The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 17

But in the eyes of those in the middle.

Mo Bei's attitude was either demonstration or provocation.

Especially this guy just packed them yesterday!

The first person with the gauze still on his arm couldn't help it, and he straightened up: "Monan, do you think you can go?"

Mo Bei only raised his eyes and glanced towards this side.

When did she say she was leaving.

In such a place, you can't get through without a fight.

But one thing, her master said, capture the thief first, even if it is not appropriate to use this sentence here.

But Mo Bei's eyes still passed by these people, and he locked directly on the slender figure.

The neglected man saw that this guy ignored him, and when he got angry, he rushed to his brain, picked up the baseball bat in his hand, and knocked on Mo Bei!

What he didn't expect was that the person would move faster than him.

A bang!

That **** schoolbag again!

His smashed jaw and distorted expression looked a bit miserable.

"My uncle ... Mo Nan, you have the ability to stop playing ..."

Before he finished the Yin word, he saw that the person in front of him didn't know what to do, but he broke through the heavy siege, just like he did light work.

The movements were fast and beautiful, before they could react.

The man has already picked up the collar of their k god!

In a way, Feng Nai, who was hit by Wuji, stretched out her arm to block it, her eyes were a little cold: "Go away."

Is that the word again?

Mo Bei did not talk nonsense, indifferent to a handsome face, and started directly.

Feng Nai snorted, and returned with a sharp kick, and what book he was reading!

The bosses of No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School fought.

Will others hold back?

Zhao Jianjian said: "Brothers!"

This is how the Chinese-style group stand started.

The baseball bat really hurt when it came down.

No one can think of it and go to take it one more time.

Honestly, they are just showing momentum.

Who can think of it, the two bosses over there are so serious.

The king did not see the king, and probably said this.

In addition to the harsh wind in the air, it was the handsome action of the two shadow figures.

Mo Bei took a kick on her back, and according to her undefeated personality, she would definitely find it.

Therefore, now Feng Nai's mouth has a faint cyan.

Compared to the group stand here.

The battle over there is much more exciting.

The two did not take the baseball bat, either they had the wind under their feet or they were both using their school uniforms as fighting tools.

If it weren't for the teacher running over there with a whistle.

It is estimated that two people would not let go of each other.

Zhao Jianjian was the quickest responder, reaching out to pull them South Brother: "Don't fight, South Brother, teacher! It's our school teacher!"

Mo Bei closed her hands, her clothes were all dirty, and there must be footprints on her back, which made her not very satisfied.

Because the person standing opposite her, the school uniform was clean from start to finish.

Even, he looked at her with cold chills.

And the people standing next to it were probably unforgettable. They looked like they were in the hands. When the school uniform was lifted, the waist was covered with a thin layer of muscles, and they were very full of breath.

You have to know that since k started playing the game, he has never done anything, and he is very indifferent to this kind of thing and rarely participates.

I have to say that Mo Nan is really poisonous!

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