Chapter 563: I Don't Know Why My Face Hurts

"Doublekill!"

"Triplekill!"

"Quadrakill!"

"Pentakill!!!"

"ACE!"

What is this?

George was a man from the 1970s. Entertainment back then was at most disco dancing, and games were about roller skating. He doesn't understand the young people's mobile games at all.

He had no idea what "Arena of Valor" is, he only knows that his son spends day and night playing this thing. He even spent quite a bit of money buying so-called "skins."

complaining in the room, clear and pleasant. "Hey, hey, hey, has this foreign guy gone crazy? A support actually chased me and killed me under the turret, it's terrifying." "Why didn't you use your skill on

angry when this topic was brought up. "What about

fighting alone since the

up on the top lane and directly attacked him, who was focusing

middle lane was Cheyenne

hand, played a

about yourself? If you can't beat him, couldn't you just abandon the turret and run

who do you think I am? I have my professional ethics. I must use my champion to

Reece, look at you. It's only been two minutes since the start of the game, and you've given away first blood and lost a turret. You're really weak." These two immature guys were clearly sitting face to face,

report me, I'll post the

peeking at you? It's clearly your own

uploaded them, both Cheyenne

were too busy to notice, but it turned out Cheyenne quickly captured and sent the nude photos to

long forgotten by Cheyenne. She didn't expect Kate still kept them on her phone. Their relationship had always been like this since childhood - fighting when together, then making up over a meal.

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