628: C628 The Considerate Coach Moonfang

C628 The Considerate Coach Moonfang

"Wah! Does Margo need to be so fierce?!"

MLXG left the computer table and moved his body. He turned his head and was shocked when he saw Margo enter the game again.

Margo had come here to train alone at five o'clock in the morning. It had been more than twelve hours since he woke up, but looking at the current situation, Margo did not plan to stop to rest.

"Margo, take it easy. Be careful that you are tired."

After the Letme ended the game, he stood up and walked behind Margo.

"Hey, I said it's about time. If you keep practicing like this, you won't be able to hold on until the competition starts."

Five quickly walked over and patted Margo's shoulder.

"I'm fine."

Margo did not even turn his head. He simply replied, then entered the game and started a new training.

"Alright, let's stop here for today."

Lin Cheng and his disciple finished another match. The result was still the same. Little K had no chance to fight back.

The only time he almost succeeded was because Lin Cheng was distracted. When he came back to his senses, he was killed instead.

"Master, this is too scary, isn't it?!"

No matter how firm Little K's mentality was, he could not hold it anymore. Usually, he would be in a bad mood if he lost a few rounds in a row. Furthermore, he had already lost more than half a month's time, and he had never won before.

What was even more infuriating was that even though he clearly felt that his strength was improving, every round was still the same, even the time of his death was almost the same.

"It's you who is too noob..."

Lin Cheng spread out his hands and made a helpless expression.

...

Black lines appeared on Little K's forehead. During this period of time, he had been trying to surpass his master, Lin Cheng. He would secretly go to Han Island to rank at night. Now, he had already entered the top fifteen of Han Island. Five consecutive victories, seven consecutive victories were all normal. Moreover, all of them were MVPs. Such strength was still weak? If they were not weak, what would they be like?!

"Everyone, stop for a moment. Since you don't want to go out, then I'll just bring the things back. Hurry up and pack up and prepare to come out for dinner. After all, training this thing requires a combination of work and rest. The feeling is important, but the body is more important. "

Moonfang clapped her hands, pushed open the door, and walked in.

In an instant, a fragrance that was several times stronger than before drifted in.

"Wow, Coach, what's going on outside?! Why is it so fragrant?!"

Smelling the tempting fragrance in the air, Crystal Brother kept drooling, his eyes shining.

" We'll know when we get out. "

The crescent moon smiled mysteriously and kept him in suspense.

"Then I'll go take a look."

Crystal Brother quickly rushed out.

"Wow?! What's going on?! Coach, you moved the hotpot to the base!"

Crystal Brother exclaimed when he saw the table full of ingredients and a dozen or so small hotpots.

Hotpot?!1

When the starving crowd heard the word hotpot, their eyes lit up and they rushed out.

When they saw the ingredients on the table, they were so happy that they almost fainted.

"Haha, then I won't be polite!"

Crystal Brother randomly washed his hands, found a seat, and sat down. He began to happily cook the hotpot.

With Crystal Brother taking the lead, the others also hurriedly washed their hands and sat down.

"Eat slowly, there's no need to rush. There are a lot of things, but while eating the hotpot, there should be some other programs."

Moonfang took out the remote control and pressed lightly. The large electronic screen slowly fell and immediately lit up.

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