Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 1336 My Boss Never Fights an Unprepared Battle

Jiang Yihan, who was sitting in the first row of the audience, raised his eyebrows slightly.

There was a frivolity on his face that was not befitting of his age.

The words he said were extremely mature:

"You ignorant idiot, the more rampant you are now, the more painful it will be when you get slapped in the face later."

Jiang Yimiao, who was sitting next to him, also clenched his fists and said firmly.

"Mom must have her reasons for choosing a witch!"

Both little guys were raised by Jiang Nuantang personally.

They have been with their mother since childhood. In addition to their admiration for their mother, they have always been witnesses of Jiang Nuantang's true strength.

Putting aside the blood relationship, it is no exaggeration to say that they are Jiang Nuantang's biggest fans.

In addition, Jiang Nuantang has another big fan.

At this time, Xing Kaicheng, who was still learning to speak, was sitting next to them.

Hearing what Jiang Yihan and his sister said, Mu Yunqian nodded in agreement.

"My boss never fights a battle he's not prepared for."

Those who once looked down on her were eventually either defeated or turned to the light, becoming her blind and obedient followers.

So, facing the ridicule from the representative of the Night Blade sponsor.

Not only did they not feel angry, they even had a calm attitude as if they were watching a joke.

Xing Kaicheng, who was sitting in his arms, could feel their feelings even though he couldn't understand what they were saying.

He stood up straight and clapped the cheering sticks with his little hands, making loud clapping sounds.

Shao Yijin frowned and tugged at the little guy's clothes.

"Have you forgotten what Dad told you about viewing etiquette?"

Jiang Yimiao, who was standing next to him, quietly took out a pair of children's binoculars and handed one to Xing Kaicheng.

"Brother, use this to see."

Xing Kaicheng was so happy when he got a new toy that he forgot to take pictures with the cheering stick.

I started to imitate Jiang Yimiao's movements and looked at the equipment bar on the big screen.

3 minutes and 17 seconds into the game, Zhou Jinpeng invaded the jungle with two buffs. The Mechanical Tyrant he controlled wielded a chainsaw to cut through the river fog, but ran into the witch with only half of her health left in the red buff bush.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a sneer, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

I found it funny that I had overestimated her before and thought she was a hidden talent.

Facts have proved that the opponent really has no strength, and only half of his health is left at the beginning.

He just scared himself.

Zhou Jinpeng became more relaxed.

His attitude towards Jiang Nuantang became more and more arrogant.

Even the public screen was turned on, mocking in all channels:

"If you're not strong enough, go home and breastfeed!"

After saying this, Zhou Jinpeng confidently used his violent skill to roll up the scarlet blade.

However, the scarlet blade did not fall on the witch as he expected.

After seeing the whole scene, the commentator at the nearby commentary desk was so excited that his voice broke:

"He flashed into a wall! Although the Mechanical Tyrant's prediction was not wrong, the witch's poison vines entangled his joystick at some point, affecting his accuracy."

The backstage specially cut the shot of Jiang Nuantang into a close-up.

I saw that the snow-white wrist bone was still stuck with the star sticker given by his daughter, but it left an afterimage on the keyboard at an extremely fast speed. The right hand mouse suddenly swung 180 degrees, flexibly and easily controlling the poison vine to drag the mechanical tyrant into his own defense tower.

A creaking sound of twisted metal came from Zhou Jinpeng's headphones. His character was nailed to the altar in the jungle by the witch using her lowest-level skill [Thorny Entanglement]!

"This is impossible...how could this happen?"

Zhou Jinpeng looked at the gray death interface, and his palms left sweat stains on his black gaming pants.