Hearing the war draw, many young people were a little disappointed.

Yunzu stood up and laughed, clapped and clapped: "it's wonderful. Thank you for your wonderful duel!"

Talking about the night Luo also follows, the smoke wave flows: "the leader of the Soviet Union and the leader of the Mo alliance are both young and promising, and their Kung Fu is equally strong, which is really the great joy of our Star Alliance and the Wu alliance!"

"Alas, I am no younger than the leader of the Soviet Union when it comes to youth and success."

Mo Weiyuan waved his hand and transferred the result of the game with a favor.

Indeed, he is thirty, how can he be younger than a man less than twenty.

The people on the scene laughed. Tang Hefei and others saw that they were dissatisfied with each other, but the two allies said that they were even. If they were aggressive, they would not be very good.

Even Mo Weiyuan can't beat Su cha. In case she catches fire and lets them compete with each other, Cheng Deyue's experience is still vivid.

One difficult point is enough.

Facing the Wulin people, Mo Weiyuan said: "today is a great day, so after the ceremony, we will put wine in the hotel. In modern society, we will celebrate it in a modern way. Do you have any comments?"

"No, no!"

"Of course not. What does the leader say?"

"No, I'm going to the cinema this afternoon..."

Su Cha looks at these people with a smile. If there is no interest dispute, basically all the people who enter the Wulin will have a good temper. Everyone will soon get up with a smile and be ready to leave here to hold a succession ceremony.

The alliance leader's succession ceremony is not here. Su Cha and Mo Weiyuan are at the front, leading a large number of people to leave. Suddenly, a hand is slightly raised in the crowd. Taking advantage of the gap between the people, a silver needle is thrown out suddenly, and shot out towards the back of Mo Weiyuan's head!

The man in the middle suddenly felt that the air flow was not right. He turned around and saw a silver needle flying by. It was too fast to stop it. Someone screamed, "be careful, ally!"

Mo Weiyuan just had a good fight with Su Chatong, and his body was nearly tired. His reaction was not as sharp as usual. At this time, he heard someone remind him that it was too late to turn around suddenly. The silver needle had reached the throat, a centimeter of the limit distance. A pair of plain white wrists stretched out steadily, and a platinum gold bracelet and bracelet were shining with different luster.

Trim the neat powder. Tender slender fingers, holding the silver needle. Su Cha looks at the person who shoots the silver needle calmly.

Mo Weiyuan's face changed greatly, looking at the needle pupil.

When the needle didn't hit, the man's face suddenly changed. As soon as he shook his hand, several silver needles shot out towards the crowd. The crowd were ready to escape. The moment when they were scattered gave the man a chance. He fled along the gap. Su Cha's fingers suddenly moved, as if he could flick at will. The silver needle between his fingers flew towards the man.

"Hiss" of a, did not enter that person's back neck, that person stuffy hum a, the body is soft of fell down.

Everyone was frightened, talking about the night Luo first said: "protect the Soviet Union Lord and the Mo League Lord."

Someone immediately surrounded Su Cha and Mo Weiyuan, while others leaned towards the man.

Someone was pale: "yes Minghe! "

When they looked at the speaker, the man looked at Mo Weiyuan with a sad face: "it's from Tangmen. I'm sorry, alliance leader!"

Mo Weiyuan's face was livid and his eyes swept to the people of Tang clan.

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