Chapter 602: Six hundred sixty six
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 556 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:24:21
Chapter 602: Sixty-six
Master dragging is a sideways.
The land road leading to the bathroom didn't end there.
Instead, he swept away in the direction of the safe passage.
The black fighters who followed were the first to react.
Oops, they don't want to go to the bathroom at all, they want to leave!
The door of the corridor had been opened by Mo Bei.
The first reaction of the thugs was to chase and notify everyone with the headset.
"Master is going to run!"
Four words.
All the black thugs ran.
The people in the store didn't know what was going on.
Seeing such a man in a black suit come out.
And each body is very fit.
Both eyes widened.
"What's wrong?"
Someone is asking, but no one can answer it.
The noise in the corridor was getting louder.
The first group caught up.
But the four of them didn't expect it.
Although catching up.
But in the next second, he was directly grabbed by the collar, and then pushed back hard.
At first they thought it was the young master.
When I saw it clearly, I realized that it was the handsome boy who looked like an iceberg.
The teenager's movement was incredible.
The explosive force made them all a little embarrassed.
Are all high school students playing so well?
Originally, there was only one young master, and they were difficult to deal with.
Now add another.
In less than ten seconds, all four people who were caught up were beaten to the ground.
Mo Bei dragged Feng Nai to him and said "sorry" to those people.
Just strode down the stairs.
There are still people chasing after.
More people came this time.
It's like the picture you often see in movies.
But Mo Bei and Feng Nai's skills are clearly incomparable.
Speed has also been dropped a lot.
But black thugs are clinging.
Coupled with their quality, it is not an embroidered pillow.
So it's not easy to get rid of people.
There were even a group of people who took the elevator down just to block them.
Calm as Mo Bei, after exiting the safe passage, did not go to the elevator side.
Instead, holding Feng Nai's wrist, he walked towards the other door.
Near the door, Mo Bei seemed to think of something and turned his head and said, "Mask."
Feng Nai just said: "In the pants pocket."
It felt like the man had stepped in, and it was cold and affixed to the position of his long legs, making him suddenly stunned, even with those eyes.
I don't know if it was because of running down the stairs just now.
Mo Bei only felt that the sound of breathing in his ear was a bit heavy.
She didn't think much.
It's because the others have followed.
When I got the mask, I unfolded it and put it on Feng Nai's face: "The hat is also buttoned up, don't be recognized."
The face of a great god, when seen, will attract people and must be hidden.
"Okay." Feng Nai's voice was a little sandy, because she couldn't think of the picture she shouldn't have thought of just now.
However, just act like that.
Every man has an idea.
Feng Nai's eyes were hard to distinguish, fortunately, a fierce run followed.
The other party was unaware of his heartbeat.
Otherwise, you will definitely doubt what happened.
The heart is the first to respond.
Almost jumping out.
Top-heavy and shouting, let this person belong to him as soon as possible.
To suppress this idea seems to be getting harder for Feng Nai.
Especially after a day of separation.
Even more so ...
(End of this chapter)