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The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation ) Chapter 151

Chapter 151 - 169 esports TOP1,2

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

After Xia Ling was done adjusting, seven days later, Hai Hai completed the upgrade.

Hai Hai boasted about the upgrade this time.

Xia Ling hoped that after entering the world, the system would be as excellent as Hai Hai said!

After sealing her feelings, Xia Ling adjusted her state of mind and entered the new world again.

*

“Congratulations, number 43, for obtaining the first place in the individual competition! Successfully eating chicken, please come to the front desk to complete the registration and receive the prize money!”

“F*ck! Left, I said left, are you all idiots? You can’t even see such a big person!”

In the Internet cafe, curses and angry voices rang out, along with sighs from the surroundings.

Taking off his headphones, the brawny man pushed away the keyboard angrily and glared at the man in the corner.

The man’s hair was a little long and covered some of his eyes. From the face and chin that he revealed, he must be a young man.

But to say that he was young, he was wearing a cheap promotional t-shirt from the mall, and in front of him was a huge label that read ‘super laundry soap’.

There was a green stubble on his thin lips, and he had not shaved for at least two days.

So, this was just a low-class worker?

The brawny man was certain in his heart, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the mechanical broadcast of the internet cafe rang twice in the entire internet cafe.

“Congratulations, number 43, for obtaining the first place in the individual competition! Successfully eating chicken, please come to the front desk to complete the registration and receive the prize money!”

“Congratulations, number 43, for obtaining the first place in the individual competition! Successfully eating chicken, please come to the front desk to complete the registration and receive the prize money!”

This voice reminded the brawny man of how he had been suppressed by the opponent’s intelligence and skill in the game just now

Before he could finish his mocking smile, he froze.

He glanced at the golden ‘second place’ on his screen

The brawny man pushed the keyboard and walked directly to the front desk with his bad luck.

It was really strange. He was a retired competitive player. He wanted to earn some pocket money casually, but he couldn’t compare to a worker!

*

The front desk was doing the registration for these competitors.

The event wasn’t a big event. First place was only a reward of 1,000 yuan, so the results were released on the spot.

One by one, the contestants registered and left one after another.

The brawny man had finished registering long ago, but he pretended to be unintentionally standing at the side. It looked like he wanted to grab a drink, but in reality, he was waiting for number 43 to come over and hear his name.

However, he waited and waited with the front desk. The game ended, and number 43 in the corner had no intention of getting up.

The Front Desk: “Number 43, number 43? Come over and sign for the award!”

When his name was called, number 43 finally got up.

The man looked disheveled, but the clothes he was wearing were very clean. When he walked to the front desk, the brawny man realized that the man was also very tall. He was at least a head taller than his 175-year-old height.

“Wait a minute.”

The voice suddenly sounded smoky, rustling, and very pleasant to the ears.

The front desk and the muscular man were stunned for a moment before they realized that the voice was coming from number 43 in front of them.

“Wait for my niece to come over. She will help me sign it. I can’t read.”

Can’t read?

This time, the two of them looked at the man sympathetically as if they were looking at a monster.

In this day and age, there was no illiteracy anymore. Even a 70-year-old country old man could write his own name when he came to the city.

But now, what did they hear?

“Sir! I’ve checked. Your name is Su Fuyun, seat 43. How about I help you write your name and you put a handprint on it?”

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

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Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

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