She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 563: I Don'T Know Why My Face Hurts

Chapter 563: I Don't Know Why My Face Hurts

"Doublekill!"

"Triplekill!"

"Quadrakill!"

"Pentakill!!!"

"ACE!"

What is this?

George was a man from the 1970s. Entertainment back then was at most disco dancing, and games were about roller skating. He doesn't understand the young people's mobile games at all.

He had no idea what "Arena of Valor" is, he only knows that his son spends day and night playing this thing. He even spent quite a bit of money buying so-called "skins."

There was a man's voice complaining in the room, clear and pleasant. "Hey, hey, hey, has this foreign guy gone crazy? A support actually chased me and killed me under the turret, it's terrifying." "Why didn't you use your skill on him?"

Reece got angry when this topic was brought up. "What about you? Your champion is good for nothing."

He had been fighting alone since the start of the game!

Unexpectedly, the opponents gave up on the top lane and directly attacked him, who was focusing on the bottom lane.

In the middle lane was Cheyenne controlling one mage.

Kate, on the other hand, played a support and tank.

"Why don't you talk about yourself? If you can't beat him, couldn't you just abandon the turret and run away?"

"Hmph, who do you think I am? I have my professional ethics. I must use my champion to guard the turret!"

"But the turret is actually destroyed. Reece, look at you. It's only been two minutes since the start of the game, and you've given away first blood and lost a turret. You're really weak." These two immature guys were clearly sitting face to face, but they still had to use voice chat to transcribe their conversations into the game's chat box to insult each other. Reece: "Hey, bro across the way, mind reporting my support?"

As Kate controlled her champion, she glanced at Reece, narrowed her eyes, and angrily said, "If you dare report me, I'll post the nude photos of you online." "Wait, did you peek at me? Otherwise, how would you have them!"

"Who the hell cares about peeking at you? It's clearly your own showy photos in the moments."

Once he uploaded them, both Cheyenne and Kate received notifications.

Reece, still hoping they were too busy to notice, but it turned out Cheyenne quickly captured and sent the nude photos to Kate, mocking the lack of abs.

This had been long forgotten by Cheyenne. She didn't expect Kate still kept them on her phone. Their relationship had always been like this since childhood - fighting when together, then making up over a meal.

She was used to it and focused on her own growth. Their team composition was disadvantaged, with two mages, one tank, and one support marksman, lacking a jungle to drive the team's economy. Early game depended on her mage securing advantages, then protecting the marksman's growth for a tower-pushing win.

Today, she didn't want to play, but Reece and Kate came to watch her. After eating, Reece suggested relaxing and immediately opened the game on his phone to team up.

When they saw Cheyenne's game ID, an enemy finally recognized her and nervously typed, "Is 'PeachThief' the same one who won the MVP in Chulae server competition three years ago?"

This shocked both sides. Cheyenne gave a faint smile and quickly typed two words in the comment section, "Not me."

Reece: "Yes, she's PeachThief, the number one in Chulae server!"

"How could it be possible? That mysterious number one announced retirement after winning the competition. I don't believe your lies. If she really is, she should come over and kill me under the turret." As soon as he finished speaking, Cheyenne sent two words via voice, "Get ready."

As he spoke, he was inexplicably killed, which shoked him deeply.

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