How is that possible!

According to the plan, bey will take at least ten minutes to break the tower!

Did Sari not do what he said?

Han Junxi\'s first reaction was that the team members wanted to compete with bey too much and didn\'t listen to their own words.

But in the past, sari still stood where he was, and his posture didn\'t even move. The whole person was like a fool.

Enough to see that he didn\'t expect the tower to be broken.

Obviously, he\'s been mending the knife.

Speed doesn\'t lose bey. Even if you don\'t keep up, you don\'t fall much.

H national team is indeed a leader in this regard. Everyone who comes in has a very fast hand speed.

Why did you just lose the tower?

"Captain! No wonder you say bey is worth fighting! She\'s too cunning!" Wu over there had his whole face on the glass window and looked at the scene inside: "unexpectedly, the military lines of these towers were broken! I guess Sari thought foolishly that he could keep up with bey\'s hand speed. Hahahahahaha, interesting, very interesting!"

Yebing said "well" without saying anything. His eyes kept looking at Mo Bei\'s position.

Wu\'s eyes were shining: "compared with bey, the strength of the second team is too weak. How about I play“

Han Junxi pressed the man down at once: "I\'ll let you play in the formal game. How many times do you want me to say it“

"Oh." Wu shrugged. "Coach, don\'t you really think that the people you sent the second team can find the bottom of bey? I don\'t think the second team has been spied out. “

Han Junxi also regretted at this time, but he still clenched his hand: "look next, Lin, pay attention to the military line“

"Yes." the players of the second team are on again.

This time, still within 3 minutes.

Han Junxi\'s face has changed from ruddy to green, and his facial expression is getting worse and worse.

If they can\'t compete with technology, they want to spend time until bey shows fatigue. They can also know where her weakness and limit are.

Unexpectedly, time is more difficult!

Han Junxi\'s hand is very dead, like a resentful little sweet potato.

Of course, Zhao sanpang knew what he was feeling. Like a good brother, he came to take a shoulder: "harm, old Han, you said that our family has a small facial paralysis. It\'s enviable. No, if I had half of her calculation, I would have hit you one by one, and I wouldn\'t have to play overtime."

Han Junxi tried to maintain superficial harmony. He could only smile and wanted to scold his mother.

Over there, bey had finished the last game. She took off her headphones and looked over here. Her voice was light: "Ann, record it."

"Don\'t worry, sister Bei. I\'ve collected data." Qin Weian stood there, wearing a small suit. The little prince\'s gentlemanly style was very inconsistent with the surrounding environment.

Just after drinking that damn thing, Han Junxi wanted to ask, "where did this child come from?" Do you know how to collect data? What did the Chinese team get to travel with the baby?

I don\'t know if it was because he was stimulated. Han Junxi accidentally brought out his inner words.

The fat man was still on his shoulder, and the one who answered was happy: "he, harm, the little spade threw it in."

Z？！

Han Junxi suddenly turned back.

The fat master was still exciting: "look at that face carefully. There is no little spade with our lovely, but with the scheming guy Qin Xinji."

Han Junxi: Qin!!! Qin Mo!? And, and Z\'s son?!