Chapter 617

"What are you afraid of?" Liu curved and hissed, "it's a big deal to fight with her!"

Liu Nanfeng opened his mouth, and the worry on his face didn't fade.

The brothers and sisters were silent for a moment, and the door of the lounge opened.

A white man wearing a blue team uniform and looking in his early thirties rushed in.

He looked around in the lounge and raised his eyebrows. "It's going to enter in twenty minutes. Where are Thor and they all dead?"

"Brother Lei went to smoke, and brother he Yao and the little fat man went to the toilet." Liu Nanfeng glanced at the macarone pink T-shirt in the man's blue shirt and couldn't help frowning. "Qian Ma, can't you change the color of the clothes inside?"

Qian duo looked down at his pink T-shirt, pulled it with his hand, raised his orchid finger and said plausibly, "my mother's lucky color today is pink. I'm sure everything will go well today!"

Liu Nanfeng is desperate about the superstition of his club manager.

"By the way, did Xiao Qi get through?" Qian duo asked.

Liu Nanfeng shook his head.

Chandor sighed a little lost.

But he soon cheered up: "forget it, let her have a good rest. Although the Dragon cutting is powerful, we myq are not soft persimmons."

Just then, myq other people came back.

"There are still more than ten minutes to enter the field. You can adjust it." Qian duo clapped his hands and waved his fist. "Cheer up and don't lose Xiao Qi's face!"

……

Fifteen minutes later, two teams entered the field.

At the same time, Ruan Qi, who had been sleeping for four days, opened his eyes on the big bed of Yuyuan villa.

……

The spring competition of the Obsidian League kicked off in full swing.

When the myq team came into play, all the audience's eyes fell on them.

Then there was disappointment in everyone's eyes.

"Why didn't the Dragon God come?"

"Didn't some people say Xiaoqinglong had a bad relationship with myq club before? I heard that the players rejected him."

"Where did you hear that? Even Thor was brought out by the Dragon God. How can you exclude him?"

"Did you forget the Asian Games in August last year? At that time myq everyone returned home together, but there was no little green dragon."

"The Dragon God is always independent and wears a mask even in the game. He won't be isolated by the club, will he?"

"I don't care if he's alone or not, but why didn't he come this time? The dragon is so powerful. Without him myq, I'm afraid I'll lose."

"Myq won't lose!" a deliberately low voice suddenly sounded.

The audience who just chatted was startled and turned their heads.

In the back row of their position, a man in a suit, a fisherman's hat and a black mask pulled off his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, stared and said again: "myq won't lose!"

"But the Dragon cutting is very powerful." audience a retorted unconvinced, "she has a super fast hand. She killed a team on her own two days ago!"

The fisherman's hat man rolled his eyes. "So what? The number of teams killed by the Dragon God is almost one company!"

Audience B: "but little Qinglong didn't come this time."

"Thor, they are all brought out by the Dragon God." the fisherman hat man insisted on himself, "myq there is a soul! He will never lose!"

Audience a also wanted to refute that the Dragon God had a bad relationship with myq, but audience B dragged him.

"That's a brain powder." audience B lowered his voice. "If you say myq bad again, he's afraid to hit you."

Audience a looked at the fisherman's hat man who only showed a pair of eyes but stared fiercely, and swallowed his words back in silence.

The fisherman's hat man said that he had defeated two people with one mouth, and snorted proudly.

The companion who came with him pulled him with disgust on his face and said in a low voice, "Lao Shen, what do you say, you are also the first gold medal agent in the entertainment industry. Even if you are myq diehard fans, you can restrain yourself!"