Chapter 402 is Your Ancestor
"Just him!"
"No way!"
The head coach shouted in a broken voice, and his voice was torn.
This move made the other party even more proud.
"Why, aren't you enthusiastic hosts, are you telling a lie?"
The head coach didn't seem to be able to get off the stage, he looked at the blocked people with an embarrassed face, and several fighters were also embarrassed, not knowing whether to dodge.
"Not really, she's not our professional, she's just a supernumerary. Her presence is disrespectful to you professionals. β
The head coach's expression had a feeling of searching his stomach to find a reason, and the other party was even more excited.
They've found each other's weaknesses!
The other party is pressing step by step, the head coach has exhausted the reason, and his head is sweating!
Can you not sweat? He wore a furry vest in it before the potatoes came in!
But the little potatoes didn't know, and they thought that they had caught the head coach's sore feet, identified the supernumerary personnel, and said magnanimously: We will start lightly, it's just a friendly match, and the point will stop.
The head coach wiped the sweat from his head, and the beads of sweat were thrown out.
"Heyβthis is your own choice, don't blame us if something happens."
Scare?
The translator thought he was smart, and felt that he had seen through the head coach's disguise and wanted to use a trick to retreat into advance, but he simply didn't translate, only said that the head coach agreed, and added a sentence self-righteously: Do it casually.
The intelligible wind groan, a cruel smile on the face of the obscured.
Whatever, hands-on, it's nice.
The two sides finally reached an agreement, and several players who were blocking Feng Yin reluctantly got out of the way, and finally revealed Feng Yin's face.
The wind moan wearing the helmet is difficult to distinguish whether it is a man or a woman, and the height is there, which makes the other party subconsciously think that she is a man, a man who needs to wear protective gear.
"So many protective gear... Don't worry, I won't be pushing too hard. β
The wind groaned but smiled silently, and took the lead on the training platform.
Before the fight, Feng Yin pointed to Li Sanyi's mobile phone and said about the live broadcast.
The translator, who is a bit admiring and flattering, directly translates to: The other party is live broadcasting, which is just right for everyone to witness the strength of imperialism.
Wind Yin glanced at the translator, she went back to apologize to Ala, and the word dogleg found its true owner.
Anyway, after the translation, the other party didn't mind in a hurry, and also greeted Li Sanyi's camera, and the arrogant expression of victory made Li Sanyi behind the phone sigh.
What a hateful person!
If you don't get beaten, whoever gets beaten!
It can be said that these people were fooled into choosing Fengyin under the witness of thousands of netizens.
[There is a feeling of plotting to do big things, and the whole body is refreshing! ] γ
[Wind Groan, fuck it!] γ
[Little potatoes don't have a good thing, them and tell them why the flowers are so red! γ
The crowd is angry, which is a true portrayal of netizens.
On the stage, the two players were in place.
With the sound of a gong, Wind Yin quickly took off his protective suit and helmet, revealing his loose tracksuit and wrapped hair.
"You're - woman!"
"I am the ancestor of your family!"
The wind groaned and struck.
With a bang, the fist hit the opponent's chin, and you can see saliva and a tooth shooting out of the opponent's mouth in slow motion.
Immediately afterwards, with a right hook, the cheek raiser collapsed instantly, the neck quickly tilted to the left, and saliva flew sideways.
"Oopsβββ it hurts to look at this!"
"I've said it all, I won't let you choose her, I won't let you choose her, I just won't listen to persuasion!"
The head coach is full of unbelievable performances, and the consequences are very serious, and the other group of little potatoes are about to be ripe.
(End of chapter)