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When several players of the Jihad Team walked into the locker room insulting and swearing at each other, they saw the head coach looking at them with a serious face!

"coach……"

"coach……"

A few people shouted weakly.

Head coach: "Ahem, let me ask you a question. Don't take it personally. I'm just asking casually. Um...did you guys make a bet or something off the court?"

Several team members were collectively stunned!

Now even the head coach suspects that they are fixing the game!

This is something that cannot be washed away even if you jump into the Yellow River!

……

At this moment, we are in the Kunlun team’s lounge!

"Brother! You have lived up to your mission! How is it? I have made you proud, haven't I?"

Ming Shao's face was full of excitement.

"Brother Ming, you can't take all the credit by yourself. I also contributed in the last game!" Zhou Changming also shamelessly began to take credit.

The three members of the Kunlun team who were playing with them all had their mouths twitching, but no one dared to say anything more!

"Old Jin! My brother Changming and I will be on the field next time! We are going to beat the other team into submission! Go report to the organizing committee!"

After showing off for a while, Mr. Ming turned around and gave instructions to Lao Jin with excitement on his face.

Lao Jin was stunned for a moment, and the three team members next to him were about to cry!

"Coach Jin..."

"Coach Jin..."

"Coach Jin..."

The three professional players shouted in unison, with great grievance written in their little eyes!

Coach Jin smiled bitterly. He watched the entire last game!

We were able to win this game... well, it must be God's blessing!

Since the Kunlun team unexpectedly got off to a good start, there is still hope for tonight’s game!

Wouldn't it be better if we win?

If we are aiming to win, then Young Master Ming and Young Master Zhou must stop causing trouble!

It's good that God will favor us, but we can't always create problems for God, right?

"Two young masters, how about you two take a break for this round and let them go in first to control the rhythm. When you have the match point firmly, you can go in and win the championship! How about that?"

Old Jin coaxed Ming Shao and Zhou Changming like he was coaxing a child.

"Don't do that, Old Jin! What's the point of playing in the last game? If I participated in the whole process and won the championship, I could brag about it for the rest of my life!" Ming Shao said unhappily.

Zhou Changming: “+1!”

Old Jin smiled bitterly and said, "Two young masters, you played very well in the last game! The opposing coach must have noticed it!"

"The next round, the Jihad Team will definitely target you! Yes! Target you! If we replace the players, we can catch them off guard!"

Lao Jin advised earnestly.

However, Young Master Ming was full of disdain: "Old Jin, don't worry! It's normal for them to target us brothers. We were often targeted when playing games before, so we are used to it!"

"Don't worry! No matter how they target us, my brother Changming and I can beat their brains out!"

Zhou Changming: “+1!”

The corner of Lao Jin's mouth twitched. He saw clearly the level of Young Master Ming and Young Master Zhou!

Why were you often targeted before?

They were so bad at playing the game that they were killed by others every time. These two people just thought they were being targeted.

This is really heartbreaking!

You think a loser is just a loser!

However, Caibi felt that they were too good and were targeted by their opponents, so they died so many times...

"Boss..." Old Jin looked helplessly at Qin Feng who was sitting firmly on the throne.

Only Qin Feng can control these two devilish young masters!

Qin Feng was sitting on the sofa with a pensive expression on his face, and he broke away from his thoughts when he heard Lao Jin's words.

"My two younger brothers will continue to play in the next round!" Qin Feng said.

Lao Jin: "Ming Shao, look, even my boss...wait, boss, what did you just say?"

Qin Feng repeated: "In the next round, the two of them will continue to play!"

Lao Jin was completely dumbfounded!

What is this, boss?

Are you done with it?

But now that the Kunlun team has a good start, they have hope of winning!

"Haha! Lao Jin, did you hear that? My brother agreed! The two of us will continue. You should go to the organizing committee and report the players for the second game!"

Ming Shao laughed excitedly.

Old Jin looked at Qin Feng, his face full of incomprehension.

Suddenly, Qin Feng raised his lips playfully: "Old Jin, as my professional coach, do you think I will win or lose in this next game?"

Lao Jin was stunned for a moment, then said solemnly, "Boss! Since I am your professional coach, I cannot lie to you."

"If we continue to let Master Ming and Master Zhou play, our chances of winning this game will be too slim! The opponent may make a mistake once, but they can't keep making mistakes!"

Lao Jin didn't care about offending anyone. His identity was first and foremost a professional coach hired by Qin Feng, and nothing else!

Therefore, he must be loyal enough to Qin Feng!

"Old Jin! Why are you like this? How did I cheat you? You are lying with your eyes open!" Young Master Ming was unhappy!

Zhou Changming: “+1!”

Qin Feng glared at them, and Ming Shao and Zhou Changming quickly shut their mouths in embarrassment.

Qin Feng looked at Lao Jin again and continued, "So you are betting that you will lose the next round?"

Lao Jin looked puzzled, but still nodded and said, "Yes!"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up with joy: "Then I bet we will still win this round! Okay, go to the organizing committee to report the players for the second round!"

Lao Jin walked away with a confused look on his face.

Ming Shao sat down next to Qin Feng and said with sparkling eyes: "Brother, you are my soulmate! I didn't know that you are the one who trusts me the most!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but twitch his brows. He resisted the urge to beat this guy up and said, "After you win the next round, continue to grab the host's microphone, and then you say this..."

Half an hour later, the game continued.

Ming Shao and Zhou Changming took three professional players who looked as pale as death to the competition venue!

Qin Feng picked up the tea that Lao Jin had prepared for him, looked at the broadcast on the big screen in the lounge, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly!

He didn't expect that events would turn around so suddenly!

Originally, he just wanted to win the game and block the development of Holy City Game Company in KPL!

But now there is an unexpected gain!

Not only can it block the person, it seems it can also strangle him to death...

……

The Jihad Team did not make any substitutions and still used the same players who started in the first game.

It might be because Ming Shao and Zhou Changming scolded the Jihad Team as stinking garbage in front of the entire audience and the live broadcast!

In this round, Ming Shao and Zhou Changming became the targets of hatred by everyone on the Jihad Team!

In less than ten minutes, Ming Shao and Zhou Changming both became super ghosts!

The opponent's economy is already more than 3 ahead of them!

It seems that the outcome of this game has been decided!

In the conference room, Lao Jin looked at Qin Feng with resentment, just like a wronged young wife!

The boss insisted on letting Master Ming and Master Zhou appear on stage, isn't this just a waste of time?

Qin Feng chuckled and said, "Old Jin! Stay calm! Don't get excited yet! The game is not over yet, and no one knows which will come first, victory or an accident, right?"

As he was speaking, suddenly a nerve on the back of Qin Feng's head twitched violently!

Qin Feng's eyes lit up: "The reversal is coming!"