I will be a master in the future

After getting dressed in a hurry, Warner drove the two uninvited guys away with a dark face.After Amber and Lambert saw the sex scene, Mo Wen was very embarrassed to see the two of them, and even angered Warner.

Warner has not had the opportunity to make out with Mo Wen for many days, and his lover has no sexual interest in him. This is really a sad story.

Thinking of the positions where Amber and Lambert were standing at that time, Warner couldn't help knocking over the vinegar bottle in his heart. The angle, just enough to put Momo's entire back and buttocks in his eyes, really... can't bear it!

Clenching his fists, Warner stared unkindly at the two people in front of him.

Amber was shaking while doing warm-up exercises, and he looked at Lambert with an expression that was about to cry: "I feel like the boss is going to take a knife on us, and now I don't need to look back to know that he is trying to kill us with his eyes." I."

"Nonsense." Lambert gave Amber a sideways glance: "An idiot can notice such a strong gaze, and it's all your fault. Go hit some kind of door properly."

Amber opened his mouth and didn't say a word, and finally smoothed out the words in his mind, and his whole body exploded: "Now you know that you blame me for knocking on the door, so don't be stupid when I knock the door open, just The one you see is the most exciting."

"You..." Lambert took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fire in his heart: "Don't just talk about me, do you remember that you and I left at the same time? You see as much as I do!"

The two forgot to adjust the volume during the dispute. Dick came over while wiping his sweat with a towel, and looked at them with interest, "Why do you knock on the door more and see less?"

Lambert and Amber instantly calmed down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.

"None of your business." The two said in unison.

Warner stood behind the three of them, his face turning red and blue when he heard it.

The veins popped up on the forehead, and Warner said to the three people word by word: "Since you still have the strength to speak, then continue to run for me, [-] laps, no less than one lap!"

Dick, the unlucky kid, was shot while lying down. He reached out and touched his ponytail. Just about to try to explain, he saw Lambert and the two obediently walking on the runway from the corner of his eyes, so he closed his mouth and hurriedly followed up.

He thought that Lambert and Amber were absolutely obeying Warner's orders, but he couldn't imagine that the two of them were guilty of guilt.

Not to mention running thirty laps, even if Warner asked them to chase the dog, they would never dare to chase the chicken.

While running, Amber touched Lambert with his arm, attracting an angry glance from the other party: "What are you doing?"

"Do you think it's worth changing these thirty laps?" Amber leaned his head over and asked quietly.

"I think you haven't run enough?" Lambert mocked.

"You didn't run enough." Amber angrily didn't look at Lambert again, speeded up and overtook him.

Lambert ran slowly behind while thinking about what Amber said just now. After thinking for a long time, a word popped up in his mind, worth it!

To actually see the live version of Warner in my lifetime, it is really sour, and Mo Wen's figure...

Stop, don't think about it anymore, friends' wives can't be bullied.

During Warner's training period, Mo Wen had been watching the optical brain in the dormitory to pass the time. It wasn't that he didn't want to participate in the training on purpose. In fact, he was immediately surrounded by people as soon as he showed up.

Mo Wen seems to be a star now, or a first-line big name, who will be surrounded by people wherever he goes. This is the case in Horst, and he will not be immune when he comes to Illinois.

Sighing, Mo Wen lay on the ground, when will he be tall, it would be great if he could graduate early.

There was a sound at the door, and Mo Wen's ears moved. It was Warner who had returned.

Warner came back with the news that the Elite Tournament started a week earlier.

One week in advance, Mo Wen thought about it, isn't that the day after tomorrow?He was a little uncertain, so he asked Warner. "Yes, the day after tomorrow." Warner nodded.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Mo Wen frowned, it was too urgent, and he had only been in Illinois for about a week.

Warner thought for a while and said, "I heard that this year, an elite competition has been added as a homework. Maybe it's because I'm in a hurry."

Mo Wen suddenly realized, nodded and said nothing.

Soldiers came to block the water and soil, and the school trials have been fought, so they can't capsize in the elite competition.

Warner leaned over and leaned his head on Mo Wen's shoulder, dawdling from time to time, which was his performance when he was acting like a baby.

Mo Wen is most afraid of Warner's move. The handsome guy with a cold face is trying his best to act cute in front of you. How can you remain indifferent?

Turning Warner's face away, Mo Wen gave him a deep kiss.

As the two of them come into contact more and more at a negative distance, Mo Wen's remaining morals are gradually disappearing. He has used all kinds of exciting poses, and is he short of a passionate kiss?

After the kiss, Warner hugged Mo Wen tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Momo, I feel bad."

"Hold on." Mo Wen said calmly.

Warner looked aggrieved, "I can't hold it back." He grabbed Mo Wen's hand and put it under him.

Mo Wen touched it, and was speechless for a moment. It was just a kiss, but he was already so coy.

Mo Wen was still brooding over what happened a few days ago, so he was only willing to help Warner solve the problem with his hands. Warner begged for a long time to no avail, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

Warner once again made a note for the Lamberts. It doesn't matter if they like to break into the bedroom, and the training is doubled.

So Lambert and Amber have been in dire straits for the past two days. It stands to reason that the elite competition should come as late as possible, but under the high-intensity training, the two of them are looking forward to the arrival of the competition.

Because no matter how difficult the game is, it won't be worse than it is now.

Under the eager anticipation of the two, the elite competition finally started.

The matching mode of the elite competition is similar to that of the intramural competition, except that there is only one elite competition a day, which is not the same as the intramural competition. Even in the later stage, there will be two matches on the same day.

"00589." Lambert touched his chin, turned to look at Warner: "Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know." Warner said, "There is no information about them."

Hearing this, Amber grinned and gave Dick a high-five to celebrate: "We finally have luck."

Yes, good luck.The elite competition is different from the intramural competition. Almost every team is as good as Ronald and the others, so it is necessary to collect their information in advance.

The level of the team included in the materials is one of the best in the academy. As for those not included, they probably came in by luck.

Standing on the court, after Warner shook hands with the head of the opposing team friendly, he waited for the start of the game to be announced.He noticed that the other party's palms were a little wet, probably because of sweat oozing from tension.

Warner's guess was correct. The head of the team was secretly complaining in his heart. He met the Warner team when he met someone who couldn't do it. This is really bad luck.

Because he made it all the way to the elite competition by virtue of luck, the team leader was very cautious, and basically watched the combat videos of every team, so he would not underestimate the fact that the Warner team did not enter the elite competition last year.

This is not a dark horse in the competition, it is clearly a suspension car, and it is a fast one.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmed down, and walked into the mech with sadness.

Seeing that the two sides were ready to fight, the instructor announced the start of the game.

Lambert and Amber have been struggling in training for the past two days, and they rushed forward with lightning speed at the beginning of the game, which is bound to make the rookies on the opposite side look good.

They are full of momentum, rushing into the opposing team is like a wolf entering the sheepfold, scaring the lambs to bleat and run away.

Lambert is a heavy-duty mecha, and he knocked one person to the ground on the spot. Amber let Lambert open the way, and he punched him in the back when he saw who didn't like it.

The two of them have a tacit understanding now, probably because of the tears they shed together, the relationship is more harmonious than before. If they were brothers before, they are so good that they can wear a pair of underpants now.

Don't think that being a brother means that you can wear a pair of underpants, that's so unhygienic, and many people still mind these things.

We are still good brothers without my pants!

The speed of the collapse on the opposite side was really too fast. Before Mo Wen could make a move, Lambert screamed at the group of people chasing after her like a shepherd dog.

The leader on the opposite side yelled in the mech angrily: "Don't you have mechs? Turn around and do it to him! What are you running, can you win the game by running?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a weak voice sounded: "But except for me, you are all running."

The person who spoke was the auxiliary teacher on the opposite side, because no one on Warner's side paid attention to him at all, so he stood in the corner and watched his teammates fleeing frantically, speechless.

"I, didn't I see them running, if I turned around and confronted alone, I wouldn't fall apart on the spot." The head of the group weakened and defended himself.

"But leader, I ran away because I saw you running first." The person next to him mercilessly exposed the true face of the leader.

Head: "..."

It's really a group of guys who don't look at each other. How can I find a way to go down the stairs now?

He took a deep breath and suddenly roared: "Turn around now and fuck me!"

Lambert was chasing hard. When he saw that the group of people suddenly started running back, he was startled by them, but then he joined forces with Amber and kicked down one by one.

"Oops." A downed mecha wailed at the head: "Head, I'm dying, please support me."

"Are you the funny guy sent by the monkey?" The team leader cursed, seeing that girl was still on the ground pretending to be a wounded person, he went up and gave him a kick: "Hurry up, you."

The audience outside the arena were all amused by this divine development.

They laughed happily outside the arena, but the team leader felt a little bitter in his heart. Whether it is luck or not, the team that can enter the elite competition must have some real materials.

But when such a little real material meets the Warner team, it is undoubtedly an egg hitting a rock. Their fighting spirit has never been there from the beginning, and now they are just giving up on themselves.

Anyway, there is still one more game, so we won't run into them again.