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Chapter three hundred and eighty a group of two

Fortunately, the friends over there knew how to wink and knew that Qin Mo was not easy to mess with. They came up to stop their brothers and explained: "Brother, we just lack individual games. We are a little anxious, and the gangs are taking it."

"Gang?" Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows: "When did there be gangs in "Heroes"?"

Unexpectedly, the man answered seriously: "It's not in "Heroes", it's a gang war between our No. 2 and No. 1! You can only win but not lose!"

As a high school student in No. 1 Middle School, Fu Jiu really doesn't know what expression to face them...

Helplessly, the man said nothing, and was very excited: "I suddenly invited someone there and provoked us on "Heroes". You saw that there are only four of us now, one of us is missing, and we can't beat 5v5, so they are crazy and thought we were cowardly!" The man said as he also hammered the table: "How could our No. 2 Middle School be more cowardly than the nerds in No. 1 Middle School, dressed like a rustic guy, and you know how to learn all day long. This is simply an insult to the personality of our No. 2 Middle School! "

"That's right!" The other three friends followed suit and reviewed! They looked like they had bet on all their reputations, and they were very second-tier.

Faced with such a passionate invitation, Qin Mo slowly spoke: "Since that's the case, I can't join."

"Why?" The young man began to glar at him again: "Brother, even if I was a little rushing to speak just now, this is an emergency. As a man, you should understand that you cannot lose face at this time, we must fight them!"

Qin Mo glanced at him and threw a sentence in a faint voice: "Because I used to be a student of No. 1 Middle School."

Suddenly!

Those four people were confused!

The expression on his face is very mentally retarded.

Thinking about what they said just now... The nerds from No. 1 Middle School were dressed up like rustics...

Why do I compare myself with men and think I am talking about themselves? After all, the other party is a bit handsome.

However, these are not the point.

The key is that even after decades, Jiangcheng No. 1 and No. 2 are old enemies!

Your dead enemy!

Any boy who goes to school understands what this means!

It is unlikely that the other party will help them.

The four people looked at Fu Jiu in one go!

Fu Jiu wanted to steal meat and eat it, but when he saw this, the great god pushed open his forehead with his hands again.

When Qin Mo did these things, he did not forget to give the other party a final blow: "He is even worse, he is from No. 1 Middle School now."

But for a moment.

The atmosphere in the barbecue cottage was so quiet.

Fu Jiu looked at the four boys in front of him, all of whom were choked with their eyes wide open, and wanted to laugh. This simple spirit is too high.

"I-Fuck!" The man turned his head and didn't expect him to come here. He said to his friends: "What should I do? Let that guy Liu Zongming stand on our heads and bully us?"

When Fu Jiu heard this, he ate the tea and said, "Who did you just talk about?"

"Liu Zongming." These game otakus would burst into bubbles: "You don't know the boss of your No. 1 Middle School?"

Boss? Fu Jiu was savoring those two words and smiled: "I know, but I have grudges, so I can help you fight this game. If you have the conditions, you will win. Please invite us at this table."

"Why do we ask?" The thorny young man began to stare again.

Fu Jiu smiled and said, "You can do it if you don't want to ask for it. It's just that the boss of the No. 2 Middle School dares not respond to the appointment of the boss of the No. 1 Middle School."

"Me!" Damn, frustrated!

Just when Fu Jiu thought he was going to say something.

The thorny young man turned his head: "Let me see how much money we can make up!"
Chapter completed!
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