Chapter 559: Five hundred sixty three

Chapter 559
Even if it has been pulled out of the wine bureau just now.
Feng Yi's mood did not immediately ease over.
He stood under the tree, lighted his cigarette and put it between his lips.
At the beginning, Feng Yi thought it had something to do with her character.
Now he realized it was not necessarily.
If it is a small one, if you enter such a team, even if you are careful, you may end up with the same result.
When a teenager becomes famous and blocks the way of others, he will be pulled out.
Feng Yi looked down, a little afraid to imagine that scene.
Hand injuries really hurt.
But was abandoned by teammates in that situation.
Not only it hurts.
Feng Yi even didn't know how to reply to the message sent by Xiao Budian.
Tell the little one, you are right, your brother's hand injury, is there really no way to recover?
Feng Yi took a deep breath and let the smell of tobacco reverberate between the nasal cavities.
He was worried that, knowing all the little things, he would no longer like to play games.
Do a round, hand injury, betrayal.
No one gave Mo Nan a clear chance.
It's all negative discussion.
This is how he left.
They will be scolded and incompetent.
Little would like to get back, and then return with her brother's name.
If Mo Nan's hand, nothing could be better ...
Feng Yi pressed his brows.
The phone has a caller ID.
He paused and pressed the answer button, his voice deliberately relaxed: "Hey."
"Uncle Feng, it's me." After Mo Bei's training share is over today, the first thing is to call Feng Yi: "My brother's business, is there any result?"
Feng Yi listened to the light voice over there, and finally answered, "Yes."
Mo Bei's face was lighter, and her light-colored eyes became deeper and darker as she heard them.
The hands on the long legs became tighter and tighter, and even the knuckles became pale.
Of course, Feng Yi did not tell Mo Bei everything.
He concealed that Mo Nan's hand injury may not heal well: "So your brother's hand injury may require more treatment time."
"As long as you can heal." Mo Bei let go of her hand, her palm was printed with a string of red, but her voice was weak: "Wang Jun, Lu Yifan, Yang Mengruo, Chen Yu, these people have participated in ?"
Feng Yi said "um".
Mo Bei's eyes became a bit dark: "Uncle Feng, if my brother's hand is not good, I also want to dispose of Lu Yifan's hand. He took everything from my brother and stepped on it. This is what he deserves Yes, this idea, when my brother's hand is ready, I will let go. "
Feng Yi didn't know how to take this word.
Little Spade asked him to come back and look at Little.
Other things he could really watch.
But mindset matters.
Flesh and blood, hurt, can not get through, what to do.
Let her play without a purpose.
This is simply impossible.
Feng Yi couldn't even tell Mo Nan that she couldn't help it.
The fear is destroying more important things than winning.
"You can rest assured." Feng Yi looked at the cigarette butt: "Monan must be OK."
Mo Bei's voice has not changed, but everyone who knows her knows that at this moment, she has a Greek wing in her tone, small but clear: "I asked my brother, he can now do daily operation training Starting from today, he will play assist, I will play other positions and practice a few sets of tactics, so that when he comes back, it will not be blank and can also cooperate with the good team. "
There is something, it is indeed something, the school grass owes everyone, I will make up tomorrow.
The girlfriend who has trouble seeing each other, tells each other, Ann.
(End of this chapter)