The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 1572: He Long was dumbfounded

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It's He Long.

His words attracted almost everyone's attention.

The corners of He Jiao's mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

Bey is usually crazy when she talks, but this time she hit her dad's gun, and she deserved it.

This is inseparable from her usual style.

Such a person is not worthy of going to Milan to play.

Now that her father has spoken, the rest of the people will no longer agree to bey's going, even the Feng family can't do anything about it.

He Jiao was so confident that she even forgot to pretend.

He Xiang also changed his posture.

The two brothers and sisters already had backers, but they were so choked up just now, and they were already angry.

In their view, bey is not worthy at all.

Over there, He Long walked over from the crowd with his secretary.

There are discussions all around.

Those voices were nothing more than echoing He Long's words.

Feng Nai stood in the middle, with his broken hair down, covering his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised faintly, with overwhelming hostility: "Uncle He, you are really old, or you can come closer , look at who the little girl you are talking about is, and what is collective sense of honor."

Before He Long approached, he raised his eyebrows.

Instead, there is an opening on the side.

"Young Master Feng is really seriously ill, this is starting to talk nonsense."

"I have a friend who is a psychiatrist. He mentioned the disease of paranoia. He said that paranoia sounds nice, but it is actually a mental problem. Maybe there are fantasies, and the serious ones are split personality."

"So infiltrating? No wonder I don't look right with Young Master Feng's eyes."

He Long will not participate in these rumors, after all, the junior standing in front of him is indeed kind to him.

If it wasn't for Feng's having a signal tower at that time.

None of them could leave Yisi alive.

He has always remembered this kindness, but one yard is worth one yard. This Mo Bei, he heard from Jiao'er and Xiang'er, and asked the secretary to check the wind reviews. Combined with what he just heard, how can such a player Can go to the game.

He Long shook his head: "Nephew, no matter how much you want to protect your girlfriend, you have to understand what is more important than right and wrong..."

Having said this, he suddenly stopped.

It was because he could see Mo Bei's face clearly.

He was far away just now, and he didn't react.

Even if he is so close now, he still doesn't dare to admit it.

After all, the dressing style of the person in front of me is far from that of the person at that time.

Even the temperament is completely different.

But even now, He Long still remembers that face and those eyes.

A group of them were locked in the laboratory, mainly professors, and there would be one less person every three days.

He Long never thought that he would come out of there alive.

until that person appeared.

In a place like Iss, he was wearing a dark red suit, his hair was tied up, and he had a stud on his left ear.

The most impressive thing is that person's complexion, cold white skin, like snow on a mountain.

Turning things in his hands, when he looked at people, he looked like a dandy rich second generation.

But when she threw away her coat and picked up the spear, no one divided the 800 meters.

At that moment, they saw the hope of life.

He Long never thought that when he saw her again, it would be here.

It never occurred to him that the vain contestant his daughter mentioned would be her.

The person who almost lost his life by himself, dealt with the outlaws overseas for a day and a night, not only protected them, but also brought back the experimental results from the flames of war.

He just said she was unworthy...

(end of this chapter)