Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 945 Bad luck
Under the leadership of the little fat man, everyone went to the special training place.

"I heard that someone is going to play a game with Brother Fat."

"Who is going to fight against Fat Brother?"

"One named Zhang Yang, it is said that eating chicken is a thing of the past."

"He really has information, and he actually competed with Fat Brother."

Hearing that Fat Brother was competing with others, everyone couldn't help but get excited.

Li Muzi also walked in, frowning all the way, he had seen Zhang Yang playing chicken, but he had never seen Zhang Yang playing League of Heroes.

I don't know what his level is like, and now he is a little worried.

After An Mingyue followed Zhang Yang, she held Zhang Yang's shoulder with one hand and clenched her other hand into a fist and said, "Brother Yang, kill him, I believe you."

The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly, you are a girl, is it really okay to kill people by saying that?

The two sat down facing each other, both turned on League of Heroes, and the fat brother turned on the music and played a song called Never Ending.

Many anchors have the habit of playing games and playing battle songs, Fat Brother is one of them, and the background music of League of Heroes is played throughout the company.

"It's a battle song against someone who hasn't played League of Legends."

"Brother fat, is this trying to abuse food?"

The anchors of the surrounding Flounder Company began to mock, and Li Muzi's expression was not good.

At this moment, the two directly opened a solo room, and both of them chose Yasuo, the Gale Sword.

"Welcome to League of Legends..."

Zhang Yang saw that the other party made a Dolan sword and a red, and he followed suit.

Although he hasn't played for a long time, he still understands the outfits of League of Legends.

"Yasuo, Fat Brother's most famous hero back then!"

"I've already seen the other party kneel down and beg for mercy."

"It's over, I dare not look at it."

Zhang Yang doesn't care about the other party's abilities. When you meet me, you won't be able to develop any abilities.

Li Muzi kept frowning, he had never seen Zhang Yang play League of Heroes and choose the same hero as the place, it was an unwise choice.

Legends never die...

The music that Fat Brother played just now rang throughout the hall.

Zhang Yang listened to the music, touched his nose and said, "Listen to the music and play games, you won't be distracted."

The fat man snorted, not saying anything about Zhang Yang.

He was originally a member of a professional team, and his understanding of heroes and calculation of time were meticulous.

He didn't notice the publicity in front of him at all.

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes, bored, and didn't care what the other party did.

The two lined up in the middle and walked away.

After a while, it was promoted to level three.

Zhang Yang was just dangling in the middle, and his replenishment was completely inferior to Fat Brother.

But he didn't panic at all, and muttered.

"Can't hit me, can't hit me."

The fat brother watched Zhang Yang turning around on the road, and couldn't take it anymore, so he rushed up and hit Zhang Yang on the body.

Zhang Yang hurriedly backed away, and the fat brother rushed in with a flash.

"It's so fierce, be careful not to bump into the soldier." Zhang Yang retreated to the defense tower and shouted directly.

"Deduct 10000 bad luck points."

I only saw a flash of Fat Brother, and the artillery behind just moved a bit, and got stuck in Fat Brother's position.

"I'll go, this soldier is poisonous."

"This luck is too bad."

Zhang Yang gave a dry laugh, Fat Brother had already received some damage from the defense tower.

Seeing him bleeding, Zhang Yang stepped forward to attack him.

The fat brother dragged the hero and just ran out of the defense tower, and the defense tower attacked again.

First blade!

After receiving the blood, Zhang Yang smiled and clicked Back to City.

Fat Brother looked at the blacked-out screen and was stunned. The little soldier got stuck in his position just now. If this got out, wouldn't it be too embarrassing.

His face was as red as a jujube. Over the years, he had never encountered such a thing, and he was blocked by a soldier.

"Huh..." He took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his palms, and said calmly, "Don't panic, there's nothing wrong."

Zhang Yang also waved his hands and said, "Don't panic, nothing will happen."

Li Muzi didn't think so. Zhang Yang's level just now was obviously a silver game. If it wasn't for the good luck just now, Zhang Yang would have disappeared just now.

The two came to the middle again, and Zhang Yang didn't even change his equipment.

"Be careful hitting the wall."

"Don't A not come out."

"Be careful of the little soldiers hitting you."

"You are chasing, be careful to be killed by wild monsters."

……

Zhang Yang's mouthful of trash talk, unlucky points are deducted constantly.

Two kills, three kills, four kills... super god!
After a while, Zhang Yang became supernatural, and the fat brother became furious. He had never received such insult after playing League of Legends for so long.

He was almost red-eyed, and kept rushing towards Zhang Yang, and then died again and again, and in the end he was no longer able to beat Zhang Yang.

At the end of a game, everyone was dumbfounded.

"This...is too bad luck."

"The other party is simply a crow's mouth."

"It's too poisonous, why is there such a thing?"

With a smile on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, he manipulated the spring water that the hero returned to and said, "That's right, I'm the broom star."

According to what the little fat man said before, he would admit defeat when he knew that the other party had taken his head.

But now Zhang Yang is already super god.

The point is, this has nothing to do with Zhang Yang's skills, it's really his luck, or the fat brother's bad luck.

All the things that Zhang Yang said, Fat Brother has encountered, this kind of thing, the face is too dark.

"Still typing?" Zhang Yang left the keyboard with both hands, stood up and glanced at Fat Brother's face.

I have to say that his technique is really good, otherwise I wouldn't have spent so many unlucky points. Fortunately, there are more unlucky points, otherwise I don't know what happened.

And just now when Zhang Yang said that he was a broom star, he also gained more than a dozen fans, who gave him a small [-] bad luck points.

While waiting for the next match, Zhang Yang felt that his unlucky point could make a lot of money.

"Don't fight anymore." Fat Brother snorted and said, "It's really bad luck."

"Does what you said before still count?" Li Muzi stopped his way and asked standing in front of him.

This guy wants to leave, but no matter what, he should let the other party talk here before leaving.

"It counts." Fat Brother snorted and said, "You can participate in the competition of this annual meeting."

Zhang Yang had a smile on his face.

An Xingxing patted Zhang Yang's arm and said, "How about Brother Yang, my blessing will still work."

When Zhang Yang heard An Xingxing's words, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he still smiled at her...

(End of this chapter)