Once upon a time there was a demon pass

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The atmosphere at this time is a bit awkward.

These reporters were even a little dazed for a while, not knowing whether to continue filming or wait.

And... why is this man wearing a mask on his face!

The second person steps down.

Wearing a monkey mask on his face, the original handsome school uniform looks a bit nondescript because of the bandages.

Silently walked to the pig mask and helped him up.

A broken leg, a broken hand.

It looks more like a combination of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

"At least I can be sure it's not Artest, Lin Xiaoxiao."

"Mu Yu can also rule it out."

"Not necessarily, if Mu Yu is really here, with this leg and foot, it is basically impossible to carry the tombstone."

"So we can almost lock the target on Mu Yu, Sun Wen, Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng?"

"No, there is no Sun Wen."

"I have an impression of Sun Wen, but the height doesn't match."

"So... two of the three have been selected, and they are still wearing masks. What's the point..."

In the words of the reporters, several wrong answers have been removed.

Then he looked helplessly at the three people from the Mo Academy.

Interesting?

Insult our intelligence?

Should we still express shock, doubt, and speculation to highlight the wisdom of your Mo Academy?

"But in this state, can they really play?"

"I seriously suspect that the two of them offended the school leaders and were sent to die."

There was a lot of discussion, and after taking a few more photos, the reporters set their sights on Wu Qianqiu. .seven

It's time for the main event!

That's the headline they're looking for.

"In this competition, I will take the first place."

"But it's unfair to Mo Academy."

"At that time, I will visit Mo Academy to prove my No.1 gold content."

Wu Qianqiu looked at Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng spoke calmly.

It seems to be just stating a fact.

What exudes from the body is absolute self-confidence.

For the rest of his life, Zhao Zicheng looked at him in a daze: "Boss Yu, who is this idiot?"

"Don't call me by my name, you're wearing a mask..."

The rest of my life was helpless.

"Oh."

Zhao Zicheng came to his senses and looked around vigilantly, only to find that the reporters looked calm.

Not even in the mood to cooperate with the performance.

A choice of two questions.

Yusheng's car is in...

"Fortunately, they didn't hear it!"

Zhao Zichang let out a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

The faces of the reporters around turned darker, their brows twitching.

The freshmen of Mo Academy...

Somewhat seriously ill.

And someone on the other side is calling you a challenge, this is a duel between the awakened ones!

Wu Qianqiu, a popular figure with a full championship index, how many times does he say a word.

"I think they heard it."

"Is there?"

The two were still whispering, Wu Qianqiu looked cold.

A wisp of energy fluctuation emerged from the body.

A post appeared out of nowhere, thrusting in front of Yu Sheng.

Without speaking, he turned and left.

Chic, confident, proud.

"I'm coming!"

"Wu Qianqiu's Hades post!"

"The King of Hell wants you to die in the third watch, who would dare to keep you in the fifth watch!"

"This is a real gauntlet."

"It is estimated that after these two people recover from their injuries, they will have a battle with Wu Qianqiu."

There were murmurs and murmurs all around.

"Yan Wang told me to die in the third watch..."

Yu Sheng murmured, a little puzzled, with doubts in his eyes: "What if I go there at the second watch?"

Zhao Zicheng agreed with a face: "My life is up to me, not up to God!"

"Yan Wangtie, tsk tsk, it's really a second grade."

"It's not as good-looking as the colorful fairy."

Under the dumbfounded gazes of many reporters, they walked away supporting each other.

The same pride as Wu Qianqiu.

Who is not a teenager anymore.

"Everyone, in this battle, our Mo Academy will show its invincible posture and defend the glory of the academy!"

"Stay tuned!"

Seeing the two scene-stealing guys finally leave, Xu Yuanqing coughed twice, stood at the front with a big face, and said to many reporters with a smile on his face.

"Of course, as a teacher of the academy, I usually start some companies to shine for the human race."

"Now my newly registered company is dedicated to the catering industry."

"If you are interested, you can call me. The number is...hey, don't leave!"

Seeing these reporters turn off their cameras without hesitation and leave in all directions, Xu Yuanqing was stunned.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I have such a good business plan, as long as I talk more in front of the reporter, I believe that the call from the investor will blow up his mobile phone the next day.

For this matter, he prepared a full hour of lines.

"Short-sighted, short-sighted!"

Xu Yuanqing watched the backs of many reporters leaving, gritted his teeth and cursed, and finally returned to the car dejected.

With a kick of the accelerator, Yu Sheng and the two of them were picked up and drove towards the Jin Yuan Bao Hotel.

"That's my idea!"

"They haven't discovered our identity until now."

"Otherwise, if they found out that it was our Bloody Shuangsha who came this time, they would probably be scared to death."

Zhao Zicheng took off his mask, gently rubbed his lame leg, and showed off.

Yu Sheng glanced at him through the rearview mirror, thought for a long time, but still didn't speak.

"In any case, the odds of Mo Academy have definitely dropped to the lowest point in history."

"No one will believe that our Mo Academy has a chance to win the championship."

"I invested 30 yuan in it, and I was lucky enough to get 300 million back. At that time, those guys still need to invest?"

"Ah..."

Smiling disdainfully, Xu Yuanqing seemed to have seen the future. Holding red wine in his hand, he stood in an office of several hundred square meters, under the huge French windows, looking down at the ordinary people below.

One last word of emotion...

I'm not really interested in money.

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

Xu Yuanqing's eyes turned green when they came to this five-star hotel and stood in the supreme luxury VIP room.

"Sun Wen...so...rich?"

"Downtown Mexico City."

"I'm afraid the decoration of this room must cost several million!"

On the ground, a blanket made of monster hair.

The walls are inlaid with demon crystals, and the energy spreads throughout the room.

Gorgeous decoration.

Even the seemingly unpretentious kettle poured water with energy.

Ultimate luxury.

Xu Yuanqing was like a bumpkin who had never seen the world, touching here and there, and finally sat alone in the corner, becoming silent.

"With this kind of person... I actually only blackmailed him for 50..."

Until Xu Yuanqing's resentful voice sounded from the room, it gradually became painful: "I haven't knocked my hand yet..."

Even more desperate.