"Fat God..." cat and bear want to say something more.

Zhao sanpang put his finger on his lips, first hissed, and then said, "watch the game, don\'t waste your vice team\'s heart“

The deputy team is Zhao sanpang. After he came, he designated Mo Bei\'s position.

One is that fengnai\'s state is unstable.

Second, because no one is more suitable to be the leader of this team than bey.

In those years, she was able to level the eight teams on her own.

This time, Zhao sanpang believes that she can do it even more!

Cat, cat and bear have no intention to change their mind when they see fat master. They go to see their boss again. His always rebellious handsome face is full of gloom and worry.

Turn to see Teng Hui: "can her hands do it? And even if she wants to fight, she can choose an assassin to fight. She still has to fight against Zai..."

At this point, the cat and bear stopped. Then his eyes widened a little, and his pupils began to shake: "she is for..."

"For me." Staring at the screen, The eye frame is a little red: "if it weren\'t for her, Zai wouldn\'t use all her strength. With my ability, it\'s impossible to fight against Zai now. If she hasn\'t entered the international competition before, she doesn\'t know what the gap is. In my impression, Zai is far away, let alone play a game. In order to let me know the real playing method of Zai, bey will choose the way of confrontation."

Call Leng looked at it, and his voice was a little light: "it\'s not just for you“

"What do you mean?" he turned his head.

Xiao Leng\'s tone did not change: "there is not only you in the Chinese team, but also who the other party is. Coach h has always been good at layout and unprofitable things. He will not be so enthusiastic.

At this point, calling Leng\'s eyes swept around his side: "ten people came."

Teng Hui\'s back shook and his eyes shook: "you mean bey\'s ten 1v1 games are just for people to practice..."

He really couldn\'t say the word "practice". It was like a fishbone choking in his throat.

You know, with bey\'s strength and overseas fame, it\'s not necessary at all.

She has the final say before she plays and how she should fight.

But now!

The gray eyes churned.

"It\'s not practice, it\'s time to communicate!" On the side of the H national team, a man jumped over and looked very cute. His character was not like playing a game, but rather like a player of the H National Men\'s team: "senior, we can understand the Chinese language. Bey God promised to play with each of us, so we even came from the second team. The coach said it was a good opportunity to gain insight!"

Team two?

Reserve team, backup player?!

communication?!

Bullshit!

Coach h just wants bey to practice for them!

Cat, cat and bear couldn\'t bear it any longer. They clenched their hands tightly and wanted to rush in to stop the fight 1v1. Qin Wei\'an was held down by a small fist. Qin Wei\'an\'s small face was cold and indifferent. It didn\'t fit his height at all. He was young and full of bigwigs

At this time, Feng Nai\'s eyes were completely dark. His tall and straight body stood in the light and shadow, and his broken hair hung down. He could only vaguely see his tight lips, but nothing else.

Calling Leng deliberately stopped his eyes on him and said, "since it is so, everyone in our team should really have a good look."