"What the hell should I do? Although this method is very shameless, it is good to catch a strong man." A boy on the side said casually, picking his nose.

"Then who should we look for?" Huang Mao looked around, obviously agreeing with this guy's idea.

"I, I, I..."

Chen Mingzheng was worried that he had no place to form a team, so he happened to encounter such a "diarrhea" team that needed people. So he followed in and became a "cold pocket".

Those guys gave Chen Ming a cold look, squinted their eyes, and asked, "Boy! Do you know how to do CF?"

"What a god! How many boys these days don't know how to play? When they first debuted, they all came from CS, right?" Chen Ming expressed that he was very good at it and that he was a master.

road.

"Empress! Have you ever played in a competition? National competition? No!" Looking at Chen Ming shaking his head, Huang Mao asked again: "What about provincial competitions? No?! What about urban areas? No! As for regional competitions, you always play

Have you passed?"

"None of them!" Chen Ming shrugged his shoulders and said something that almost made them vomit blood, "This is my first time playing a game!"

"Brother! I see you are wearing a vest, big pants, flip-flops, and the style of the Fire Cloud Evil God. It turns out that you are here to make soy sauce!" Huang Mao was speechless, looking at such a Spartan appearance.

, I thought he was a master of hiding.

"Brother, don't look down on people so much! After all, I also practiced CF technology hard at the beginning? Besides, you are short of people, right?" Chen Ming was telling the truth. When he opened an Internet cafe, he had nothing to do.

At that time, I followed guys like Fat Pig King and practiced "lu, ah, lu" and "cf" hard.

"How's it going? Boss! Do you want this guy to participate?" Others on the side asked anxiously.

Huang Mao was their captain. He looked around and looked at the time on the wall clock. Registration was about to end. Helpless, he had no choice but to say: "Okay! Let your boy participate, but I have to make it clear.

, no matter what, don’t hold back. Don’t seek merit, but seek no fault, do you understand?”

"Understand, understand, understand! I promise, everything will be done according to your orders, captain." Seeing that this guy agreed, Chen Ming immediately politely slapped him over, making Huang Mao happy.

Immediately, the guy went to sign up. The remaining three team members, looking like "seniors", gave Chen Ming some pointers on CF techniques. What about burst shooting, strafing, box jumping, etc...

"Okay! I've signed up. We're in area C of the booth. Let's go. Everyone, come over!"

After waiting for a while, Huang Mao took a sign for the competition and waved it. Everyone followed him and walked towards area C of the deck.

This Internet cafe is considered a very large Internet cafe nearby. Their business is very good, and the main reason is that they often hold such competitions. Although, the prizes are very cheap, just 20qb and a gun.

.But, CF fans, what are you looking for? Just a name!

Therefore, even if you are not from nearby, you still have to come all the way to participate in the games. And the majority of CF fans also come here often to watch the games. It is also because of this Internet cafe.

, an advertisement was made invisibly in disguise.
Chapter completed!