Chapter 1632: The blood is back

   Chapter 1632 The blood is back
  When hearing these four words.
  Adolf’s expression has changed. After sweeping away his previous complaints, he watched the picture of himself being abused with gusto!
  The cat looked at Mo Bei in admiration, and applauded in a seal-like manner: "My brother can fool you too much."
"It's not a flicker." Zhao Sanpang, who had been smiling, smiled and bends his eyes at this time, his eyes looked at the tall and clear figure, vaguely, he felt that it overlapped with something, and his eyes were low and different. Emotions.
  "Little spades, you will definitely regret it. It's not you who stand here now, but Lao Tzu, hahahaha."
  Several teenagers watched this inexplicable sentence at the same time.
  Zhao Sanpang gave a big shot.
  Mao Mao Xiong was photographed almost lying there.
  After all, if you think about the weight of our fat man, you can imagine that no one can bear that palm.
   "We are a little kid, ah no, you bey gods, are really grown up, hahahahaha!"
  Speaking, Zhao Sanpang wanted to take two more shots to express his joy. "
   Mao Maoxiong coughed twice: "Fat man, be merciful!"
  "Training! Let me train for Fat Master!" Zhao San Fatty left, but walked to Tenghui's side, using the same way of slapping.
  Tenghui's small body, almost like a panda, almost scrapped.
"Don't expect me to be merciful. If you win, you will be the goddess of thousands of girls when you return to your country. I tell you from the experience of people over here, do you know why I have so many female fans! That's all because I was extraordinarily handsome when I won! Face it, your studies, understand!"
  Zhao Sanpang said as he walked behind Feng Nai:
Of course, there are some people who rely on scheming. I said, what are you looking at, my nephew, continue to fight.

  Feng Nai is too lazy to correct his name, after all, there is still the next 1v1 game waiting for him.
  Only half of the players are left in the training room.
  Everyone can feel that Zhao Sanpang’s state has changed.
  Mao Mao Xiong They don’t know why.
  As a person walking along the way, Feng Yi knew very well what kind of fire Xiaomian had lit in the heart of his old friend.
  At this moment, it seems to have returned to that year.
  Feng Yi looked out of the brightly lit window, reached out and pushed the gold-rimmed spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose, all of them looked like teenagers.
"Hand speed."
  Vaguely, I can hear the voice coming from the training room, which is clear and faint.
   "Adolf, pay attention to your position."
   "Through dust, ordering requires more awareness."
   "Cold past, invade, fight more recklessly, it's okay."
   "Panda bear..."
  For an instant, there seemed to be two coaches in the training room.
  Mo Bei is correcting the details, while Zhao Sanpang is observing and reminding in the general direction.
  On the other side, Huan Leng is still 1v1 with Feng Nai.
  I have to say, Feng Dashao's record this time is a bit too much.
  Played 9 times and lost 9 times.
  Adolf thought that the man would play a big temper. After all, K has always been the green tea king with his eyes growing to the top of his head, changing his personality, and holding grudges!
  Unexpectedly, he just took a sip of water, put on the headphones, and said casually: "Come again."
Instead,    called cold stop, looked at him through two computers, turned his wrist, and threw two words to him: "Tomorrow."
  Feng Nai narrowed his eyes, and the evil spirit was rampant: "Tomorrow?"
   "Tired." Huan Leng stood up with sweat on his back, but it did not affect his temperament: "You should be tired too."
After hearing this, Feng Nai raised an eyebrow: "Tired?"
  (End of this chapter)