Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

The sorcerer’s eyes widened and he saw the “teammates” tumbling on the spot, and the look was even more empty.

When Wei is standing at the door, it is opposite to the virtual light effect. The floating scene light outlines the black and gold-plated shadow. The back is a big shot, a light/machine/gun, and even if you can't see the expression, the pressure is strong.

However, only the thin fire caught him.

The witches had a gunshot and pre-judgment. At this time, they were stupid by butterflies, and they could not find the existence of a third person.

Wei snorted and walked into the copy room. The big cockroach is just behind the elbow and it is within reach. As he walked, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular arms and explosive fists.

The thin fire spreads a sense of crisis, and he does not hesitate to surrender: "Big brother! Have something to say!"

Wei Shi indifferently glanced at the thin fire that raised his hand and lifted the selfie stick, and walked over to the witch.

The sorcerer blinked and looked at him stupidly.

"Hand." Wei said.

The sorcerer clenched his claws and clasped the pulse with the rough, hot palm. When Wei Shi estimated, he asked: "How much do you remember? Do you know who you are?"

The sorcerer shook his head. He felt that he might be a little butterfly prince. He could turn the butterfly into a fairy ball. But I just have to think about it in my heart.

Wei Shi sighed and asked: "How much is 12 by 31?"

The sorcerer swallowed the opening: "372."

Thin fire: "!!!" He made a slight meal, and immediately came up with a close: "The little witch is good, and he can do arithmetic when he is stupid-"

After the customs clearance, the toxins dissipated, and the witches recovered a little. They complained: "I am not stupid..."

When Wei Wei’s line of sight followed like a sharp edge, he swept through the thin fire. The thin steamed back went back two steps, the back of the back was cold, and the heart roared - stupid, stupid, no one said, this mother powder Just be able to keep up!

It’s a good opportunity to think about it and turn it around.

At this time, all three are on the order, and it is better to temporarily set up a team. This knockout map is very ugly. I have only got a map labeled "17" so far. The big brother in front of me... Although it has been a bit of a fan, it is obviously strong.

The trio team is like a strong bond... Oh, it’s not a pair of legs... a thin male **** and a single mother with a little fool...

The thinning fire is more and more satisfied, and I am waiting for the opening to see the big brother leading the witch to turn around and leave.

The thin fire is anxious: "Little witch! Big brother..."

When Wei Wei turned his head, it was about the line of sight without temperature, and the contour of the eye was even deeper. This is the first time he came in and looked at the thin fire.

The thin fire only felt that the right hand was cold, and just tried to hold the sorcerer's palm back and erect.

Thinly spread the fire and quickly put down the selfie stick, and take out his map with great value: "I have a good thing here..."

Wei Wei fluttered with **** and pulled out a scorpion. A thin fire, "2", "3", "5", "8" have, the number of people maps can be more than playing cards! Then the thin fire of the eyeballs will come out -

The sorcerer who was swallowing behind was picked up by the big brother!

The sorcerer raises a small round face, and when he looks at the guard slowly, he smiles slightly when he looks at the line of sight, revealing that there is no aggressive white teeth at first glance.

Wei Shi took the little fool and left a sentence before going out: "Left turn to the second room, there is a flaw."

A thin glimpse of fire, followed by a burst of ecstasy. spy! That's it! Self-attack sniper double/repair, less 狙 simply lost the right arm.

This big brother is also a bit interesting. He is forced to hold hands for the cp. He is arrogant and arrogant. The private school meal is really terrible. It is estimated that the small hand that stares at the love bean has long been a long time ago.

The powder heads accompanied the activities to accompany the flight, this person simply gave the game to accompany, and the big brothers did something that was not good to mix in as a trainee...

The "叮咚" prompt sounded, and the thin fire finally looked at the direction in which the two disappeared and quickly moved to the left. The second room is not a s-level copy, and the possibility of going out is great.

The thin fire spreads out and looks out the door, and suddenly the pupil shrinks!

The artificial rainwater is falling into the sky, and the genetically modified insects are hung on the banana leaves, and the emulsified white foam is sprayed by the rain. The entire room seems to be their breeding cabin, and the rain contains some fatty acid glycerides...

Thinly spread the fire and touched his face.

Also emulsified is your own foundation, eye shadow, mineral loose powder -

Makeup is gone.

Thinly screaming and screaming, quickly throwing away the selfie stick: "You **** illegitimate rice cooker must report! Not just holding a hand?! You wait! Dad, I will get back soon after the game -!!"

Witchcraft went out with Wei, and the dim light of the corridor made him wide open his eyes.

When Wei Wei slightly sideways, he saw two amber eyeballs flashing, because they were stupid or a round.

Wei Shizhi slammed the gun on the silly rabbit and threw it in his arms: "Hold."

The poisonous phoenix butterfly neurotoxin can only paralyze the prey for half an hour. The symptoms of the sorcerer will subside in the short term, and the sequelae will last for two or three days - related to personal willpower.

At this time, the sorcerer has obviously been out of touch with the game, and the gods traveled outside the world. Common treatments will stimulate the return of consciousness through a patient's customary items.

However, at this time, the sorcerer picked up the gun - the technique was obviously weird, holding the gun in one hand, dragging the handle in one hand, and carrying the gun back to his head.

When Wei Wei pushed open the door at the end of the corridor, he looked at him thoughtfully: "Remember what you are doing?"

The sorcerer nodded and said with pleasure: "Men's team... the main dance!"

Wei Shi used the chin to shoot it: "What is this?"

Witches and treasures: "Guitar!"

Wei Shi: "..."

The copy gate was opened, and the inside was a gloomy light, like the white bones on the birch tree mimicking the butterfly.

Wei Shi took a place and gestured to the witch to sit in.

"In the future, I will hide myself." Wei Shimo slammed the handle and ordered.

Oh, it’s still too weak.

The sorcerer nodded obediently and pulled himself to the back of the bunker and then stuffed it. When he saw the guard, he turned and left, and couldn’t help but say: "Where are you... Where are you going?"

"Clear the field." Wei Shi is condescending, looking at the rabbit fine.

The sorcerer shook his gun: "That... I am tuning here!"

Wei Shi perfunctorily nodded and gave respect to the stupid male group players.

The sound of the guns rang, the fire under the birch trees emerged, and the sorcerer once again pulled out the map and wrote and painted on the back. When Wei Shiyi came back, he saw that the sorcerer was waiting for him.

"The song is written!"

When Wei Wei emptied the material box, he was cold and saw the sorcerer aligning the mirror there. Before the witches are stupid, they will not adjust, and there is no reason to be suddenly stupid.

The witch was not holding a gun, but he grievances: "The guitar is broken."

Wei Shi sighed: "Then sing."

The man put down the machine gun, and when the squirt gun fired, the dust and the gravel were lifted up. The fine left arm connected the chain to the gun body. When the head was lowered, the muscle contour of the neck was clearly seen, and the eyes were deep and did not absorb light.

The sorcerer stayed for a long time and suddenly came up with a sentence: "You look so good."

Wei Wei is not allowed to sit down and sit next to him. The sorcerer sucked his nose and could smell the light blood. Obviously not a man, but a prey under his hand.

Wei Shi said: "I still can't sing."

The witches nodded quickly.

In the horrible jungle, the teenager cleared his throat. Wei was sitting idle beside him, looking at the map in his hands. The camera next to the overhead light was "inadvertently" damaged in the previous battle, but the position was excellent -

Looking down from the top, you can see the man's arm resting on the bunker hiding in the sorcerer's body, just like putting the person in his arms.

At the moment of the opening of the sorcerer's mouth, Wei's eyes moved slightly and his gaze removed from the map.

The voice of the teenager is very clear, gentle and without burrs, and obviously trained professionally. The tone of the opening is low, and it gradually rises like a folk song. It is like a slow flowing stream of hot music.

"The butterfly at the muzzle~ the red tomato~ the soft 咩咩~ Come with you for Children's Day~ Oh how blazing~"

Wei Shi: "..."

The lost sorcerer has apparently lost the most basic lyric logic, and the subconscious can barely constrain the rhyme.

The lyrics are nothing but rhymes.

However, the tune is inexplicably soft and soft.

When Wei’s eyes moved, he finally endured.

The singer sang a song and his eyes were bright.

Wei Shi: "Not bad."

The sorcerer immediately licked his nose and pointed at the long-awaited machine/gun opening: "Can I sing it with your guitar?"

Wei Shi threw the gun at the silly rabbit.

The amber pupil immediately laughed into a crescent, and the sorcerer sang it happily, and asked for the sniper/sniper/gun.

Followed by 狙/打/步/枪...

Before he had finished all the supplies of Wei, the man suddenly said: "It’s almost."

Wu Yanran: "What..."

"come.\\\"

The sorcerer and the sorrow sighed in the past, and continued to hide, about to sit still for too long, shaking the moment of the brain seems to have countless messy information came out.

"Remember what you called?" Wei Shi blinked at the silly rabbit.

Witched a meal: "Witch... Witch..." His expression suddenly became stiff: "I am, I am here - big, big brother?!"

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