Chapter 1666: First round.

   Chapter 1666, the first scene.
  Mao Maoxiong pushed and shook the gray gray: "What are you looking at? Ask you without talking."
  
   "Huh?" Teng Hui turned around and said, "What did you ask me?"
  
Mao Maoxiong lowered his voice, and repeated the words again: "How could the boss agree to this game? It's totally impossible. With the boss's personality, the moment Ye Bing walked in, he thought about what to do. The other party throws it out, how could he allow Ye Bing to be within ten meters of my brother, oh no, within one hundred meters."
  
  Tenghui was just about to talk.
  
  Feng Nai's gaze came over.
  
  The air is quiet instantly.
  
   Ye Bing walked over and saved Han Junxi who was dying on the sofa: "Coach, there is sugar in ZAI, you should need it."
  
  Han Junxi’s expression was painful and speechless, he only nodded desperately there, a candy mouth, barely able to make a sound: "You, you, you..."
  
   "Yes, friendly match." Ye Bing didn't say much: "I'll set it up."
  
  Han Junxi took a long breath, as if relieved.
  
  Zhao Sanpang smiled there, and he couldn’t change his amiable expression:
Hey, this is not Xiao Ye Bing. Now that he has grown up, he looks like he came to kick the gym.

   "Fat god." Ye Bing has always treated seniors politely, even if he is from another country: "This time, I need more advice."
  
  Zhao Sanpang is still smiling: "I don't need me for advice. Isn't Bei still here." He said, his eyes turned: "Are you ready?"
  
  Mo Bei let out a "hmm", his long legs stepped away, his face was clear: "The opponents enter the arena, and the rest are here. The coach can direct."
  
   "Then the individual competition first!" Han Junxi took a breath and quickly stood up and said, "As agreed."
  
   Tenghui eyebrows: "Promise? What agreement?"
  
Isn't    just a friendly match? There is still an agreement?
  
   Just when he was puzzled, Mo Bei had already opened the glass door of the training room first: "Who first?"
  
  Who comes first? Tenghui is still at a loss.
  
  Feng Nai’s eyes had already begun to sink, the color like that was like a misty night in the winter, deep and bottomless.
  
  Mao Mao Xiong's face is also a bit ugly.
  
  Human cold is even more thoughtful.
  
  At this time, ZAI said: "I, I will come."
  
  The expression even seemed a bit agitated.
  
  This scene really should let those domestic keyboard men take a good look at what it feels like to play against bey in the eyes of top players.
   "On the order?" Mo Bei has leaned forward and pulled away one of the gaming chairs with the machine. The handsome face on the side is clear and cold. There is no emotion, and he has a sense of tranquility.
  ZAI nodded his head heavily, his eyes brightened: "Order!"
  ZAI had a wish before, that is to play alone with bey. After all, when Bey was killing him, he was still watching the game at home.
  Obviously it was a child younger than him. In that case, the regiment destroyed their entire reserve team.
  Not only the Assassin is used, but also his personal best order!
   Ask him who he wants to fight the most.
  In addition to bey, there will be no second person.
  Their captain, you can play in the team.
  How strong is bey today? The rumors on the Internet are not credible. He only knows if he plays a game in person.
  "Please." In terms of etiquette, Mo Bei has always been in place.
  ZAI also found a machine to sit down.
  The world outside the door does not seem to affect him at all.
  Mo Bei's face is even more light. He stretched out his hand to put on the black earphones, and the porcelain-white side face was looming in the light...
  　 Good night, kids.
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)