Chapter 442

He is faker, the great devil, and the world's first person in the field of King's glory. He is the only player who has been "canonized" by Tianmei company so far.

In this game, there are millions of players who want to become famous by killing him alone.

Before coming to China, he even heard another joke popular in KPL League.

In the KPL League, the standard used to identify the strength of a single player is whether he has ever killed himself alone.

Although it's just a joke, it's an indisputable fact.

The first time I heard this joke, faker felt sad for the players in this competition area. In fact, even he didn't know he had such a huge influence.

But that doesn't mean he will ignore his influence.

Faker himself is not a fool. He can tell that Lu Feng intentionally let himself go in the last fight.

With his strength, there is no reason to let that skill [fall · red rain] fall into the void. Moreover, he even has reason to suspect that Lu Feng's previous wave of "bumping" into his 1 skill was intentional.

The purpose is to preserve the image of "God" in front of the world.

God should have the ruling power of God. He was defeated by an ordinary anchor from KPL in public and killed alone.

In today's era of advanced information technology, the news will soon spread to the entire KPL competition area, and even the KCl competition area where they are will hear rumors in one day.

At that time, his reputation will not be greatly impacted, but it is inevitable to lose some.

His old friend wanted to sacrifice his chance to achieve fame and save his dignity.

After fully understanding these things, faker sat in the lounge and looked up at the ceiling with a long sigh.

For as like as two peas, he was still the same as before.

When faker mentioned these things to Lu Feng in the private room of a "Haidilao" restaurant, Lu Feng just laughed and said nothing.

Faker is particularly emotional, holding a glass of red wine, saying that he should give Lu Feng a glass of everything.

Although he had drunk a lot just now and his face is still red, he didn't want to let Lu Feng go.

"Lu, I'd like to toast you to this glass of wine. Thank you for saving face for me in the competition today!" Faker said.

Looking at faker slightly drunk, Lu Feng shook his head with a smile, also picked up the glass and said with profound meaning: "Xianghe, what you said is not completely correct. The reason why I did it today is not entirely for you, but more for myself."

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it. "

Faker looked up and took a sip of the red wine. He looked at Lu Feng vaguely and asked.

Lu Feng also did the same action. After drinking the red wine, zhengse explained: "the reason why I will keep a little strength in my last wave is not the same as you just did. What's more, I don't want to be disturbed too much."

"Oh?"

In the face of faker's puzzled eyes, Lu Feng continued with a bitter smile: "you also know how famous you are now. Now our single players in the whole competition area don't dream of killing you one day, except for a frost river."

"But it's something that so many professional players haven't done up to now. Now I'm a passer-by player who has done it. If it's spread, where will they be? If there's another media, I'll offend all the Chinese singles in the whole competition area. You'll leave tomorrow. I'm different from you. I'll continue to play in the competition area, You don't want me to be stuck in the division in the future, do you

"You Chinese are troublesome. There are so many playful people. Lu, if you are interested, you can come back to Korea with me. I'll find a first-class professional team for you. It's OK for you to be captain or coach. Anyway, you will be happier than you in China. What's the matter?" Faker really had enough to drink. He put his hand on Lu Feng's shoulder and asked with a big tongue.

Smell speech, Lu Feng mind slightly move, turn a head to slant beside Lu Mengxue one eye, in the heart immediately had a decision.

With a smile, he declined and said, "no, I just want to play in China. I won't go as far as Korea... What's more, I don't have the idea to enter a career yet."

"Well, that's a pity!"

Faker, holding his head in one hand and slightly closing his eyes, seemed a little confused and said with great effort: "with your talent, if you play professionally, your reputation may not be worse than mine. Maybe your division will have your world champion now. It's a pity!"

"Lu, it's a great loss if you don't play professional."

After listening to faker's "drunken truth", Lu Feng shook his head, "don't talk about these unhappy people, come on, drink!"

"Well, come on, drink!"

Faker picked up his glass again and touched Lu Feng.

It's the same "cow chews peony" way of drinking. Go down with a glass of wine, and then lie on the table with your eyes closed and drunk.

Lu Feng

"Come on, have some tea and wake up the bar!"

Lu Mengxue offers Lu Feng hot tea. After two mouthfuls, Lu Feng sobers up a little. Looking at faker lying on the table, he shakes his head helplessly and mutters, "it's only long since this boy came back to China, and his drinking capacity is so bad that it's really a waste of my brother's training."

Looking at Lu Feng sitting there shaking his head, Lu Mengxue also reluctantly caresses his forehead. Lu Feng himself is a "rookie in the wine market". It's a good thing to say that other people are.

He quickly called the waiter to make two "sobering soup" and served Lu Feng. After he drank it, Lu Feng woke up a lot. At least he spoke quickly.

Using faker's mobile phone to call the KCl team leader to help faker back, Lu Feng settled his account and walked out of the hotel with the help of Lu Mengxue.

After walking out of the hotel gate for nearly 100 meters, Lu Feng suddenly thought of something. He looked back at the hotel deeply and looked at it so seriously that he seemed to want to imprint it in his mind forever.

After a long time, he looked back and sighed with some regret: "I don't know when I can meet this smelly boy after this farewell."

Lu Mengxue stretched out her hand to smooth some messy bangs for him, bowed her head and said: "if you really don't want him, then go to play professional E-sports. It should be easy for you to enter the world championships with your strength. At that time, you can't meet again?"

But Lu Feng gave a bitter smile. He turned his head and looked at Lu Mengxue seriously. His eyes didn't blink. Lu Mengxue was embarrassed. He just gave a laugh. He reached for Lu Mengxue's slender hand and looked up at her face.

Looking at each other with four eyes, Lu Feng said affectionately, "in the world, you can live up to the Tathagata and your majesty. Beauty is doomed to have both. Since I've chosen you, why care about other things? How about the S Series champion? In my eyes, it's not as good as you. "