Jiang Wu couldn't tell who she was - she only knew who was sitting next to her.

Once absent from the finals of the next myth, reappear the S6 field, they are invincible, no match.

She and Jin Zuo don't even need verbal communication.

Often when he takes a seat, she will know what he wants to do next.

When Jin Zuo is caught by a hard controller on the opposite side, she will flash in the past without hesitation to block the enemies who rush to fight.

He would rather die than go home.

But Jin Zuo would never let her die in vain.

When the TP of Cui Renyao and fat man lights up in the grass, it seems to have issued a death announcement, and also sounded the horn opposite the end.

Jin left all the way to kill through the whole line, the bully Jiang Fu debt, a pen to get back.

You kill me, I want you to destroy the regiment.

No one can stop lock's attack speed and their pursuit of the championship.

2: After 2, FC has only one last chance.

The European commentator on the commentator's seat was so worried that he quickly grabbed his hair into a bird's nest.

His voice has been hoarse, but his confidence has disappeared.

Listening to more and more lock fans shouting and screaming at the venue, with no home advantage left, he will doubt whether he is in Paris or not? Or in s city of China?

The last one.

FC did not have players on the competition stage.

For a time, the scene fell into embarrassment and stagnation. Everyone looked at each other face to face and did not know what happened.

"They won't run away in fright, will they?"

Fat man has been fighting all over the blood boiling, blood flow quickly on his face, his face is red, with the rest of the body is completely two colors.

Cui Renyao looks calm, but with pure eyes, it also shows his excited mood at the moment.

There's another war!

They have one last step to leave the world championship.

"No matter what tricks he has, God will kill him. If the Buddha blocks him, no one can stop me."

Cui Renyao examines his nail color and listens to the cheering sound of the waves in the field. His desire to stand on the top of the world has never been so strong.

Jiang Fu was even more excited.

She pressed her wrist tightly, and the chip was as hot as her heart.

His heart beat in his ear. Yu Guangchu looked at Jin Zuo and read his brother's name. She was so moved that she wanted to cry.

At this time, the FC team came late.

But got a cheering.

Jiang Fu lifted her eyes to see, also showed a look of surprise.

They replaced all the foreign backup, including Huang Mao, all the players on the field are FC's own starters.

All dressed in neat uniforms, they are blonde, blue eyed, energetic, with the determination to go to battle.

If there is still one battle to go before the world champion, then after two disastrous defeats, it is enough for them to find their original intention.

They don't need any foreign aid from South Korea. They can't represent the real FC.

Lock is the whole Chinese class. Five of them are Chinese. They are really lock's own players. They fight hard for their dreams and the team.

Then FC doesn't want to waste the chance of a decisive battle, abandoning Han Yuan and the other team's routine stolen by Huang Mao. They have to rely on their own ability to have a summit duel!

To win is to be happy, but to lose is to be calm.

"There's seed!"

The fat man put up his thumb and got up from the chair.

Their all-out efforts deserve lock's highest respect.