The eSports King’s Crush

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Bang!

The bat fell on Zhao Jianjian who was blocking him.

Mo Bei pointed his finger.

You can still hear the voices of him and the famous lady: "Brother Nan, really, let's go, don't get hurt."

"Why didn't you tell us about the injury last time?"

Zhao Jianjian's painful forehead was covered with sweat.

Mo Bei could even feel his breathing.

For the national competition.

In order to enter the national competition.

That's all.

But at this moment.

Mo Bei can't just do it for the national competition.

As her eyes darkened.

She reached out and pushed Zhao Jianjian aside, then half-leaned her waist and picked up a baseball bat.

Yang Mengruo seemed to have seen the scene she wanted to see most.

He took three pictures in a row of Mo Bei.

The boy in the wind.

It's still the same as when we first met.

Even when fighting.

There is not a trace of nobility left in his body.

Even her back was straighter than usual.

Fight quickly, fight quickly!

This is what Yang Mengruo hopes most at the moment.

Because only in that way can the evidence of Mo Nan's private fight be established.

The socialite reached out and grabbed Mo Bei's clothes, trying to stop her.

Mo Bei waved it away with one hand, and held a baseball bat in the other hand. The other end of the stick was dragged on the ground.

At this time, she stood there tall and straight, looking like someone who was about to fight the last battle, with no wave in her eyes.

If it will affect the people around you.

Or you can't even protect your brothers well.

Then why play in the national competition?

elder brother.

Were you thinking about this at that time?

The wind was blowing.

What it brings is diamond-shaped snow.

Mo Bei raised his eyes and watched the falling snowflakes.

When the wind passed by that clear and indifferent face.

She turned her gaze away, and then raised the baseball bat.

Yang Mengruo also raised the phone higher.

Mo north to south.

This time, even this ID will be buried together.

Never get a chance to get up again.

The man with glasses also smiled more and more proudly.

Seeing that Mo Bei was about to take action, he stepped back and let others go first.

However, at this time!

There was a thumping sound behind him.

The man with glasses stiffened his back.

It was because someone put a baseball bat into his back.

Same with a baseball bat.

But the baseball bat used in No. 1 Middle School will have the school logo on it.

"Using my name to block people, did we get the consent of those who besieged Mo Nan's army?"

When Zhao Jianjian heard this sentence.

He suddenly raised his head, looked over there, and screamed: "Fuck!"

Dear!

Zhao Jianjian did not shout out the last two words.

It gave the man with glasses room to speak: "Brother Long, it's me. Haven't I always wanted to block Mo Nan once? He is here today."

After Brother Long, who was besieging Monan's army, looked him up and down, he turned to Zhao Jianjian and said, "What am I talking about? The people in our No. 2 Middle School just have bad conduct!"

Zhao Jianjian: "Just this one, everyone else is a man, okay."

Brother Long: "Why was it repaired so badly?"

Zhao Jianjian was still in pain: "I blocked it for my brother Nan, I am honored!"

"If we hadn't skipped class to buy books at the last minute, it would have been really bad this time, friend."

That's right, now the No. 1 Middle School's besieging Monan Army has joined forces with the No. 2 Middle School.

After the bespectacled man heard this, his original proud smile began to freeze, and his face even turned a little pale.

Brother Long glanced at him: "Isn't this guy ignorant of the fact that Mr. Feng married into our No. 2 Middle School?"

Zhao Jianjian wanted to shrug his shoulders and ridicule him, but he didn't expect it to hurt even more.

"Even if Young Master Feng is not married, this kind of behavior of letting outsiders come to beat people in the school should be taught a lesson."

The man said and looked at Mo Bei: "Brother Nan, you don't have to do anything. Just leave it to us. Don't worry, we are from the real No. 1 middle school. These fake ones will wait for another eight minutes. When the bell rings, the teacher will Come out, they are all finished, take Zhao Jianjian to see, we are here."

"Thank you." The moment Mo Bei let go of the baseball bat, the warmth in her eyes returned a little. She didn't say anything more because she had fought against the people from No. 1 Middle School and understood that they not only had something in their hands, but also knew when to stop it.

She didn't waste much time, half-bent, picked up Zhao Jianjian, let him lean on her shoulders, and walked out of the crowd.

The man with glasses and the people he brought tried to move, but everyone was hit from behind with a baseball bat.

Yang Mengruo never thought that when things got to this point, some students from No. 1 Middle School would show up.

The relationship between No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School has always been bad, right?

Yang Mengruo still remembered that she came to pick up Mo Nan before.

When these people saw Mo Nan, they still wanted to provoke him.

Why is this happening now?

Such a seamless plan.

Everything was ruined because of the appearance of these "bad boys"!

The most important thing is that Mo Nan still has her recording in his hand!

She was really scared, and now she wanted to delete it and rushed forward to delete those things.

But Yang Mengruo knew it was impossible.

She cried anxiously and shouted at Mo Bei's back: "I was wrong, Mo Nan, I was really wrong, please delete the recording. I will clarify what happened at that time, including this time. Wrong, even this time, I won’t post it. Really, delete the recording. People know me best. I come from a small place like you. It’s the most difficult. Didn’t I say that I am like a sister? Very When I was young, I worked hard outside alone. There was nothing I could do about it. If I didn’t do that, my popularity would disappear. What would I do? I would also be abandoned by the economic company. Knowing Wang Jun’s methods and Lu Yifan, they He is the one who can really speak. If I don’t follow the crowd, how can I survive? How can I survive?”

"I will not put the recording online." Mo Bei stood with his back to her, cold and indifferent: "If that's the case, I will become like you, I will hand over the recording to the judicial authorities, and still be able to live. .

The reason why my brother responds to every request.

It was just because he felt that his sister had also been outside alone.

Those people were nice to his sister.

He will be kind to others.

As for the rest.

Not worthy at all.

Mo Bei never thought of providing any information to the Internet.

over there.

Today they can scold her brother.

You can scold others tomorrow.

You can like it today.

You can trample him to death tomorrow.

As long as someone guides you, topics can come up.

She wouldn't do it this way.

A well-known debater said it right: "Only when a person is warm and pure can he be qualified to talk about love and freedom. Otherwise, freedom, how many crimes are in your name."

She won't let those people go.

Waiting for the game.

She won't let anyone go!

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