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 contro