Chapter 1237: One Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Seven, I, I'm the Imperial League!
From beginning to end, Mo Bei didn't take the words of others seriously, if it weren't for the other party's mention of the code name Z, her figure would not move.
"Like the master back then?" Mo Bei's eyes were sideways, her eyes were exuding a cold glow, she looked at the girls who were wearing the badges of the self-made Imperial League, and her voice was faint, "Who are you insulting when you say this?" ”
Mo Nan knew that it would be like this, his sister, a small facial paralysis, could calm down when she encountered anything.
When encountering someone about her master, calmness is the floating clouds in the sky, and even a trap will jump down.
"Have you talked to you, you don't care what we say, but it's you, coming back with the honor of the Imperial League, and you didn't find out who you insulted?"
"That's it, ignore her, rub the heat."
"I really think of myself as a god, what are you without the Imperial League."
This wave of people actually has nothing to do with Xu Yiwan, they do like Xu Yiwan very much recently, but this time they came to the first game, which had been organized before, in order to show their position, the Imperial League is the Imperial League, bey is bey, don't think about rubbing the popularity of the Imperial League, they Imperial League fans disagree.
One of them also took off his fans after being accused at the high-speed rail station.,Bey always thinks he's unique.,Actually, it's a super big white lotus.,Full of scheming.,Relying on the fact that you have Imperial League fans.,Come and go.,Let her favorite kg become not like herself.,And sue them these fans.。
This time, let's take a look, the fans of the Imperial League don't like this kind of rubbing heat, they want to like it, they also like the goddess Wan.
Bey is just a few young fans, but anyone who is older won't be able to see what she looks like.
People passing by will come to see it when they hear the noise here.
Some people will ask, is the power of public opinion really that great?
The butterfly effect will always show its power over time.
Because it is Bey, anything related to Bey cannot be without heat, not to mention that the fans of the Imperial League are rejecting this player who was once known as the heir of the team.
But anyone who knows how to grasp the topic will gather over, and there are already people at the scene who are taking pictures with their mobile phones.
Just like that day when Bey was beaten by the explosive generation, rumors were spreading.
"It seems that the fans of the Imperial League also came out because they couldn't bear it, which shows Bey's character."
No one cares what you're doing right or what you're doing.
From the moment Mo Bei joined the Imperial League and was hailed as the heir, she was destined to stand on the cusp as long as she picked up the mouse.
However, this time she was different from that time.
At that time, she was afraid of her parents, Hei Yan, and whether her brother could play again.
This time, her brother was standing by her side, and there was no need to scruple.
"Four years ago, I represented the Imperial League against foreign new players, and kept the name of the strongest team for the Imperial League, if you compare who you compare with the master, then I will tell you on the field." As she spoke, she approached slowly, and a wind blew, "I, I am the Imperial League." ”
I'm the Imperial League!
This sentence was obviously not loud, but it made everyone stop.
Mo Nan was shocked and looked at the person beside him.
He didn't know everything about what he had experienced when he went out this time, because most of them were classified missions.
But he understood that after four years, small facial paralysis finally came out of the city called Memories of the Imperial League......
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