Liu Xuri was in a complicated mood.
Su Jinlong is better than these serious special forces in all aspects. What face do they have to stand here?
He is only a reserve player. When he becomes a regular player in the future, his future is unlimited!
Liu Xuri quickly converged. Now is not the time to sigh.
Because the last subject competition will begin immediately.
The mouse had recovered a little, and he went to the fight field step by step.
His face was slightly white and his body was shaking.
Everyone was sweating.
What can I do?
"The rats have persisted until now. Can't the last subject really stand it?"
"Who said no, if he was in good health, he would be fine."
"It's said that Liu Xuri can fight very well. Is the mouse OK?"
In fact, the mouse has no bottom in his heart. His breathing is empty now. The previous subjects have drained his strength.
He can stand here, really is the support of willpower.
He must eliminate Liu Xuri before he has a chance to enter the next round.
Liu Xuri is also looking at him. The weak man opposite is frightening, but he will never show mercy. This is a contest between soldiers.
The two men looked at each other silently, looking at each other.
Yan Gang asked leisurely, "Lao Jiang, your mouse is going to lose. Fighting is Liu Xuri's strength!"
Jiang Qianqian had long been so angry that his nostrils were smoking. "Why can't you postpone the assessment for a few days when the mouse is injured like this?"
"I can put him off for a year. He has to promise! What does it have to do with me? He is a child? He can't decide his own affairs. I think you'd better worry about how to collect the body of the mouse. Liu Xuri won't be merciful."
Luo Yunlong looked dignified. "I've heard of Lao Jiang and Liu Xuri. It seems that he was the combat champion of the southern military region last year!"
Ha ha ha!
Yan Gang laughed with joy.