Chapter 272: 272nd K God Slap 2

272: Words Crush Normal-Expert Level 2 Answers
But she believed in her choice.
Auxiliary tanks are used to hit the jungle. This kind of operation is not everyone's operation. One to three reverses the overall situation.
Crisp auxiliary swim, cooperate with assassins, move smartly, flash murder, win mvp,
These operations are not what they say at all, and they can be completed only by relying on King God.
E-sports is a team battle.
It was Mo Beixiangnan who used his style to tell everyone that it did not exist solely to protect whom.
Its role is essential throughout the team.
Since it doesn't make sense, don't say it.
But, I still feel a little uncomfortable ...
She understands that sometimes, some processes are really a hindrance.
For example, during the interview.
But she felt different this time.
The sound of discussion next to it seemed to be endless.
Instead, Mo Bei, who was standing in the passageway, was still as cold as ever, holding one's trousers in one hand and raising his eyes as if looking at something.
If you are a caring person, you will find it.
Before each match, Hei Yan's assistance is more serious than anyone watching the classic pictures appearing on the big screen.
It seems that so many people present are not as important as the flashing id.
Playing well.
Did you humiliate that person.
Is it right? The team she once loved the most.
It is Mo Bei who cares most.
It ’s just that no one understands.
Because of the heat of the fundus.
It seems to be buried too deep.
Even after seeing the picture, she lowered her eyes slightly, converging all emotions.
A wind blows over, black hair breaks.
What people can see is that the assistant who stands at the end really has no sense of existence.
However, at this time.
Feng Nai, who was standing in the forefront, suddenly looked back and dropped her eyes on Mo Bei.
Then, one raised his hand and randomly pulled Mo Bei's clothing corner.
It was such a careless move.
Almost all the fans who can see here are a little paused.
Especially those girls who were still talking seemed to be choked.
Mo Bei kept his face cold and raised an eyebrow.
Feng Nai's voice was faint: "Clothes, wear them."
Mo Bei glanced at his dress, and there was no problem.
At this time, Feng Nai raised her hand again, placed it directly on the zipper of her uniform, and pulled it upward. The thin lips smiled deeper and lowered her voice. There was still lightness in that tone. Mocking: "I don't have many friends, so this little brother should cherish it."
At the passageway, the two equally slender and erect figures stood backlit, with the same signs on their bodies.
It's just that the temperament is different, one is careless, the evil spirit is like a sin, the other is light and cold-spoken.
One of them was lowering his eyes casually to help the other. He did n’t know what to say. The corner of his mouth was still faintly curved. The black broken hair fell on his eyebrows. The handsome face that could cause people to scream naturally. Captured by the media in the camera.
The man in the battle suit was born with high cold and abstinence like an iceberg.
At this time the light seemed to be all broken on their faces.
When Mo Beiqing squinted a face, when he raised his eyes, he could just see his evil smile.
He only faintly heard him, "Oh, keep your distance."
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows faintly, and didn't quite understand what an unconventional operation a certain ...
(End of this chapter)