Chapter 765: Red Tank VS Night Witch

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In India, women wear a veil is a long tradition.
A noble and pure woman, if her veil is accidentally pulled down by a man, it is equivalent to taking off her clothes in public.
But this thunder was good, and with the help of alcohol, not only did the tens of thousands of people on the scene and the world's most live broadcast noodles, they pulled the veil of Shiva goddess Indira, but also forcibly kissed each other.
This is a devastating blow to the goddess Shiva, who has been standing high since childhood and cannot even hear a word of disrespect.
She was still able to concentrate on the battle with a sigh of relief when she previously played against Lei Hong.
After winning the game, all emotions returned to the moment when they were just thrown off their veil by thunder and forced to kiss.
Under the eyes of all eyes, Shiva and the goddess were in a state of collapse, and their large bright eyes were moist, and a pretty red face was shy, and then fled from the conference venue in a similar way.
There was only a large group of stunned, stunned viewers, who had to focus on Wang Yan on the sidelines. Even those extremely angry Indian audiences have all transferred their anger to the side of their long-sought flames.
There was no way, the thunder and thunder broke out in the ring, and fell under the ring, like a pool of mud. The personnel did not know, now this spearhead is not transferred to his good partner Wang Yan.
Under the eyes of tens of thousands of people, Wang Yan looked uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
I just want to watch the game on the sidelines, why did I have such a bad luck? And that Lei Bang is really a tiger. Can the girl do this? The pure girl of Shiva was so weeping.
I hope it won't cause any shadow to the girl, otherwise the revenge caused by looking back will be a headache if you just think about it.
The headache is a headache, but Lei Hong is still a good comrade of our National African Affairs Bureau.
With the eyes of tens of thousands of people, Wang Yan came to Shen Leihang quite awkwardly and checked the injury.
Fortunately, Lei Bo's injuries were not serious, most of them were skin traumas. It seems that the Shiva goddess was angry, but she didn't take a heavy hand. In his current state, he was really drunk and drunk.
"Son of flames, let me give up trouble." The medical staff of the conference also rushed over as soon as possible.
They moved Lei Bang to the stretcher with all their hands, and carried it to the infirmary. Halfway down, Lei Hong turned over, sighing his lips, smiling cheerfully: "Hey, black, old, old king, let's go, one ..."
"This guy ..." Wang Yanhan dadly returned to his seat.
In the future, this wine must be listed as Lei Hong's contraband, otherwise these two goods are really organized after drinking wine.
The ring was quickly cleaned up and the potholes were renovated. After a short while, host Sean stepped on the flying skateboard and returned to the ring again.
"Dear friends, the confrontation between the two players just now is really brilliant, and the climax is repeated." Sean Khan gave a round to the sudden incident just now.
These two players, playing, not only burst their clothes, but also kissed him. He has been a host for so many years and it is really the first time he has seen it.
The audience around was still unsure, but something had passed for a while, and the discussion was almost the same. At this time, as Sean replied above the ring, people's attention returned to the next competition again.
"The next player to play is ...!"
On the main screen of the competition venue, the list of players quickly scrolled, and the name stopped when the sound stopped.
"The next player to play is the red tank from the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, known as the Undead Monster, Kristo Mayev!"
With the high voice of the host Sean, the crowd watching the game had already been hot, "Awow", the sound of cheering.
In the last matchup with North American Dark United, Druid Elder Arnold Giant Bear, the Red Tank shot for the first time.
Although the Red Tank only shot this time since the beginning of the Youth Conference, it deeply shocked the hearts of all the audience. He has always been low-key, and he has become popular.
In fact, not only the audience on the spot, but also many contestants from the Youth Conference, even sighed at him. He is known as the most powerful king of the land warfare in the youth generation, but it is not just a gimmick.
"Red tank! Red tank!"
In the cheering crowd, the red tank, Kristo Mayev, slowly walked out of the player's tunnel.
As an ace soldier who works in the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, his life style is simple and rigorous. Today, he is still wearing a simple military T-shirt. The face is wearing sunglasses, and the lines of the whole body muscles are clear and clear under the T-shirt. It looks like a knife and axe, full of tenacity.
He walked steadily and stepped into the ring step by step. Although he was silent, his momentum was solemn.
As he stood on the ring, his persevering eyes full of military qualities swept towards the audience, and all the noise of the audience was quiet for a while.
His majesty from the inside out is as if he were born. Under the prestige of the on-site audience, all of them can't help but have a heartfelt awe that cannot be ignored.
"Gosh, the red tank has just seen me, and my cold hair is standing up!"
In the stands, a spectator of abilities exclaimed in horror, excitement and fear. "That feeling is like seeing a giant dragon from ancient times!"
"The red tank really deserves to be the king of land warfare. Look at his majesty and momentum. With his strength, he can definitely make it to the finals!"
"Who will be drawn to fight against the red tank next? Gee, that unlucky ghost, think it's okay to think about it."
On the sidelines, Wang Yan and Liu Bujie glanced at each other, frowning slightly. Next, the person who was drawn into the duel with the red tank was indeed unlucky.
The red tank is a half-step S-class veteran strongman. In addition to completing the tasks assigned by the Polar Bear Secret Service, he never brushes an extra sense of presence.
In this regard, the six strong players, female superheroes, blood wolf Walton, Holy Knight Ulysses and other veteran powerhouses, all have a deep experience. Wang Yan is quite confident in his own strength, but he hasn't been able to compete with a top strong man like the Desert Emperor, Satan Apostle.
Speaking of that, if the next person to be drawn is his Wang Yan, then he really doesn't have much confidence in winning.
"The next player to fight against the Red Tank, Christo Meev is ...!"
The host Sean dragged the tail to the elders, all the people watching the game took a deep breath, quieted down, waiting for the player name to appear on the big screen.
On the sidelines, Wang Yan also felt a sense of tension in his heart. Not only was Wang Yan, but many players who advanced to the top 16 heard the red tank play, and they all came out of the lounge and came to the sidelines.
After all, if you know your opponent more than one point, you will have one more point to guarantee your next win rate.
The list on the big screen flipped quickly, and it was finally fixed on the name of a woman.
"The next one to play is from the China National African Affairs Bureau, the night witch, and Uya Ange!"
The host Sean announced the name of the player in a loud voice, and the crowd watching the scene immediately rang out a continuous voice of discussion.
"Night witch? Was it the witch who last turned down the master Kazan, almost cut the adult stick, and finally became a vegetative?"
"His, it's terrible. I've never seen a woman with such strange powers and so fierce means."
"She seems to be one of the sons of Flame's girlfriend? It seems that only a character like the son of Flame can only surrender to such a hot and viper beauty."
"By the way, I saw before that the Satanic apostle Harrison seemed to have also taken a fancy to the beauty of the viper. For this reason, the son of the flames did not hesitate to confront him head-on, but also yelled at each other for being stupid.
"Wait, be quiet, you are going to die, take a look, Harrison is out!"
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Sure enough, with a slight uproar from the crowd, the Satan apostle Harrison appeared at the player's channel at the other end of the venue.
Wang Yan looked at the wicked man opposite him with a little disgust on his face.
There is a saying that if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking that this arrogant Satanic apostle will make him pay for it sooner or later.
"Sister An Ge, I will do my best in a moment, don't fight hard with the red tank, it's really impossible, and it doesn't matter if you admit defeat." Wang Yan is really not afraid of head-on conflict with the Satanic apostle. The only thing he is worried about is An. Song and Red Tank duel will suffer.
Ange itself is not an awakener of the power system. If you are hit by a monster like a red tank, you will definitely be extremely injured.
"Giggle, Xiao Yan, are you distressing me?" Wu Ya Ange stood up from the seat, stretched lazily lazily, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of flirty.
"Ange, Xiao Yan is also for your hello. The physical strength of the red tank has almost reached the extreme, it is difficult to deal with." Huangfu Nanlian has a rigorous personality, and she successfully advanced to the half-step S-level in the last battle. The grasp is more precise. At this time, it is very clear that the power of the red tank is terrible.
"Relax, he's just a little bigger, look at me." Wu Ya Ange handed Wang Yan and Nan Lian a "reassure, watch me express" look.
Nan Lian still wanted to say something, but was organized by Wang Yan with a look, "Let her go, Sister An Ge is not a reckless person. She is so confident and believes that she must have her means. If there is any danger, control him. What competition stipulates that we will stop together. "
Nan Lian nodded and sat quietly beside Wang Yan.
Speaking of which, Uya Ange's deceitful means of defeating the enemy are more than her. I believe she must have some cards that no outsiders know.
There was a lot of discussion from the audience, Uya Ange jumped forward, and like a cat, the action fell lightly on the ring.
A pair of charming eyes like water, casually glanced at the red tank in front of him, the cold killing intention, gushing out like a cold wave, "Oh, big man, if I miss you and ruin you, I do n’t want to complain. . "
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