Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 888 The Barren East Does Not Even Have a Decent God

From 0:180 to 180:0, it is a miracle.

At the VIP seat of country M, the black-robed old man watched helplessly as the protective shield was defeated, and Mike's blood-soaked forehead was only stained with a melon seed shell...

He raised his brows tightly, and swept his eyes sharply towards the Imperial team auditorium.

It doesn't matter this sweep, the eyeballs were instantly scorched by the sun, and he was so shocked that he had no choice but to quickly look away.

"Master Davis, is it possible that there is an expert sitting on their side? Breaking our support?" The follower asked in bewilderment.

The old man snorted coldly: "In the barren eastern world, there is not even a decent god. How can there be someone who is superior? It's just a lonely ghost. I'm hungry. I won't let them care about this one. I will give it to you next time." Look at them!"

The attendant kept nodding and bowing his head: "Master Davis, you are right. Since you are a lonely ghost, you are naturally not worthy of letting a noble dean like you do it. It's just a small game for fun, and we don't want to commit mass killings." .Next month will be the F[-] Global Race of Gods. When the time comes, the Imperials will groan at our feet! We have prepared a sumptuous banquet at the hotel, and please come and taste it..."

The old man got up and walked away.

Someone specially held an umbrella for him to block the harsh midday sun.

A group of people surrounded him and left the arena.

Mike, who was beaten by Yinhu and paralyzed on the grass, was ignored, like a bereaved dog, howling pitifully.

Yinhu sighed, stepped forward, pulled Mike up, and let him lean against the railing: "I don't want to hurt your life, but why are you so vicious in your martial arts, which has exceeded the limit of the competition? In any event, friendship comes first and competition comes second, and this is not a duel of life and death!"

Mike gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from his lips, looked towards the direction where Dean Davis disappeared, and said in a muffled voice: "We people from M country are different from you little oriental dwarfs. Die! Only in this way can the country be strong and prosperous, and you will be king forever, and let you tremble and submit to these dilapidated small eastern countries!"

Yinhu was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that what the other party accepted was such a three-view education.

He thought that the competition was just an exchange of PK, but the opponent was demonstrating against the enemy.

He thought that the empire was a benevolent, benevolent and hospitable host, but the other party thought they were a small and run-down eastern country?
Too arrogant, too domineering.

He was not good at words, his lips twitched several times and he didn't know how to refute this warlike and stubborn crooked nut.

When he raised his eyes, he inadvertently saw Xi Zuer's fluttering figure in white clothes just got up from the seat at the VIP seat, and seemed to be waving his jade finger gently in his direction.

Yinhu's mind cleared up for a moment.

In the next second, he instinctively followed Xi Zuer's example and swung his fist, seemingly inadvertently, in Mike's direction.

"Bam—!"

Mike, who had just been lifted up, fell on the grass again and gnawed a mouthful of mud.

"You, you, what are you doing... Well, help me up quickly!"

Mike howled indistinctly.

Yinhu clapped his hands and stepped away: "It's nothing, just stretch yourself. Your M country is so awesome, how can you need a little Eastern country to help you, haha."

Hey, he's not good at teasing people.

I don't know how the words came out of my mouth.

But it's so well said!

In the grandstand VIP seats.

Xi Rubao was stunned and stunned by the reversal of the game, and finally jumped up and cheered: "Fuck, Huzi is really up to the task! [-]:[-], we won, we won, we won, we won!"

Wu Qianman was slightly disappointed: "It's just a pity that the old man in the orphanage still lost miserably..."

The old man bet [-]:[-], alas.

Xi Zuer got up and flicked her jade finger, her expression was so calm that there was no wave, and she said lightly——

(End of this chapter)