Jiang Fu won the game, but she didn't know that the live broadcast hall at the gate had been in a mess.

She let go of herself, played for a long time, and finally swept away the depression of being tortured and killed yesterday.

Leaning on the comfortable back of the chair, she rubbed her sour neck, not knowing what to do next.

According to Jin Zuo, help Jiang querong win the finals. Then, give her the qualification of lock youth training?

Not waiting for Jiang Wu to understand, the door of the rest room was pushed open heavily.

Jiang querong was like a beggar who came out of the garbage heap, limping and almost crawling into the rest room.

Jiang Wu was startled by her -

when she looked carefully, she saw her hair was messy, wet and sticky, stained with a lot of chips and unknown liquids.

Her clothes were wet, and her bare arms and legs were bruised.

"Cunt - you dare to count me, I'll fight with you!"

Jiang querong held back her tears. Her whole figure fell into the abyss of anger. She would not worry about any image and upbringing any more. She had only one idea in her mind. She wanted to tear up the man in front of her and pull him to the hell of pain together!

Jiang Fu dodged and dodged Jiang querong, who was like a crazy woman. She said in a cold voice:

"what else are you dissatisfied with? You took my identity and stole my number. In the knockout competition, you recorded in advance and rejected all my efforts. You asked me to play for you in the finals, and I came too. I want to ask, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

Jiang querong laughed and nodded:

"OK, ha, OK, do you still pretend to me? Just because I beat you in the knockout, you retaliated with the same method? You bitch

“……”

Jiang Fu vaguely knows something. Something must have happened in the live broadcast hall. If Jiang querong can be so embarrassed, it must be the counterattack arranged by Jin Zuo.

"You don't talk? You Jiang Wu is a mean person. Your mother is a mean person who destroys other people's families. You shouldn't have been born. Why do you fight with me? Everything should be mine. You should set me off, satisfy me and please me! "

Jiang querong sat down on the ground, hoarse.

She was released on bail from the detention center, and she was thrown garbage and scolded as a stink in the national live broadcast room.

She attributed all her mistakes to Jiang Wu. She even had the heart to kill her.

"Mad dog..."

Jiang Wu shook her head and said helplessly.

She doesn't even want to fight with her. Her disgust for her has been replaced by pity.

Look at her this appearance, really, only high pity.

She wants to go to Jin Zuo and ask what happened to the live broadcast hall.

Jiang que Rong got up from the ground and looked at her back. The ghost's smile came to her mouth:

"Jiang Fu, you can't fight me forever. I tell you, the goddess of electronic competition is mine, Jin Zuo is mine, including your brother Jiang song, also mine!"

There was no turning back, but the hand that pressed the doorknob stopped. Jiang Fu's eyes were deep and her head was lowered:

"never touch my bottom line, you know."

"Hum, your bottom line is just Jiang song, but what can you do for me?"

As soon as Jiang querong's voice was over, Jiang Fu received a message from the private nursing center:

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