Chapter 1346: 13th 222 Mo Beihei

Chapter 1346: One Thousand One Twenty-two Mo Bei
Qin Mo continued to laugh, holding his finger on someone's left shoulder.
Bo Jiu looked at his move and said seriously: "Huh? William? I don't know. Mo Mo has seen him and should be more clear than me."
"I don't know?" Qin Mo was also sure that someone would not admit it: "Master Jin is walking around like this, the work to be done should be done, and the rest are closed."
After the last sentence, Qin Mo said, and clasped her hand with herself: "You have no credibility with me, just tie it like this."
The lighter the wind and the lighter the rain, the more revenge will be afterwards.
Bo Jiu knew that she didn't go to see Lin Feng's circle of friends to coax people.
You know, every time she swipes her phone, she can be located.
"Brother Mo, there must be trust between people." Bo Jiu dragged his hand and grinned. "It doesn't matter if you tie me like this, it will affect your image. After all, you will have a meeting."
Qin Mo glanced at her: "The person being bound is not me, I believe they can get used to it."
Doesn't matter.
Anyway, she's thick-skinned.
Bo Jiu was then brought back to the commercial building.
For the rest, Qin Mo has released water.
And it's not just water.
Looking at the glittering things appearing on the table, Zhao Sanfat slammed his fingers and shook his eyes twice.
"Does it seem to have been prepared for a long time, I know it will be this year."
When Zhao Sanfai said this, he pulled out the contents of his pocket.
This should make everything clear.
At this point, the place where the camera came over was Zhang Zihao's incredible eyes.
It's just that he hides better, and doesn't make people see anything.
I thought this game, they lost here.
He really couldn't imagine how bey would cut off Xu Yiwan's realm directly.
Alone, reversing the war, and the Long Yin of Cangshan who passed through the wild ...
Zhang Zihao no longer knows what to do next.
Bey's variable caught him by surprise.
What's more, if he continues to fight, he will definitely reveal the stuffing.
After all, it's okay to play for a round. If it's too obvious, senior players will definitely see what.
Zhang Zihao thought horribly, and the excitement was still there.
The people on the red side have all stood up.
It's theirs. Zhang Zihao is still thinking about how to communicate with Xu Yiwan when the two teams meet for a while.
It is impossible to end this incident until now.
Xu Yiwan has all the records of his fake matches. If he doesn't follow her wishes, he won't even want to enter the finals, and he will even lose his reputation.
Zhang Zihao knows who is standing on a boat with himself, and the most important thing is how to deal with bey.
Cangshan Longyin.
How to resist such a trick.
Zhang Zihao thought a lot, but his thinking was still chaotic.
Until Wu Yan excitedly dragged Mo Bei up.
The other person shook off that moment and let Zhang Zihao look over.
what's the situation?
Others were a little confused.
After all, judging by the performance of bey just now, it doesn't look like someone with internal contradictions.
When she lost, she didn't do that, she won, and she didn't react so much.
As clever as Mo Bei, of course, she can see the eyes around her. She stood up and her voice was soft: "Sorry, just lost my mind."
Distracted?
Zhang Zihao glanced into her hand again. Is it an illusion? I always feel that the mouse has been held for a long time.
The mood of Mo Bei's face did not change, and people could not see anything.
The five of them went to the Red side together, and the rest time came after shaking hands.
Mo Nan is still laughing, probably because of this, no one will doubt his state.
When the Red side placed the order and even shook hands with him, he whispered, "In this game, I will do my best."
"Same." Mo Nan shook back.
The real game is to appreciate and work hard for each other.
However, if Monan is the former Monan, it is very easy to do this.
Now he stood there, not even letting anyone see the pain.
The last game.
Just win the game again.
Facial paralysis can go to Milan.
Mo Nan lowered his eyes, clenched his hands and opened them, and even if they were useless, he had to guard her.
"Monan."
It was kind to play the auxiliary position, because it was too repulsive before, so he retreated on the court just now, he went to buy water, hoping to ease it, he also decided to play well in the last hand.
Just threw a bottle of water over.
Alas.
The water fell through and fell to the ground.
It wasn't that Mo Nan didn't respond. His arm had been stretched out and he had touched the bottle of water, but he didn't hold it.
After everyone in the lounge saw the scene, they stopped and looked at him in this direction.
Mo Nan's hand was shaking. To hide it, he bent down sharply, and the smile on his face didn't fade away. "I said, brother, can you say hello next time you throw water?"
His reaction did not seem to be too much, probably just slipping.
The assistant laughed happily: "I will call you ahead of time next time."
Just reconcile.
It was only after he heard too many rumors that he would be like this brother and sister.
Now that he has changed, I believe Wu Yan has also improved.
Thinking of this, the assistant also said: "I really can't think you can stop the of Xu, so handsome! And of bey, my god, you are really brothers and sisters, all of them are so cow, I sit next to watch She cut off the left field, and when the four kills were won, the goosebumps on her body got up, so if we go on, we will win, right, Wu Yan! "
Wu Yan also said an apology in his heart, "um," and said, "Which bey hero does he want to take? I will help her to get it for a while, and I will be careful to hit the road. Before ... sorry."
Mo Nan thought about it many times, and one day the truth was revealed.
But in fact, it's that day.
He found out, but it was just an apology.
Some people will have such apologies, and some people have even forgotten what he misunderstood.
Mo Nan lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand who picked up the water bottle. The black hair beat down, making people look unclear.
Wu Yan is still waiting for his answer. He hopes that they can become teammates.
"It's too late." It was Mo Bei. She came over, and her eyes were dark and she couldn't see the emotions. "It's okay not to exchange all the sorry words."
The voice was very indifferent, and the arcs of the side faces spilled into the light: "Why the first one, don't hit me in the wild."
After saying this, she raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on Zhang Zihao's body: "And you, are you happy to play fake matches?"
Zhang Zihao was still observing Mo Nan. He thought that Mo Nan was a little strange, maybe it would be a breakthrough.
As soon as he thought about it, a voice came from his ear.
Zhang Zihao's face suddenly changed!
Everyone in the lounge looked at him in the direction.
Wu Yan frowned: "Play fake?"
Zhang Zihao reacted and looked at Mo Bei: "Don't think you hurt a lot, just spit people out. I respect you because you were once a Emperor League, but bey, since it is called God, then right Take responsibility for your own words. "
"It doesn't matter if you admit it." Mo Bei paced towards him with a very indifferent tone: "Now this sentence, I said to the other two people. I want to win the next game and ban all the heroes he is good at Just as he is a transparent being, don't hide his position from the signal. "
The auxiliary atmosphere was too awkward: "Bey god, is there any misunderstanding in this?"
Mo Bei looked at him: "You have been swinging from side to side until the game is over. Think about it. God is really unfair. One is a stubble, the other is a prominence. One is a fake match. My brother did something wrong. "
When it comes to here, Mo Bei's eyes have not changed, but his body shape is slightly lower, and the corners of his mouth are slowly hooked.
"What did he do wrong? To be forced into this situation."
"Because I believe in my teammates, or because I don't know how to deal, please those so-called likes?"
"Playing a game is really boring."
"Would I also break one of your hands?"
"God, it should be fair."
When Mo Bei laughed, he looked like a messenger in hell, probably because his eyes were too dark.
Zhang Zihao realized that she really wanted to break his hand, and the cold sweat broke out suddenly.
What's going on with Bey?
Is she crazy?
Want to get started in the lounge?
It would be better if she did it.
That way, she will be disqualified.
At that time, he can end the war without playing fake matches.
But at this time.
A figure came over.
It's Mo Nan.
Mo Bei looked at him.
Mo Nan stretched out her hand to cover her eyes: "My brother said it when he was a kid. Do n’t look at the bad things. Other kids say you, my brother will teach them for you. Our small facial paralysis is not suitable for such eyes."
"Your hand is used to hold candy and play games."
"How can it be folded here."
The voice was very low, with his usual smile.
"We are paralyzed, and one day we will carry the trophy back."
"In this way, I can tell others, I don't see that handsome man who fights wildly, is my sister, that is ... the world champion."
Mo Bei's clenched hands, loosened a little, his eyes were also focused, the black mist was fading from his eyes, and then hidden again.
Perhaps no one can do what it feels like.
Not to mention, when Mo Bei saw her brother couldn't hold a bottle of mineral water, what was his mood.
As a kid, Mo Bei also looked like this.
Make those people pay.
Whether it is argument or the second face under the skin.
She just shreds it.
For a long time.
The darkness that has been buried in my heart and can almost devour people has always been.
Mo Bei thought that she was never kind, but there would always be someone who shot before her and faced rumors faster than her, and then she could keep doing this and seemed clean ...
(End of this chapter)