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."

"Hey, hey, hey, has this foreign guy gone crazy? A support actually chased me and killed

when this topic was brought up. "What about

alone since the start of

opponents gave up on the top lane and directly attacked him,

the middle lane was Cheyenne controlling one

other hand, played a support and

you can't beat him, couldn't you

have my professional ethics. I

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, but they still had to use voice chat to transcribe their conversations into the game's chat box

dare report me, I'll post

you? It's

both Cheyenne and Kate received

hoping they were too busy to notice, but it turned out Cheyenne quickly captured and

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

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