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."

a man's voice complaining in the room, clear and pleasant. "Hey, hey, hey, has this foreign guy gone crazy? A support actually chased

this topic was brought up. "What about you?

since the start of the

up on the top lane and directly attacked him,

lane was Cheyenne controlling one

other hand,

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

am? I have my professional ethics. I must use

you've given away first blood and lost a turret. You're really weak." These two immature guys were clearly sitting face to face, but they still had to use voice chat to transcribe their conversations into the

angrily said, "If you dare report me, I'll post the nude photos of you

you? It's clearly your

he uploaded them, both

too busy to notice, but it turned out Cheyenne quickly

forgotten by Cheyenne. She didn't expect Kate still kept them on her phone. Their relationship had always been like this since childhood

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