Female president's private killer

Fang Chutian has managed to accumulate this army and lay down this world. When you come, you will take the leading power of the free port and give people an empty title. It's really unreasonable not to let go of the troops they have.

However, this also proves the strength and means of Huaxia on the other hand. Otherwise, how could these crafty schools come one by one to register for the competition in such a fast time.

I don't know how Fang Chutian, who beat Huang Qiushan once back to Freeport and beat 11 special forces into the hospital in the base, will deal with this matter.

As time went by, Zhang Dabang was just about to pick up the water cup and go to add some water. Suddenly, he found that there was a commotion in the street in the distance.

The crowd outside the gate of the Convention and Exhibition Center separated on both sides like waves. The crowd inside the center also rushed to both sides of the ground in front of the hall, tiptoed and looked at the door.

A moment later, a line of ten identical black reddington luxury cars slowly drove into the Convention and Exhibition Center.

This kind of car, although luxurious, is not uncommon in Freeport. Even if ten cars form a team at the same time, it is not worth making a fuss.

Zhang Dabang was wondering. Suddenly, he saw the sign on the car.

Above the sign is an eagle spreading its wings and diving in the front. In the middle is a "fierce" word and two crossed machetes. At the bottom is a skeleton. The whole composition is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, round at the top and sharp at the bottom, just like an ancient shield.

Fierce army!

In the uncontrollable noise of the surprised crowd, the motorcade stopped, the doors of the first six cars opened, and six young people walked out with ease. At the sight of these people, the whole crowd was detonated.

They are not the God of war, nor the patriarchs of those schools in the mutual aid alliance. However, they are the idols of all the young people on the island.

Wesley and buzz of Tyrus.

Mingxinliu's Longtai.

Montbarton and infantry of the black dragon road.

Kozmo of phantom stream.

Among them, the highest level is weseril, the commander of level 3 mecha.

When he was in teliupo branch, he ranked third among the disciples, behind Monroe and older Nakagawa. Actual strength, but stronger than Nakagawa knot, only inferior to Monroe.

The second is kozmo, the little patriarch of the phantom stream. It's a genius once in decades. It is enough to show his strength to be promoted to level 1 mecha Knight when the core skills of phantom flow are missing.

Baz, Longtai, infantry and Mountbatten are all second-class mecha knights.

There are many mecha knights on this island, but too few can become a mecha Knight before the age of 18.

Most highly qualified fighters are over 23 years old when they are promoted to mecha knights. Many people with ordinary qualifications are even 40 or 50 years old. This is the gap.

These people are the most promising rising stars of the new generation of God of war before the age of 40.

Therefore, although their rank is not high, they enjoy high popularity in Freeport.

After all, their rank is not high, and they are only compared with the machine men in these top schools. In the eyes of ordinary people, becoming a mecha fighter is a great thing, not to mention becoming a mecha Knight at the age of 18, or level 2.

Among the tens of millions of people on this island, there are only about 2000 who can become mecha knights. They are definitely the elite of the elite.

After wetherier and others got off, the four people on the ground in the back also walked out of the door.

This time, the audience was silent.

Wei Jianshan, the second-class God of war of xintailiu, Hargrove, the third-class God of war of mingxinliu, waggstaff, the third-class God of war of machine armor of qianjundao, and Mengxun, the second-class God of war of machine armor of poshanliu.

The appearance of these four people made everyone dizzy.

These people standing at the top of the Jishi pyramid are usually difficult to find one side. At the moment, they all appear at the same time.

This is the fierce army!

In addition, there are two three-level gods of war, Sade, the Lord of mingxinliu, Bridgeman, the Lord of qianjundao, and six of the top ten mecha gods of war in Freeport!

I'm afraid there's nothing else about these four. Who can defeat them except the old Tai LiuDi Nakagawa Dahui and Kilbourne who killed Liu?

The crowd began to stir as Wetherill, Wei Jianshan and others walked to the registration office.

Zhang Dabang licked his dry lips, quickly picked up the cup and wanted to drink water to moisten his throat, but found that his water cup was empty. He pushed the two dazed companions beside him, stuttered and looked at Wei Jianshan who came in front of him: "Mr. Wei... Do you want to sign up for the competition?"

"No, we came with them." Wei Jianshan smiled and shook his head, pointing to wesseryl and others.

"Oh." Zhang Dabang hurriedly operated the registration program on the touch screen on the desktop, while asking weiserrier and other humanitarians: "well, please confirm your identity here. A genre that allows four people to sign up. "

"Oh?" Wetherill turned his head and said to kozmo and others: "really, only four people are allowed to sign up. What should we do?"

Zhang Dabang was stunned and then asked, "do you still have many people?"

"There are six of us. It seems that there are two more." Standing in front of Zhang Dabang and looking at the application form, Baz shrugged his shoulders.

"But..." Zhang Dabang said, "you are different schools!"

"Who said drop?" Baz gave Zhang Dabang a white look and turned to several other humanitarians: "still the old rules?"

The crowd nodded.

"Scissors, stone cloth!"

"Scissors, stone cloth!"

"Wait, montbarton, you cheat! Not at all. "

"Well, come again, scissors..."

In front of everyone, several idols decided who to participate in the competition by guessing boxing. It stunned everyone.

You know, other genres have been beaten to death in order to compete for the qualification. They are not the same school. Do you need it? Even a cold faced man like Weatherill guessed happily?

Soon, the winners and losers were divided.

Of the six, Weatherill and Mountbatten lost.

To everyone's surprise, they guessed, the losers were happy and the winners looked like dirt.

Watching Baz turn his head, Zhang Dabang glanced at him with an inquiring eye.

"What name? Xintailiu? Black dragon road? Phantom stream? "

"No!" Baz clenched his teeth fiercely: "flower picking door!"

"Flower picking door?"

All the people felt that the sky thunder had struck over their heads, and their expressions were distorted.

Baz still remembers the lyrical look and satisfied expression after Fang Chutian decided to make this crazy name. According to reliable inside information, general Fang laughed wildly for half an hour after returning to his own room, and then burned incense and prayed.

It looks so cool.

Of course, there is also Huang Xiaolei among those who are not cool now.

"Honest and lovely little man?"

Looking at that bastard's coy and shy expression, Huang Xiaolei only felt as if she had been hit by the 9981 thunder. I really don't want to live.

In front of this bastard's appearance, where is there an honest, lovely and "little husband"?

"Want to eat my mother's tofu, don't you?" Huang Xiaolei smiled and blushed on her cheeks, with spring in her eyebrows and eyes. The purity of water is mixed with the wind and dust between words, which is enough to make any man bang his heart.

"Master, I registered my ID yesterday." Duan Tiandao, unlike others, stared at Huang Xiaolei, who was obsessed with flattery, or looked away to pretend to be a gentleman. Instead, he winked at Huang Xiaolei with a happy face: "do you know my name, deliberately today..."

"Asshole! Open the door! "

"What are you doing?"

"I want to see your ID registration time!"

Huang Xiaolei bit her lips and snorted, "hum. If you dare to flirt with me. See how I deal with you. "

"I can do whatever I want." Duan Tiandao opened the door happily.

Both of them are exquisite minds and playful experts. After a few words, they suddenly become intimate friends who have been friends for many years.

The distance gap between ordinary people seems to exist between them. However, under the surface of intimacy, they fought openly and secretly, but they didn't stop for a moment.

When Huang Xiaolei landed in the game and saw Duan Tiandao's game ID and registration time, she was completely speechless.

If this guy didn't know his ID early, it can only be said that there are too many coincidences in the world.

"Lady?" Duan Tiandao cried carefully.

"Lang Jun." Huang Xiaolei glanced at Duan Tiandao charmingly.

"Lady!" Duan Tiandao's face was terrified, and his voice was trembling.

"Fang Chutian, if you scream again, ah ah, it's so disgusting. I'll crush you!" Huang Xiaolei changed her face.

From seeing this bastard at airport 15. Huang Xiaolei had no idea of playing such an ambiguous game with Fang Chutian.

If you want to play with this bastard, you'd better do it in other ways. In this regard, not to mention himself, even the local hooligans who dare to put their secret organs on their lips and joke are not his opponents.

He is not the kind of little Zhengtai who blushes easily. This guy's shamelessness has reached a heinous level.

Play this with him, only by him!

If you have to play ambiguous. In addition to giving him a basin of cold water when his heart is shaking, Huang Xiaolei can't think of any other way to restrain this heavenly way.

But how could this son of a bitch be so easily seduced?

This guy, the water is very deep!

"Oh. No more, no more. " Duan Tiandao smiled and nodded: "little lady."

After biting her teeth, Huang Xiaolei felt that her cultivation was still a little shallow. Ignoring the guy with a flattering smile beside her, she rubbed the goose bumps on her arm. While reading his battle records.

I don't know if I don't see it. I'm surprised at it.

"Fang Chutian. You're an idiot. What are you doing in so many low-level battles? Is it fun? "

"A lot?" Duan Tiandao touched his head and his eyes were confused: "it's a low-level class Command battle every two or three minutes. If you win ten games, you can be promoted to platoon leader. You idiot won more than 200 games a day and you're still fooling around here." Huang Xiaolei glanced at Duan Tiandao.

"It's not that our army doesn't work hard, but that the enemy is too cunning." Duan Tiandao said dejectedly, "every time you fight, you have to die. It's too self-confidence."

Huang Xiaolei couldn't be more clear about the strategic setting. She couldn't cry or laugh immediately: "just win. There are no undead people in this game..."

Huang Xiaolei didn't say anything more. She was stunned by the battle data of "honest and lovely little husband" on the screen.

At the end of more than 200 class battles, the record of 30 total victories was impressively arranged. Without any casualties, Fang Chutian won the system 30 games in a row!

How is this possible?

Huang Xiaolei is a little confused.

She had never heard of anyone who, with no casualties, fought and commanded the game in real time with the class of the game program!

Even her grandfather, Huang Shengtian, known as the God of the army, did not!