Many things happen so suddenly. Even people who get along day and night are likely to have sudden thoughts, causing the maverick to feel out of place.鸸
After hearing Chu Wenyuan's words, Han Wenqing lost his composure and glared at his stinky brother angrily. He and Lin Jingyan took one of them to the two nearby courtyards.
It is impossible to advance head-on. You must go around. The main thing is to be flexible and move forward courageously no matter what.
The stubborn Han Wenqing only figured this out recently. After all, when you were training or playing games, you wouldn't have an opponent as strong as Ye Xiu waiting for you every day.
After such a long period of special training, even a guy with a flat head would have his head smoothed with a file. He would take turns trying to tough it out with you, just because he was afraid you wouldn't come.
As a result, the eldest brother has begun to play dirty. Being reckless may not necessarily be a bad thing, but tactics are the key to victory.
Xiao Zhang, who just debuted last year, is somewhat not black enough and is more suitable for icing on the cake. Someone must do the dark work. Before it was Chu Wenyuan, and now Han Wenqing has taken over the banner. In the future, he will definitely become more and more demonic as he gets older, less capable. Play for ten years.
Beating the beat with the drum, and after getting familiar with the rhythm, the classic music suddenly started. There were also Coca-Cola lovers opposite, singing along, and it was very happy.鸸
At this moment, Joan of Arc stood in the middle of the symmetrical courtyard of the Chinese team, staring at the farm tool who liked to sing and dance with black lines on her head.
The main thing is, you can just play by yourself, you have to recruit a teammate, and you have to call it a beautiful name, otherwise you can't keep up with the rhythm. Brother, the World Championships are not asking you to compete with music bacteria, so what are you doing?
On the commentary stage, in response to the special situation on the field, the special guest, a has-been singer from the music industry, seemed to have social criticism syndrome, so he sang with the accompaniment. Well, every Queen sang beautifully.
The happy time is always short, and music is not everything in the game. As Han Wenqing's team fought hand-to-hand with their opponents in the south yard, the concert was over.
"I'm here, I'm here. Let's gather in the south. Lao Lin, you and Xiu'er go and dig out the other side's buttocks. That James is the biggest breakthrough point. Don't worry when you hit him, he will deliver." Hearing Han Wenqing's words The fight started, and Chu Wenyuan immediately became excited. If he didn't steal at this time, he would wait until later.
The solitary smoke in the desert and the immovable stone are the moving Maginot Line of Defense. During the regular season, Tyranny often had two people supporting three people. Feng went to Taikong to divide the battlefield, and Rota and Shanfengdikai acted as a siege. What we are fighting is hard power, and what we are comparing is defensive power.
According to Zhang Xinjie's feedback, the opponent's main player Joan of Arc is not there, and they are just two minions. They do not need support and the opportunity is rare. It is better for Chu Wenyuan to go straight to Huanglong and see how many musicians are in the opponent's lair. The devil is here.鸸
Chu Wenyuan mentally agreed with Zhang Xinjie's behavior, but he kept saying, "No matter how important it is, you have to figure it out first. I'm coming, I'm coming, wait for me, I'll be here soon."
In order to hurry up, Chu Wenyuan chose to go directly through the middle, that is, by the central ring of the dojo.
Feng Qutaikong was seen crossing the gray parapet gracefully, and took away a plaster flag and a Tai Chi flag. He definitely did not choose this location intentionally, it was just a coincidence.
Chu Wenyuan, who had just crossed the wall and had excellent dynamic vision, immediately saw a village girl with braids standing in the center of the ring. His thinking stopped for a moment, and in confusion, he subconsciously fired a shot at Joan.
"There is a situation at the middle gate. The opponent's top master wants to sniper with me at the middle gate. Feng went to the airspace to request a one-on-one battle with the opponent, over!"
As he said this, Feng Qu's figure flashed several times in the sky and came to the edge of the ring, without even thinking of discussing it.
Seeing Joan of Arc sitting firmly on Mount Tai, just like the home court of Tyranny in the finals, and One Autumn Leaf standing on the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Chu Wenyuan felt disgusted in his heart. Why are there always people showing off, when he is obviously the most handsome among the crowd. That guy.鸸
Just as he entered the ring and was about to say hello, a gunshot sounded like thunder, and Chu Wenyuan made a subconscious move.
"Whoosh!" With a sound, the bullet passed by Feng Qutai Kong's ear. It was so dangerous that Chu Wenyuan, who had been shot coldly for so long, was actually shot coldly. He became a monster.
After performing the extreme operation, he subconsciously said, "Woc, what the hell?!"
"Nigger." Lin Jingyan added a proper cut.
With his heart beating loudly, Chu Wenyuan stared at the screen intently and quickly caught the traces of the nigger. What is this, a person who is always the sixth child has his ass stolen by the sixth one?
Seeing Chu Wenyuan behaving like this for the first time, Chu Yunxiu was happy and joked, "Youngyouyou, you are called the Glory Eagle Eye, why didn't you see it this time? That big braided village girl was confused. .”
The cold sweat on his forehead fell instantly. Chu Wenyuan felt that Chu Yunxiu was the roundworm in his stomach. He was not so accurate. He was indeed fascinated by the village beauty, but it was just a sympathy between strong men, and It doesn't mean anything, he said stiffly.鸸
"Xiu'er, what are you talking about? That nigger is hiding next to the campfire. His head looks like burnt charcoal. If it were you, I could shoot you ten times and you wouldn't be able to find him."
Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, nagging, Feng went to Taiwan and gave the nigger two bullets directly. It's all a habit. Really, if I don't give you some color, I really don't know who the father is. .
The two sharpshooters were shooting at each other in the air, but Joan of Arc actually noticed the excitement and stood there motionless, like an outsider.
After thinking about the state of his opponents at the beginning, Chu Wenyuan had a bold guess, maybe the two of them had a big fight.
Anyway, the situation is now favorable to our side. With two people in the middle, the other side only has one person left. Tang Sanda and Fengcheng Yanyu can both turn around and dig out.
There are two sharpshooters, one is in the light and the other is in the dark. Chu Wenyuan almost has his contempt written on his face. There is a huge gap between the sharpshooters. I will stand there and let you beat me to see who can't stand it first.
After facing each other for a full minute, Jeanne remained motionless, and James immediately broke through the defense. He opened his mouth and spit out a string of garbled characters.鸸
There's nothing you can do about it. The feeling of being hit in the head by a gun is really excruciating. The opponent can dodge you in a blink of an eye, and even scratch your scalp if you dodge. It's not that bullying.
Joan of Arc, who was being sprayed, did not tolerate James at all, and replied, "If your level is not good enough, go back and support your good-for-nothing brother. Without you, I have already finished cleaning up this Feng Qutai Kong, it is a disgrace." "
"Ouch!" Chu Wenyuan couldn't bear it anymore. What do you mean? You really think I don't understand French. It's so blatant. Today he has to fight one against two. Anyway, these two people are not cooperating. They started fighting. Don't take it too easy.
