National School Prince Is A Girl

After saying this, the four people started to pocket their pockets, and they were really collecting money.

"Brother, you are not doing this right." The sashimi youth turned back while collecting money: "We don't want things for people. This is called loyalty."

Bo Ji chuckled: "I am a student in the middle school. It is also very guilty to help you fight one. Do you want to be loyal, don't fight?"

"..." Please, buddy, can you control your expression when you say guilty, you can't see where you are guilty!

The four of the two men emptied their pockets, and they got together at 80. They put them at the corner of the table: "We will end up with so much."

Bo nine counted the things she and the gods want, 80 is enough, so smiled and said: "Give me a mobile phone, start."

"You don't even have a mobile phone? Let's play a ball!" After finishing the four of the two, he began to scratch his hair.

Bo Ji raised his eyebrows: "Go to borrow one from the boss."

"The boss is Nokia, can't play well." It seems that it is often eaten here, even the boss knows everything.

Bo Jiu also feels a pity that he still wants to clean up Liu Zongming.

As a teenager, the Qin desert certainly saw it, and the brow wrinkled: "What is this Liu Zongming?"

"Blocked me with people." Bo Jiu is the truth, although I didn't say it later.

When Qin Mo listened, both eyes went down, and the second middle school student who was still the same as the labor reformer who was still scratching his hair said: "I am going to fight."

"Really!?" The youngster's eyes were bright, and then asked: "Are you sure you have a cell phone?"

Qin Mo did not speak, swept him, took the phone out and put it in the palm of his hand.

The people over there came to the spirit: "We are Zone A, come in."

"It takes three minutes." Qin Mo's voice is very light.

The thornhead youth began to blink again: "Why?"

"Download." Qin Mo did not play mobile games, after all, the professional league is computer control.

When the four people saw it, they were a little worried. The whisper said, "I always feel a little overhanging. Even if he doesn't download the game, will he not?"

"That's no way, and then dragging down Liu Zongming really thought he could." Someone said: "When big time, let's protect him, let him bring a healing skill, don't expect him to kill, let us It is OK to return blood."

"Get it."

The four sides are quite serious about discussing tactics.

Bo nine raised his brow, not letting the gods go to kill? This is really... very difficult.

There is a wireless network in the barbecue shop, and downloading a mobile game is not too slow.

Helpless, the sashimi youth has regarded Qin Mo as a bragging newcomer, so it is very pity to look at the dawn of Bo Jiu.

When Bo Jiuyi saw Qin Mo to enter an account, he reached out and blocked the past. The sound pressure was low: "Meng Ge, use my trumpet, or they will see your name, it will be crazy."

Qin Mo did not refuse: "Account password?"

"135975280, password 000000." After the announcement of Bo Jiu.

Qin Mo clicked OK and logged in to the game page.

"Well, all the staff are here!" The young man squatted and bowed: "All of them will listen to me, especially..." When he said this, he looked up and glanced at Qin Mo: "Man You don't go forward for a while, just behind us, don't let people kill, this affects us to return blood, this is a hard battle, we must rely on strategy!"