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Nine hundred and sixtieth eighth strong, continue to come

"team leader. "

Lin Chentao's voice followed.

Those eyes were a little dark.

"I'll work hard later."

Even now, this person is still saying: "As long as I can keep up with you, we won't lose, right? Captain?"

Rao Rong's eyes sank, suppressing the emotions that surged from his throat, ignoring the phone that was vibrating in his pocket, and looking at the computer screen, it seemed like a stale gem, standing quietly: "Yes."

It is said that Rao Rong is the leader.

It's not just because of his operation and team control capabilities.

It’s even more because, sometimes, the existence of this person alone can give people strong confidence.

Lin Chentao is such a person.

When everyone joins a team.

It’s all because that team originally had such a great god.

At a certain moment, when you see his operation, you will sigh at how there is such a handsome person in this world who can play games.

For Lin Chentao, Rao Rong is such an existence.

The mouse swung, flew across the line of troops, and took away a wild monster.

People saw Lin Chentao's speed getting faster.

Not only that, Rao Rong also walked out of the tower and pushed the middle tower all the way, as if he had no fear at all.

But if you look closely, you can see clearly.

It’s not that he is not afraid, but that Rao Rong and Lin Chentao’s moves.

Even though they were in the jungle area and the other was in the middle, they were very close to each other.

It can almost be said that the synchronous progress is completely different from the previous play.

However, in this wave of troops, the remaining towers were smashed.

"Under such a situation, I have not been crushed by my spirits yet. I am worthy of being a strong team."

If it were anyone, maybe there wouldn't be the courage to come out again.

After facing a powerful kill like Qin Mo and Spade Z, how many people can rekindle their fighting spirit?

He even took advantage of the situation to push a city moat on the Imperial Alliance.

"It seems that Rao Rong and Lin Chentao have both recovered."

"To be honest, if it were me, I would have been killed a long time ago. Thinking about Qin Shen's move just now, he crossed the two-story tower, which means he can come for the first time and the second time. This will give people a psychological burden."

"It's not just the God of Qin, but even the Z of Spades are a player who can kill the game across the tower. If you're not even safer to stand under the tower, you're really a little upset."

"But I found one thing, as long as there is mercy, it will be difficult to kill more than the tower, because his control is indeed powerful."

"It's okay to stand under the tower, but once he leaves the tower, he can't guarantee that he will be absolutely safe."

This person's voice just finished.

People saw a white figure flashing by, the silver sword formation rose up, and the trapped Rao Rong.

PK between the two captains!

Everyone opened their eyes wide, staring at them motionlessly, for fear of missing out on any details!

Two years passed.

No one knows whether Rao Rong is more powerful or Qin Mo is more powerful now.

However, judging from the economic awareness of both sides, Qin Mo should be better.

"The second drop of blood!"

People cheered, and what they wanted to see the most was the passionate continuation.

But Rao Rong has never been the members of the Imperial Alliance that he met before.

Just in the sword formation, he took a step back.

The mouse swung, and his fingers quickly tapped the keyboard. A set of snake-shaped precise movements successfully avoided the opponent's critical strike, and even released a mark instant control!
Chapter completed!
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