Am I God Chapter 165

Zhao Yao said solemnly: "You must know that the electronic organ is one of the sports that requires the most flexible fingers in the world. If your palm can even play the electronic organ, what is the operation of the glory of the king?"

"So it is!" Matcha looked at the electronic organ in front of her with bright eyes, opened her mouth and roared: "Little fat man, wait for me, I will play you to delete the number and uninstall the game!"

Elizabeth in the distance glanced at a cat and a cat, and rolled her eyes: "Idiot."

So every day that followed, Matcha practiced the basic skills desperately, the strength of the meat claws increased rapidly, and the strength increased wildly.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed. Matcha practiced every day, and even practiced **** in the coffee shop during the day.

Until this evening, at Zhao Yao's house.

With the sound of puff puff, Matcha's meat claws swept across the afterimages, and the roll of paper on the top of Yuanyuan's head was directly torn into pieces.

The next moment, Matcha suddenly flashed in front of the electronic keyboard, and the two claws drew out the afterimages, and a song of joy was played smoothly.

Yuanyuan immediately shouted: "Congratulations, eldest brother, now, eldest brother, you have accomplished a great deal. From now on, the level of the glory of kings has grown by leaps and bounds, and the strongest king is just around the corner."

"Hmph, it's finally done!" Matcha looked at her fleshy palm, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes: "Five days of hard work, I don't play games, watch live broadcasts, pick up customers, sleep late, and don't play rounds. , After five days of hard work, I finally practiced this pair of iron claws."

The briquettes said, "I advise you to hurry up and hide this roll of paper, if Zhao Yao finds out..."

Matcha and Yuanyuan were shocked, and immediately picked up all the scraps of rolled paper on the ground and threw them into the toilet.

The two cats finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the rolls in the toilet were gradually being pumped out.

Matcha looked at the briquettes and said, "Thank you, briquettes, it wasn't you who reminded me, I forgot."

The briquettes squinted at Matcha and said, "Don't thank me, I just don't want to be angry with Zhao Yao and break my catnip."

Suddenly Matcha's ears moved and said, "What kind of sound is this, buzzing."

Yuanyuan glanced at the living room and said, "Big brother, it's the new fold-ear cat." Looking at the fold-ear cat sleeping on the sofa, Yuanyuan said, "This silly cat doesn't know what's going on recently, the more The longer I slept, the louder I snored."

"Hmph, let her be arrogant first, and then teach her the rules after I abuse the little fat man." Matcha excitedly climbed onto the massage chair, took out her phone, and joined the WeChat group.

The strongest national costume: "Where's the little fat man? Get out of here! @The little fat man who kills Luban."

The little fat man who killed Luban: "Caiji, are you looking for me?"

The strongest national uniform: "Haha, did you see my name?"

The little fat man who killed Luban: "Oh, it suits you very well. It's just as shameless."

The strongest national service: "Hey, you don't understand at all, I, who have already stood above the sky, broke through the limit of the cat, and gradually transformed from the strongest Luban in the national service to the strongest in the national service. From today, you only You can stand in the dirt and look up at me."

Xiaoyu pouted and typed impatiently: "Okay, okay, do you want to duel?"

The strongest national uniform: "Haha, don't you understand? You and I are already two-dimensional."

Yuanyuan stayed behind Matcha, looking at the other person typing with a shocked expression on her face: "This typing speed is so fast, is this the result of cultivation? The typing and speaking speed are almost as fast, and even now there is not even a typo. No, how terrible would it be to use this kind of speed and precision on the glory of the king?"

"It's alright, alright." The little fat man who killed Luban sent a game invitation.

After a while, a heads-up duel on the Mohist organization's way of King's Glory began.

But after the game started, Matcha didn't wait to get on the field, but began to type: "An ant, struggle, cry, and then open your eyes and take a good look at the dimensional gap between you and me."

Yuanyuan said hesitantly, "Brother, the game has already started, can't you go online yet?"

"What's the hurry?" The old matcha **** said: "When you wave your paw, it doesn't matter whether there is more or less dust in the air, and now the little fat man is this kind of dust to me."

"Look at my typing speed. I feel that my mobile phone has become an extension of my hands. I feel that my consciousness is flowing in the world of King's Glory. I don't even know how strong I am now."

"Look!" Matcha's fingers quickly flicked back and forth on the arrow keys: "Twelve turns in one second! How can you lose this kind of position?"

Five minutes later...

Matcha blinked blankly and shook his head: "Impossible, how could I lose? One more shot, this time I won't let him."

An hour later, after Zhao Yao finished eating, he walked from the dining room to the living room, and saw Matcha lying on the massage chair with a blank face, his eyes staring at the ceiling, drooling like a fool.

Zhao Yao was stunned and asked, "What happened to him?"

Yuanyuan yawned on the side and said, "Oh? He, King of Glory lost 7 games to Little Fatty in a heads-up match. It seems unacceptable for a while."

Zhao Yao stretched out his hand and swept it in front of Matcha's eyes, but the other party didn't seem to see it, still staring straight at the void.

"This waste." Zhao Yao twitched the corners of his mouth and asked tentatively, "Matcha, do you like that shallow?"

This time Matcha finally reacted, and saw his eyes shrink slightly, then looked at Zhao Yao and said, "Well, I really want to mate with her.

But a goddess like her will only play with the most slippery meow in King Glory~www.mtlnovel.com~ A meow like me, she doesn't even want to look at me, it's like the soil under her feet , was trampled by her at will. "

Zhao Yao supported his forehead, looked at Elizabeth and the other cats and said, "Matcha won't be able to work tomorrow. Is there any way you can encourage him?"

The briquettes squinted at Matcha and said, "I know how to play games all day long, but I can't play well. I don't know how to lick myself more often, and my body stinks. If it was me, I wouldn't like you."

boom!

Zhao Yao felt that Matcha's body seemed to tremble a little, and the whole cat's heart was hit again, and his body seemed to sink into the cracks of the massage chair.

"I'm asking you to encourage him." Zhao Yao said with his forehead.

Yuanyuan looked at Matcha eagerly, and then said: "I think Big Brother Matcha is pretty good." Seeing Matcha's ears pricked up, he continued: "He still has a very clear understanding of himself, and e-sports is really not a problem. suitable for him."

boom!

Matcha's body sank even more into the massage chair, and the cat's eyes turned white, as if it was about to die.

Zhao Yao looked at Elizabeth, hoping that she could comfort Matcha well.

"Actually, matcha tea..." Elizabeth pondered for a while, and couldn't bear to stab her again, but after watching the matcha for a few seconds, she suddenly opened her mouth, her body undulated, and she retched.

After half payment, she wiped her mouth and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the guests are too full today, and my stomach is a little uncomfortable."

"Hey, hey, Matcha, don't jump off the building! This is the 17th floor, you will really die if you jump off it." Zhao Yao took Matcha back from the windowsill.

Thank you 'TFseven' for the 10,000 starting point reward. This is the reward for signing in to the building. Thank you Mr. T.

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