Are there rules in the arena? "Wen Mingzhou looked up very cooperatively, and looked around as if his eyes were wide open, those bright eyes were shining very brightly.

"I didn't see it? Isn't this just a black panther playing with a stick? How can this be considered a violation!"

Hebrew was a little excited: "Isn't this considered a violation? Its wooden stick has always been on my student Jian Qinfeng's body! This is clearly aimed at Jian Qinfeng on purpose?! Can't you see such an obvious action?" Are you there?"

Wen Mingzhou: "My lord, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! You mean that Ying Wuye from my school is deliberately making things difficult for Jian Qinfeng? That can't be done, the cubs in my school don't bother." Yu doing this kind of thing, just now the ABOs in your school were all fighting together, don’t you think it’s normal? If so, it’s not normal for my school’s mechs to play with sticks!”

Hebrew: ".."

"Okay! The second generation of Ying can do it normally here, but you always saw the explosion in the teaching building behind us? Is that also normal?"

Wen Mingzhou was shocked when he heard it.

After a while, he stood up, turned around 360 degrees on the spot, and said in a hurry while turning.

"Where is it? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

Then he smiled slightly, the panic just now completely faded away, and he didn't even pretend to pretend for too long.

Then he sat down again, picked up the chrysanthemum tea, and met Hebrew's gnashing eyes.

Smile.

"I didn't see it, my eyesight is bad, I'm old! Blind!"

Hebrew: "..."

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