Chapter 647: I'm Alive, You're Suffering!

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As time went on, the game slowly came to an end, and Sabre defeated the Black Hawk tribe by 24 heads ahead of the Black Hawk tribe to win the game.

In the promotion battle, the ring competition system, in the first round, the saber faced the Black Eagle tribe, the saber won, and the champion entered the second round, and the Black Eagle tribe was defeated and eliminated.

Wang Yue's usual calm eyes were slightly rippling, his heart was beating faster and faster, the promotion match was divided into four rounds of ring battles, and now the saber successfully passed the first round, which means that the saber only needs to advance to two more rounds, and Wang Yue can duel with Jiang Zhishui.

Wang Yue raised his proud head, looked at the blue sky through the transparent glass, and his palm became closer and closer to the once unattainable sky in his eyes, the shame of the past, the opportunity to talk to his sister, Bai Mange's mobile phone number, he would succeed.

The audience burst into applause, and most of the cheeks were overjoyed because of the saber acquisition, and with the continuous efforts of Wang Yue and the saber, the unbearable reputation of the Youth University became more and more faint in the hearts of everyone.

Because of the shock, half of the face of the snowy eagle was as stiff as iron, he was not a person who couldn't afford to lose, but he never thought that he would lose to Wang Yue, and now he somewhat understood why when Wang Yue appeared, the four Xiucai who seemed to have run out of oil seemed to be burning again.

"I heard that your goal is to defeat Jiang Zhishui?" Wang Yue's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked softly.

"Hmm!" The back of the Snowy Eagle was straight, and his chest was slightly undulating, which was a very serious question for him.

"You lost, you lost the qualification to face Jiang Zhishui, but leave it to me!" There was an unquestionable affirmation in the small voice.

"Good!" For those who are highly skilled, the Snowy Eagle is always admired.

Wang Yue got up, straightened up, and walked towards the outside of the glass house.

The four of them looked at Wang Yue's emaciated figure, and they kept yelling at Wang Yue, but from beginning to end Wang Yue didn't reply half a sentence, and didn't even glance at them, they thought that Wang Yue was arrogant, originally they were not worthy of Wang Yue's attention at all, just like a lone wolf, they never paid attention to the provocation of the ants.

Wang Yue stopped abruptly when he passed by the peerless mythical contestants, his eyes were still looking at the empty front, and he didn't know who to tell his indifferent words, and said: "I live, you suffer!" ”

After that, Wang Yue didn't have the slightest intention of stopping or waiting for an answer, the war had already begun, but he didn't want to be taken as a fool.

The man with a long body leaning on the captain's seat raised his eyelids, which looked very tired, and said in a calm tone: "It seems to have been discovered, but it ......"

The man's half-open eyes gave a playful look at the emaciated figure in front of him, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a sneer: "However, that's what makes it fun." ”

I remember that in the prison cell, the bald head was bribed by someone to treat Wang Yue as if he wanted to do so, and after teaching the bald head a lesson, Wang Yue learned a name from his mouth, and the so-called person and the name were the captain of the peerless myth, half pointing at the gods.

Half-fingered God, the king of e-sports at Kirin University, he recognizes the second, no one dares to recognize the first, and has led the peerless mythical team to win the runner-up in the Upper Realm Championship The pinnacle of the person, without the slightest language modification, the name of a single bottle is enough to show the horror of the half-fingered god.

Wang Yue and the Half-Fingered God have never met, and he has never known when he has offended the Half-Fingered God.

Wang Yue was afraid of causing trouble, but when trouble came up, Wang Yue would never be soft, his life was not valuable, but he could not allow others to collect it at will.

The half-fingered god looked at the emaciated back that was gradually blurred, opened his half-stranded eyelids and slowly closed, the lazy breath gradually dissipated, and said lightly: "Xue Bing, I want it." ”

Half-fingered God is proud, money is just a row of cold numbers in his eyes, and women are even more accessible to him, because he can easily obtain everything, so that no woman has ever made him tempted.

The moment Xue Bing appeared in his pupils, it was like a heavy hammer, breaking through the ice that wrapped his heart, his sleeping heart was pounding, his thoughts were very simple, Xue Bing, he wanted it.

Wang Yue paid out of his pocket to entertain guests, and after the meal was full, they were busy with their own work, Wang Yue and Xue Bing kept warm for a while, and then sent Xue Bing back to the dormitory, and he himself went back to the dormitory.

Wang Yue lay on the somewhat hard wooden bed, pillowing his arms behind his head for a long time, causing his arms to be slightly numb, and the joy of winning the game was soon covered with deep sorrow.

The brick trio murdered the rat for money, and they wanted to deal with the matter in a low-key manner, but because the police came to the door, it caused the whole thing to make a big public fuss, according to the police, someone reported it on a public phone, so they learned about it.

Who is the whistleblower, since he has a righteous heart to report, why didn't he participate in the case, then held a phone call to push Wang Yue up the cliff, did that person expect that the brick three would definitely frame Wang Yue, the most suspect, in order to escape the fact of murder, so he reported it?

The whistleblower, the crow, the half-fingered god, the river stops the water, the mysterious man, Wang Yue, who was pressed by this heavy mountain for a while, was a little out of breath.

Go to sleep.

The next day, the air was fresh and the birds were singing.

Wang Yue has the habit of running in the morning, but sometimes it is temporarily suspended because of the delay of things, the sky is bright, Wang Yue is against the thin fog, trotting around the playground, Wang Yue has tried to let Xue Bing have this good habit, when he thought of Xue Bing standing can fall asleep, he gave up decisively.

Wang Yue is not the only one who has the habit of running in the morning, but Wang Yue caught an acquaintance, Ling Xiaoran, in the crowd of morning jogging.

Ling Xiaoran was dressed in white sportswear, with a good face, a sharp chin, like cherry blossom pink lips, a smooth forehead with a little mist condensed into small droplets, small hands clenched into fists, arms swinging, eyes ahead, running very seriously.

She was right in front of Wang Yue, Wang Yue could catch up with her with a slight speed, Wang Yue didn't speed up, nor did he chase after him, he chose to leave, he was grateful to Ling Xiaoran for accompanying the ambulance to the hospital when he and the thin man were unconscious, but he didn't want to cause some kind of embarrassment because of the meeting.

Ling Xiaoran in the trotting seemed to be thinking about things, and when she woke up and found that she was offsetting the runway, she turned back to the runway, but she turned a little fast, her foot fell, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The pain of falling to the ground made her crouch, with a hint of pain, she inadvertently saw Wang Yue who was leaving away from the runway, she didn't expect Wang Yue to also run in the morning, she was happy to have the opportunity to run with Wang Yue in the morning in the future, her bright eyes quickly dimmed, did he leave because he saw her?

Ling Xiaoran's eyes were filled with a layer of mist, some were aggrieved, some wanted to cry, she wanted to stand up, she stood up to see the gradually blurred emaciated back that she had never seen when she fell to the ground, but she couldn't stand up for a while because of the pain in her ankle.

As she lowered her head to soften her aching ankles, a sound provoked her to quickly raise her head.

"Ling Xiaoran, you mean woman, you can die if you don't seduce a man!"