“Later, he did a live broadcast to prove his innocence. The camera only focused on his hands, which were slender, tender, and fair. However, his hands moved abnormally fast. During his live broadcast, he shot the enemies in the head. All of them were eliminated right after landing. Many players challenged him last time, but he killed all of them and became the top one on the ranking list."

"At that time, he raised might uproars in the game circle, the video and mobile game circle, and the anchor circle. The live broadcast was fully packed. Netizens who were late couldn't log in at all. The server was jammed.”

"After that, he seldom played this game and only appeared occasionally. I didn't expect to see POYS tonight. How lucky I am!" David was popular, one of the five most famous anchors online. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

All players and anchors in the circle were proud because their rankings depended on their competency.

Jasper had never heard David compliment others, and this was the first time.

Shocked, Jasper sighed, "He's indeed excellent!"

Before David answered, Jasper heard the rear door of the Bentley was slammed shut. Then Franklin strode toward Sylvia's table.

"Uh! I can't talk to you anymore. I gotta go."

Jasper ended the phone call and followed Franklin hurriedly.

He was too interested while listening to David gossip, hoping Franklin didn't get angry.

He gingerly glanced at Franklin, who was wearing a black shirt and black trousers.

The night breeze lifted his hair bang, revealing his smooth forehead. His eyes were bloodshot, his chin was chiseled and he gave off a masculine vibe.

Jasper glanced at him several times and couldn't believe an elegant man like Franklin to appear at the night market.

Franklin was a misfit among the food stalls and immediately caught others’ attention.

He stared at the skewers on the table with bloodshot eyes.

and Vaild had put down their

of spicy and sour vermicelli were in front of

how spicy it was. Also, he saw the chili powder

gaze. When she raised her head, she met

taken aback. With an unruly smile, she raised a skewer at Franklin and

why he had got off the car. Earlier, he

sitting at the table nearby the

breeze was

the table

tiny, fitting the three

looked

sink in the ladies" room a few

she glanced at Franklin's

wound on the back

trace of awkward disdain appeared

but he secretly followed her to

greatly. Franklin picked up a mutton skewer and took a bite. The mutton was crisp with a good smell. The skewer

was fond of having grilled skewers and drinking beer. Therefore, he enjoyed the

was picky with food. Only in Miss Andrews’

only had dishes prepared

he could eat

the surface, he declared to leave Miss

and if he took

only ordered some food

Sylvia

stood up to tell the

legs were long. The table

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