Chapter 92 Yan Junze wants to hug the thigh
The little fat boy lowered his head and walked quickly on the street.

Such a small county town does not have the pleasing and neat beauty of a big city, but it excels in its unique kind of liveliness.

The street is very lively, with vendors, fortune tellers, beggars... The recorded shouting in the store's broadcast voice and the powerful BGM blasting out from the cheap speakers. It is noisy, but also has its own flavor.

But all this has nothing to do with the little fat boy.

He lowered his head, with earphones in his ears, and walked quickly in a hurry.

After many turns, we turned from the main street to the alley, and then from the alley to the sparsely populated old street.

In the corner here, there is a shabby shop simply covered with a few dirty old curtains. The sign on the door is half rotten, leaving only the word "Internet Cafe" on the back.

The little fat boy raised his foot and was about to walk in, but suddenly he was stunned.

At the entrance of the old street, a car that looked like it had just been purchased was parked there, with the owner leaning lazily on the front of the car.

The owner of the car was a plain-looking young man wearing glasses and looking lazy.

He clearly looked like a shy young man, but the fat boy always felt that his face would be twisted into a funny expression in the next moment.

Others don’t know this guy, but the fat guy does.

A well-known game anchor on Xianyu Live, the second of the four dogs on Xianyu, with a sly look.

At this time, Zizi also saw the little fat boy, but he didn't care too much. He just glanced at him and ignored him.

How could he be in such a place? The little fat man scratched his head, a little confused.

But it doesn’t matter, it has nothing to do with him.

He's just a stinky gamer.

As the little fat boy glanced around casually, he didn't mind the dirtiness. He lifted the curtain with one hand and went into the Internet cafe.

Entering the Internet cafe, the quietness of the old street suddenly turns into noise and bustle.

Black Internet cafes certainly don't have the clean, bright atmosphere of regular Internet cafes. Instead, there are dim lights, wafting cigarette smoke and loud shouting and cursing.

As soon as the little fat man came in, he immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

Apparently he was a celebrity here, and immediately someone shouted in surprise: "The puppy is here! The puppy is here!"

As soon as this voice came out, the whole Internet cafe suddenly became quiet, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the little fat man at the door.

"What's wrong?" He frowned, feeling something was wrong.

At this moment, a gentle man wearing glasses came up to us in Cantonese with great joy:
"Finally we've got you here. If you don't come to our place, we'll be kicked out."

"Someone is here to challenge us?" The puppy frowned, "Where's Lu Wei?"

"Lu Wei went back to his hometown to get married, and he may not come back in the future. I was the one who attacked just now." The man with glasses pulled him inside, "The opponent was a master, and I underestimated him for a moment, so I lost a little bit."

After pulling the puppy to sit on a broken chair, the man with glasses immediately became more confident and shouted at the seat next to him:

"I've already told you that just because you beat me doesn't mean you'll be kicked out. What a coward!"

"Have you heard of UZI, the king of zone one?"

Sitting there was a man in casual clothes, but his face was covered tightly with sunglasses and a mask.

"Are you Uzi?" The masked man spoke in a muffled voice, and it was impossible to tell the meaning of his tone.

"Are you here to challenge?" Uzi stared at the somewhat mysterious man in front of him with a frown.

I don't know why, but the man in front of me looks familiar.

"Yeah." The man nodded.

“Then let’s go solo.” Although he had some doubts, Uzi had never given up when it came to gaming matters.

The two added each other as friends and created a room.

Uzi didn't hesitate and immediately chose Vayne, his most confident character, after entering.

This was the hero he fell in love with soon after he started playing League of Legends, and he had mastered it to perfection.

There are three people competing for the title of the best Draven in the country, but for the title of the best Vayne in the country, no one dares to challenge Uzi for the time being.

The masked man obviously knew how powerful Uzi's Vayne was. After hesitating for a while, he chose Jayce.

The battle is about to begin...

Then soon, the masked man began to sweat profusely.

Uzi's keen sense of distance and timing is innate.

He used the bushes to pull to the extreme, always able to catch Jayce's vacuum period, and then get away quickly by coming up at the maximum distance.

And Jace didn't even finish raising his hand.

After a few rounds, Jayce's health began to drop.

The man in the mask saw it all and was anxious, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Just reach level three, he consoled himself.

With Jayce's strength, he can still defeat Vayne easily at level 3.

But... can I really reach level three?
As another soldier fell, Vayne's body flashed with light and she reached level 2.

Then, Uzi moved.

He learned e in seconds and rolled forward, flashed to adjust his position, and used e to pin the unprepared Jayce to the wall.

After a series of crazy attacks, Jace fell down.

"First Blood!"

Uzi took a long breath, stretched his wrists, and stood up.

I saw the masked man still staring at the screen with an incredulous look on his face.

Seeing him like this, Uzi suddenly felt a little sorry for him, and racked his brains to come up with two words to comfort him:

"Actually, you played Jace pretty well. Um...very steady."

It was indeed very stable, but he was just killed by the level 2 player.

But at this moment, the stunned man suddenly rushed towards the door like crazy.

The bespectacled man, Wang Boqin, was startled: "What happened to him?"

Uzi thought about the waiting outside and replied thoughtfully: "Maybe he is going to call someone?"

Although the man in the mask was wrapped quite thickly, he had already roughly guessed his identity.

Sure enough, not long after, the man came back with big strides. This time he had taken off his mask and sunglasses, revealing an honest face with a hint of joy.

Yan Junze.

And the posture followed closely behind him.

"Um, Brother Gou, are you free to talk?" Yan Junze shook Uzi's hand enthusiastically right from the start, giving Uzi goose bumps all over his body.

"No, no, my real name is Jian Zihao, just call me Zihao." Uzi quickly broke free and waved his hands repeatedly.

"You are Zizi and Yan Junze, right? Those two big anchors who are salty?"

Jian Zihao asked curiously.

"You know us? That's great." Yan Junze was overjoyed.

"In fact, we came here specifically to find you and Tabe."

"Me?" Wang Boqin was stunned as he didn't expect that he would have a role to play.

"Yes, your bottom team was killing it in the online competition and has basically secured a spot in the city championship."

"Could it be that you want to recruit us to your team to play games?" Jian Zihao pointed at himself in confusion, but a hint of resistance was revealed in the depths of his eyes.

In fact, soon after he and several brothers in the Internet cafe signed up for the online competition, a steady stream of teams found him and invited him to join.

But Uzi always felt that this was not appropriate, so he refused to agree.

But Yan Junze and Liu Zhihao looked at each other, revealing a slightly ashamed expression. After a while of mental preparation, they spoke:
"Actually... on the contrary, we are here to cling to your thighs."

(End of this chapter)