Second World Book

"...Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call." Broken City Lei decided to ask the superior again and again, and he couldn't afford the money alone.

"You are free, but don't delay too long, otherwise you will not accompany." Lin Mo said indifferently.

"Thank you for your understanding." Suicheng Lei obviously had not realized that Lin Mo was digging his money step by step and thought he was considerate of him!

Seeing Shaocheng Lei calling, according to his reasoning, Lin Mo's mouth showed a slight imperceptible smile, fighting with him, waiting to lose to the **** pants!

After a one-minute phone call, Suicheng Lei raised his head to tingyue/Hungarian came to Lin Mo and said: "The bet is ready, see you in the arena!"

In the second arena, the huge digital screen has shown Lin Mo VS Broken City Thunder, and the ability value is presented in the form of hexagons.

The students who were still in school rushed to see the excitement, but this was a shot of the A-level slasher. It must not be missed. The students of the Student Union were all sitting on the ladder auditorium, and the chairman also came to the scene.

"The conflict is coming so quickly. In other words, are you ten million?" the chairman said with a tablet.

Lin Mo rolled his eyes and said: "Whose credit do you think this is? If I lose, I can't get the money and I can only run and become a Jiangyang thief."

"Then you lost to me to see." The chairman of the board said, she did not believe that Lin Mo would lose water to a man, and 10 million traps, not just to pit people?

"Come—!" At the meeting, the students were excited when they saw the broken city thunder enter.

"Can you start?" Lin Mo asked with a face to the chairman. The chairman looked at the data on the tablet and said: "Simulation wars can begin! Again, everyone must understand that simulation wars can't cause damage to rou bodies, but only weaken the opponent's physical battle. The inherent spiritual costume will start in a fantasy form."

After talking, the chairman of the board exited the ring, and the green lights were on, and the battle began.

"Ahhhhh... come out! Chopper!" Crushed City Lei Zhen roared excitedly, summoning his machete, his hands rotating the knife at high speed.

Lin Mo stood there calmly, and did not come up with a star.

"What's the situation? Why didn't [Blade Emperor] take out his costume?" On the viewing table, the students were stunned. They wanted to see what Lin Mo's costume was like, even without the costume. What does it mean to take it out?

The chairman frowned slightly, and she already saw Lin Mo's thoughts, but that was too much, and the lion beats rabbits still need their full strength, and the fourth city-breaking thunder is still very powerful.

Suicheng Lei saw Lin Mo's slow attitude and couldn't help but yell: "Why not take out the spirit suit?"

Lin Mo flicked his bangs gently, pretending to pull the wind and said: "Because I judge, I don't need--"

"Wow wow wow!!! It's so handsome!" The girls screamed in a frantic manner, never seen a handsome guy who could pretend to be forced.

The boys secretly cursed, hurry to roll over and overturn the boat to die in the gutter!

"Damn, actually look down upon me so much!!!" The broken city thunder rage attacked, the strength increased by 120%, he must let Lin Mo know that pretending to pay a price.

"Wait a minute!" Just as the City of Thunder was about to charge him to slash him, Lin Mo suddenly called a timeout.

Broken City Thunder almost spit out old blood, gritted his teeth and shouted: "What else?"

"It's like this. If it hurts you with physical techniques, is it a foul? After all, it will cause damage to Rou's body." Lin Mo said seriously.

The chairman is one or two heads big. This is the first time this kind of thing has been encountered. In other words, can't you play cards according to common sense?

Why did she have to cause some unnecessary troubles to her?

"Uh... it shouldn't be counted!" Suicheng Lei hesitated a moment, fantasy mode, just to save his life, and I haven't heard of it at this stage, there was that slasher who was beaten to death with fists.

"Body injury is not a foul!" the chairman announced.

"Oh!" Lin Mo snorted, clenched his fists with both hands, his arms were 60 degrees, and he put up a fighting stance.

"Thai Muay Thai?" Although the people present are all students, they are also proficient in all kinds of martial arts. You must know that the loggers have been cultivated since elementary school. Even if they were a child, a dozen adults were impossible. Fought.

"Drink--!" Broken City Thunder roared and charged up, just halfway through.

Lin Mo suddenly pointed behind the Broken City Thunder and shouted again: "Wait a minute... what do you see behind you?"

"Do you think I'm a fool? Go to hell! You abominable guy." Broken City Thunder roared, he couldn't believe it at all, when he was mentally retarded at the intellectual level of 2 or 3 years old? Such low-level lies, also want to deceive him?

The students in the audience were also dumbfounded, and they immediately burst into laughter. Can this A-level slasher be funny? What people say is also the fourth place in the last seven-star campus qualifier. Cheated?

Lin Mo regretted slightly that he thought that his unexpected blunder could work on this stupid dumbfounded man. He didn't expect to fail, but he still underestimated the world.

"I'm doing it for you, it seems that I want to suffer a little bit. Good people are hard to do." Lin Mo sighed, looking directly at the chopped horse knife, the corner of his mouth raised, his body tilted slightly, avoiding the slash.

"Nani?" The look of Thunder City Thunder changed, and he cut the sword on the ground.

Lin Mo's right hand was chopping at the junction of Shaocheng Lei's right wrist holding the sword.

Shaocheng Lei's right wrist nerve felt tender, and he unconsciously loosened his spiritual costume. At the same time, his abdomen hurt, his eyes widened, his stomach rumbling, and his stomach spit out overnight.

Lin Mo's left elbow hit the diaphragm of the Moon/Hungarian cavity of the Broken City Thunder, where he was hit hard and even lost his energy for an instant.

It seems that Lin Mo, who is still on the side, is likely to be showered, but Lin Mo kicks 180 degrees behind his right leg and kicks over his head, just kicking on the chin of Shao Cheng Lei.

"Bang--!" Shaocheng Lei was kicked high, and his sword was lost. Then he fell on the ground, rolled his eyes, and lost consciousness.

"So far! The winner-Lin Mo!" The chairman said after seeing that Broken City Lei had lost consciousness. ..

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