Rise Chapter 1354: Look slowly

After days of heavy rain, the weather in Manchester gradually turned cooler.

In such an autumn, the British people on the street added a windbreaker to the thin cool shirt that was originally summer, and at that moment the man who opened the door and walked into the coffee shop was dressed.

The man's dress is ordinary, with a black trench coat and a pair of denim trousers. He is about his early thirties and looks ordinary when put on the street. It should be a type that will soon be submerged and won't attract more attention.

But if someone pays attention to or approaches, they will directly and immediately feel different things.

Perhaps it can be said to be a kind of aura.

An icy air field that no stranger should enter.

Just like the indifferent expression on a man’s face, people can’t help but shudder and move away subconsciously even if they just look at it, and the fear and fear that will unconsciously produce scalp numbness in my heart It was as if this man contained some kind of extremely dangerous and terrifying cold aura.

So even if it was just a simple action of pushing the door in, after the man walked into the coffee shop, it seemed that the temperature of the whole shop was invisibly lowered by several degrees.

There was even a guest sitting in the seat by the door suddenly having a cold war, subconsciously pulling up the collar--

This weather...

It's really getting cold.

The man who walked into the store looked around coldly for a week, and soon fell in the direction of the deck not far away by the window. The light in his eyes flashed slightly, and he stepped toward the deck again. While walking.

At this time, No. 5 also saw the figure of an old friend who had not seen him for many years under the reminder of No. 1:

"It really hasn't changed at all..."

Number five sighed softly.

Number One shrugged: "It's still the *unchanging face of a dead man, it's almost a fight with the second child."

But this is not easy for people to hear. When the man walked to the deck, No.1 had naturally stood up and smiled warmly and was ready to greet him:

"Hi my old friend, it's been a long time--"

It was originally intended to give a warm hug, but before the words were finished, the man saw that the man had walked right by No.1's side, completely ignoring the former's warm welcome gesture, and let No.1's hands just stretched out. A little awkwardly stopped in the air.

"Ahem... I said meeting old friends, don't you need to be so cold?"

Number One retracted his hand helplessly and looked at the man who had already walked to the seat opposite to the deck and sat down.

bullet gave No.1 a cold glance:

"I am not your friend."

The tone is blunt and direct, without the slightest meaning of giving face.

But then his gaze fell on No.5 body, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he nodded slightly at No.5 in greeting:

"Long time no see."

No. 5 smiled: "Well, it's been several years. It's a pleasure to see you again in Manchester City."

Bullet's gaze swept across No.5's left hand placed on the table, as if he noticed something suddenly narrowed in his eyes:

"Engaged?"

No. 5 was stunned, and then reacted, smiling and cooperating, raising his left hand and shaking it gently to show a diamond ring on his middle finger: "Yes, it's been a long time~"

The bullet glances at Number One beside Number Five:

"With him?"

Number five nodded with a smile.

"Congratulations." Bullet nodded, then shook his head again: "It's a pity."

It's still a cold tone, but in the last three words, people can clearly distinguish the sincere and sincere regret.

The number one next to me couldn't help but twitched at the corner of his mouth: "Hey, it's okay, will the fiance be beside me, please give me some face."

However, there is no doubt that such protests are still ignored by bullet again.

Wait until all three are seated again.

The topic finally turned back.

It's finally the first time for bullet to look up and look at Number One:

"What about things?"

There is no more polite, straight to the subject.

Although the face of this North American legend of the previous generations is still indifferent, as if there is no emotional change, it can still make people feel the urgency of being suppressed by efforts to control.

Number One laughed:

"Don't worry, I brought it here."

Speaking, his eyes turned to his fiancee beside him: "Xiao Wu?"

Number 5 smiled and gave a "um", took out a mini notebook computer from the small carrying bag, and then took out a small portable hard disk connected with the data cable, handed it to In the hands of his fiance.

Number One took over the computer and hard disk, and quickly and flexibly moved and tapped his fingers on the touch screen, and soon opened a video file into the playback interface, and then turned the laptop screen to the opposite bullet:

"Come."

"The first video, would you like to see it first?"

In fact, there is no need to wait until the 1st to finish speaking. Bullet has already pulled the laptop screen directly in front of the closer one step faster, and the line of sight is the first time. On the playback screen of the screen.

Number One and Number Five glanced at each other tacitly, did not speak, and began to wait patiently.

The video starts in about 20 minutes.

On the screen is a match between passersby and a qualifying match. The recorder deliberately locked 90% of the camera's angle of view on the first-view interface of the blue adc delevingne through the spectator system.

The bullet starts to watch the video.

One minute passed.

Three minutes passed.

In the video screen, the blue adc Delevingne took the lead in a wave of bots, and directly completed a **** kill with the cooperation of his auxiliary teammate Thresh.

Simply and neatly without any sloppyness.

The expression on the bullet face in front of the computer screen remained indifferent, and even the gaze in his eyes did not flicker at all.

Five minutes.

Lord Levine double kills again.

The bullet still didn't react at all.

Seven minutes.

The purple legion in the screen is a wave of middle and wild teamwork and wandering down the road. Together with the transmission of the upper order, it instantly forms a wave of five-person double-team siege on the lower road.

The blue side adc Delevingne suddenly broke out of hand-speed operation in the desperate situation.

Walking to avoid two key deadly control skills one after another.

The backhand flicks e to interrupt the opponent's jungle rush.

Cooperate with Thresh to forcibly kill the purple square crispy adc explorer for the first time.

Take away the support Nami again.

Kill the top order again.

Flashed and chased four kills and took away the jungle.

Finally, while the teammate assisted the death of Thresh, an ice-cold rotating throwing axe threw the shot, killing and taking away the opposing mid laner.

The "penta-kill" prompt of the female voice of the system sounded, and the bullet in front of the computer screen finally made a "um" sound.

The sitting posture in front of the deck is still straight and unchanged.

It's just that the gaze in his eyes has become slightly sharper.

Ten minutes~IndoMTL.com~15 minutes.

Twenty minutes passed silently. When a video was played, it ended with the victory of the Blue Army and Delevingne’s full sixteen kills. The video player window Pop back to the desktop.

The number one sitting opposite raises his eyebrows and looks at the bullet, with an inquiry gaze.

The expression on bullet's face remains indifferent:

"What about the others?"

Number One laughed:

"There are so many."

"If you are not tired, watch it slowly."

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