Chapter 11: A Team with the King God?

In a word, Wang Jun's eyes sank after success.

But cultivation told him that he wouldn't be more serious than such a thing.

only smiled gloomily: "I want to see whose face you hit in the end!" ”

The transfer process is complete.

Mo Bei only took an agreement with him.

After seeing this scene, the interns of the club didn't care much about it, after all, Mo Nan's use value has long been gone, and this is something that everyone knows.

So no one knew that there was a name written in the bottom corner of the contract that was enough to make people scream, Hei Yan.

Only Wang Dongdong, who was sitting back in the car, stammered, knotted, stammered when he saw the documents given to him by his family's non-mainstream family: "New, the new owner is the black, black, black flame team?" That Black Flame Clan I know!?"

Mo Bei snorted casually: "This team, no one who plays games doesn't know each other, right?" ”

"Yes, too...... To a P! Wang Dongdong was almost a little speechless: "How could Hei Yan want you, everyone knows your ......"

Speaking of this, Wang Dongdong suddenly paused and quietly glanced at the young man's face.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not angry, but opened his mouth: "Half a month ago, Heiyan recruited new members on the Internet, I tried it and I tried it." ”

The tone of such a bland statement made Wang Dongdong surprised when he heard it: "Heiyan is so easy to enter? ”

"Okay." Mo Bei played with his mobile phone and didn't talk much.

Wang Dongdong is a stupid white sweet, he always feels that pies have fallen from the sky countless times, and once he has smashed them on the head, full of tears: "Lucky, so lucky!" ”

"Hmm." Mo Bei turned his head, a little sleepy.

Wang Dongdong suddenly braked, looked back, and his expression changed: "Go to Heiyan, isn't that a team with K God!" ”

Mo Bei didn't say anything, changed his posture, leaned his head against the car window, and still had the black headphones hanging around his neck.

Wang Dongdong held his head and shook it back and forth in a frenzied manner: "I know, I know that things are not so simple, you have really done everything for the sake of K-God!" Wait, a team means you're going to sleep in the same apartment after reporting...... Monan! Brother Nan! Please, don't do anything while living together! ”

Turn your head violently!

The man he had painstakingly instructed had already fallen asleep...

This time, Wang Dongdong really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

finally waited for the man to wake up, and rejected the human and the invisible indifferently.

To tell the truth, he still thinks that the former "Brother Nan" is easy to communicate, after all, he can know what the other party is thinking!

Now, looking at this handsome face like iceberg, I can't see any emotion at all!

Moreover, how could Hei Yan want him? Did the K-god allow him to join the team?

Probably not!

Wang Dongdong's eyes flashed: "Hei Yan didn't know that it was you who signed up?" ”

"The game can be anonymous, as long as the address is right, and it does not prevent the receipt of invitations and team uniforms." Mo Bei's voice was very light.

What the non-mainstream said makes a lot of sense, but it's not because of this that he asks this.

"Brother Nan, you said that they saw your real person, would they want to break the contract in a fit of anger and beat you out?" Wang Dongdong is sometimes afraid of his own guesses, after all, it is too accurate!

When Mo Bei heard this, he raised his eyebrows, put his hands into his trouser pockets, and only gave Wang Dongdong seven words: "I am their special invitation." ”