Chapter 1108: Legendary 333

Chapter 1108 The Legendary 333
At eleven o'clock that night, when Ruan Mengmeng had turned off the lights and went to bed.
Across the street from the GL club, the training team of the Fengqi team is still brightly lit.
"Wow, 333, you have such a sharp operation. You can grab Rong Xiao directly!"
"The 333 shot was so well sealed, the other party had no way to retreat, and all were harvested by baby brother—"
The little fart Wu Ranran, also known as Gods, was standing behind the chair, sighing at the computer screen.
Although he could not participate, he was extremely enthusiastic about the team's training match.
Especially for the 333 who played for him, he closely observed from the very beginning, and wanted to see if 333 was qualified to replace himself.
After some observation, Wu Ranran, who was originally skeptical of 333, is about to become a personal fan of 333.
"Wow, the third brother is so handsome. This operation can be a godsend. As a textbook—hey, when Sister Meng Meng returns tomorrow night, not only will he be surprised by your face, but he will be impressed by your operation!"
The little fart slaps the horse ass, without a limit.
But he didn't find it, when he said the word "Meng Meng Sister".
The original 333 was stable, but accidentally shifted the mouse to the side.
Fortunately, the game is fierce, and the characters controlled by 333 are stable.
This small mistake was not noticed.
"Okay, we ’ll train here tonight, and everyone can return to the room to rest ... and Miss Yao has confirmed that she will return to special training tomorrow night. At that time, our team of 6 people will come together and we can officially start Cooperate. "
Team manager Wu Yongyong braced his beer belly and dragged his noisy brother Wu Ranran from behind the 333 seat.
He patted 333 on the shoulder. "333, I'll see your partner tomorrow night. I hope you won't let her down by then."
"..."
333 didn't say anything, patted Wu Yongyong's hand on his shoulder, stood up silently, and went back to the room.
"Well, it really is a cool brother and doesn't speak ..." Wu Yongyong said, rubbing his hand that was hurt by 333.
Wu Ranran whispered to his brother: "Who asked you to touch the third brother, haven't you found out that the third brother doesn't like to be touched? Deserve it—"
Wu Yongyong: "..."

At 6:30 the next morning, Ruan Mengmeng was woken up by a loud wake-up bell.
The freshman required military training. Last night, the counselor Lao Zhang specifically talked about the process. Everyone heard the bell and went to the playground to report by class.
You must wear camouflage uniforms and no one is late.
An Chaochao wore clothes weakly: "Oh my god, it's terrible ... I didn't even eat dinner early in the morning, so I had to go to the gym. I feel like I will be paralyzed on the playground with hypoglycemia."
Song Yiman, on the other hand, had already put on his camouflage clothes, brushing his teeth and washing his face.
Ruan Mengmeng is the one with the most special treatment in the whole performance department. You don't need to participate in military training. Although you are up now, don't worry.
She was handing a belt for An Chao, and getting hair for Song Yiman.
After the three of them were done, they were ready to go out, only to find that they were sleeping in the mosquito net of the princess's sickest queen, who hadn't moved yet.
Ruan Mengmeng: "I'm not in a hurry, you go first, I call her ..."
Ruan Mengmeng, although she has nothing to say about this young lady from the Jia family, is not so disgusted.
She walked to Shen Niyun's bed, stomped her feet, and patted the yurt on the bunk.
"Hey, Shen Niyun got up ... It's seven o'clock soon, and Zhang said no one would be late ..."
"Bold, who made you sleep with Miss Ben ... oh no noise, I haven't woke up yet ..."
In the yurt, there was the sound of Shen Niyun's hum, and then Ruan Mengmeng faintly saw that she pulled up the quilt and covered her head.
Hmm ... it's a decision, don't get up? !!
[Before 21:00 of the next chapter]
(End of this chapter)