only Changye in the KPL is decent; the rest are not worth mentioning."

"You guys have come to the right place, Captain. Let me tell you, there's money everywhere in KPL. Winning prize money is as easy as picking it up off the street."

"Money doesn't matter, what I really want to do is promote the spirit of our great country."

"KPL is always the same few Chinese players, it's so boring. It's time for something fresh, right, Jade Kirin?"

Yu Qilin paused for a moment and said, "Wa Da Xi doesn't understand Seumida."

"Damn it, I told you to practice your Mandarin when you have free time, but you never do."

"If the other side insults you during a match, you'll think they're praising you."

"You should at least say thank you," Baihu said, exasperated.

After finishing his sentence, he glanced at the cola that Zhuque had just drunk, picked it up casually, and chugged it down in one gulp.

Suzaku was speechless. "Captain, this looks like my Coke."

Baihu frowned slightly. "Nonsense, this is clearly my Coke."

Are you questioning the spirit of our great Korean nation?

Upon hearing this, Qinglong was speechless. The spirit of the Koreans was truly legendary; he had learned something new today.

"Om."

The matchmaking sounded, and the five players entered the game.

Qinglong frowned slightly when he saw the IDs of the people opposite him.

"We crashed into AG."

"AG, is that the AG that won the KPL championship this time?"

Upon hearing the mention of the champion, Qinglong's face flushed red. "That's right, it's them."

Suzaku said, "Perfect. Last time, not all of my men came. This time, I'll show them how terrifying I am with teammates."