Watching their friends jump from the wall like dumplings one by one, and then watching them all kinds of martial arts, all kinds of almost special effects, flashing dead moves, taking them away. They just struggled to cut half a tube and had a lot of blood.
This ….. This ….. This is our close friends! ! !
The soy sauce makers suddenly went to blx.
It’s strange to rob them in front of them.
Good intentions ~ good intentions ~ they don’t want to live!
The soy sauce makers there are squatting in the corner with a heavy heart like a long-abandoned dissatisfied housewife, sitting in rows and hanging bottles here, and they are under great psychological pressure while fighting.
Who can drag this group of goods away?
This dense resentment and malice, even through the brain, they all feel it, okay
Oh, no, no,no. After the first push, many people couldn’t stand going on strike, but the tyrant bear didn’t feel it, but there was really nothing to do with this group of people
At times like this …
[Private Chat] Tyrant Xiong Wang
[Private chat] Mu Hua Sheng Meng/What’s the matter ~
It can be seen that Mu Hua Sheng is in a good mood at this time, and it is very difficult to send an expression at this moment of killing. Even if it is not like this, the tyrant bear can see that he is in a good mood from the small wave.
Come on, it seems easy to hunt down this time, just as the soy sauce makers found out that the other party’s equipment and treasures were too good, and some of them even changed to physique and blood, which made it very difficult to collect the heads.
Then, even if the soy sauce players make trouble, they have helped a lot. For example, thanks to their being soldiers, they can get so many people so easily that they have surpassed each other by a big margin.
[Private chat] We can’t kill the tyrant bear.
[Private chat] Is Mu Huasheng surprised/what happened?
[Private chat] Is there an enemy coming from Mu Huasheng?
Hurriedly looked around, but I didn’t see other gang members coming. It should be that I thought too much. After all, who has the leisure to take part in this kind of killing except soy sauce?
When I put my eyes back in the chat box, I found that the tyrant bear had two more lines.
[Private Chat] The tyrant bear is not the enemy but the soy sauce.
[Private Chat] Tyrant Bear, we can’t persist after being tossed by them.
[Private Chat] Tyrant Bear We don’t want to rob their heads any more …
[Private chat] Mu Huasheng tyrant? Are you crazy?
[Private chat] Mu Huasheng, do you know what you are talking about? A United front should say such a thing? Return what? Grab their heads?
Mu huasheng simply feels that it is unreasonable that your sister is their own pursuit, even if the head is beheaded, it is also them!
Is the tyrant bear bought by soy sauce?
Hum Mu Hua Sheng laughed coldly and then looked for soy sauce.
Didn’t you say that you couldn’t persist after being tossed? He’s going to have a good look at what’s going on here.
When I saw the shepherds sitting in a row of soy sauce in the distance, I felt that the tyrant bear was judging the enemy.
[Private chat] Mu Huasheng, can’t you and I see it! I’m sitting so far away with soy sauce. What others have done to you!
[Private Chat] The tyrant Xiong wronged/Wang, take a closer look! Feel carefully!
Feel carefully?
Mu Hua Sheng chewed the meaning of this sentence carefully.
While thinking about it, he suddenly felt a cold sweat behind him. What happened? He feels that someone is paying attention to himself, which is not realistic in theory, but after all, because a group of leaders are often easily attacked by people, even in games, it is extremely sensitive.
Now … someone …
Suddenly turned around and found that there was no one else behind, and there was one there nine days later.
[Nearby] Pasturing Hua Sheng for nine days?
[Nearby] Pasturing Hua Sheng for nine days? What are you doing there?
After nine days, I stayed there and didn’t reply a word, especially when it just poured down and the rain set it off.
Poor?
Er ….. Mu Huasheng made a chilling remark. Why would he think so? It must be an illusion.
Oh, forget it. Let the tyrant bear get down to business quickly!
Both hands were attached to the keyboard again when they were ready to type, but they were released again in less than two seconds.