The eSports King’s Crush

Mo Bei, who was standing in the same place, kicked the nearest person on the side of his long legs first!

Then, he threw the schoolbag forward, and slammed it straight into another person's face with the sound of the wind.

The boy next to him wanted to raise his stick when he saw this, but he didn't expect that the schoolbag in the boy's hand would come back, but he was carrying the schoolbag with one hand, and the strong sense of recoil made him dizzy for a long time.

Zhao Jianjian was already dumbfounded.

They were not wiped out.

On the contrary, the other party... seems to have been beaten a bit badly.

However, it was the first time he saw people fighting so beautifully.

When Brother Nan was still fighting, he pulled the collar of his suit, turned sideways, and gave another handsome kick.

It's fine if you don't give the opponent the slightest chance to fight back.

There is no intention of sweating at all.

After beating, he half leaned over and reached out to pat the dirt on the schoolbag.

Standing there with a noble demeanor, his side face is sharp and angular, just like a walking pictorial.

It really doesn't look like a bad student who just had a fight.

It is completely different from the fiery him before.

The most important thing is that "Brother Nan" turned his head to the side, and asked in a rare soft voice: "Are you okay?"

Zhao Jianjian just wanted to speak.

I just heard a small milk voice coming from nowhere, with the meaning of a little cough: "Little brother, I'm fine."

Why? Why? Why?

The phrase "Are you okay?" Didn't "Brother Nan" say it to him?

Such a small tits speaker is really eye-catching in the playground of the appointment!

after all! Who the hell came to a date and brought a child!

Anyway, Zhao Jianjian stopped his movements and looked towards the ground with an indescribable expression.

That's right.

It's underground, the voice of the little milk is too small, wearing a pair of overalls, a small black down jacket with down, and a mask, he recognizes those shoes, one shoe is enough for him to live for a month!

Are you five years old? Little brother? It's too much to show off your wealth so much!

The people in the No. 1 Middle School were still not convinced, and shouted there: "If you have the ability, wait for me, Mo Nan!"

It doesn't matter.

Xiao Naiyin directly reached out and hugged his "Brother Nan"'s long legs!

There is no room left for him!

Mo Bei lowered his eyes, looked at the strange little boy in front of him, stretched out his hand, and stroked the other's fluffy head, his voice was still calm: "Don't be afraid."

"Yeah." Xiao Naiyin opened her eyes wide, and her eyelashes were too long.

Mo Bei raised his head slightly, picked up the baseball bat on the ground, dressed in a neat suit, and looked at the group of people with restraint: "Do you still want to play?"

The aura was so strong that the air froze immediately.

The people in No. 1 Middle School jumped high while backing up. The scene was very funny: "We will bear with you for a day!"

It is not an exaggeration to describe the people in No. 1 Middle School as fleeing.

Mainly, how could this Mo Nan be so good at fighting all of a sudden! ?

After the field is empty.

Holding her schoolbag, Mo Bei looked back at the little boy holding her long legs.

The little boy was also looking at her, with beautiful eyes, which always gave people a subtle sense of familiarity.

As a bystander, Zhao Jianjian couldn't help asking, "Brother Nan, do you know this little rich kid?"

His Brother Nan gave birth to a child outside, no one told him!

It doesn't look like this either!

"I don't know." Mo Bei lowered his eyes again. She also noticed that there was such a little boy just now, so she threw out the schoolbag, otherwise the baseball bat might hurt him.

"Then, what should we do?"

The school does not allow children to be raised...