Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

Ji Mo's cold eyes were so tight, they slashed across her face like the tip of a knife, and his tone was frozen:

"Do you think you can succeed in this competition? In order to be able to participate in the competition, and to marry Han Lie smoothly, you, a cruel woman, killed our child. I will never let you get the champion of your dreams, all you want I will destroy everything in front of your eyes."

"I just want to sever ties with you. The child's matter has nothing to do with the competition or the coldness." Mu Baoer withdrew her hand.

"Hmph, nothing to do? Then you can guarantee that you will not marry Han Lie?"

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"Silence is the best answer. Look, one sentence is enough to reveal your true face." The anger in Ji Mo's eyes grew stronger.

If he simply hated him and strangled the child, there would be some reason. After all, he treated her badly in the past, and it was justified for her to hold a grudge.

But now it seems that this child hindered her competition, and also hindered her and Han Lie's development, so he became her victim.

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After the star's warm-up performance, the game kicked off.

The racing fans cheered and stood up one after another, holding up support flags like an ocean, and the huge banners were filled with various support words.

The most supporters are naturally the Fenglei Racing Team. The last champion, in this race, won the No.1 with the highest points in the first two times. Basically, no matter which team you support, the fans understand that such strength , the champion is basically without doubt.

There is a suspenseful battle, only the runner-up and the third runner-up are left. Everyone can only guess now, who will be the runner-up.

As soon as the Fenglei team came out, the scene boiled almost to the point of explosion. The momentum was so great that it overwhelmed all the teams. Fans everywhere shouted that the Fenglei team was no. 1, which dampened the momentum of the other teams.

When the Darkrunner team was introduced, there were even a lot of boos, because the Darkwalker team disappointed many people who were optimistic about it in the semi-finals last time. Many people gambled and gambled, and many people beat the Darkrunner team to enter the top three in the group. The result was all lost.

This anger naturally erupted at this time, and even many bettors thought that this team was a secret operation deliberately sent by an underground casino. The dark horse in the first round made everyone optimistic and bought this team madly. People lose money.

A Dong, who played in the first round, turned a blind eye to the boos on the court, and drove the car to the starting point calmly.

Mu Baoer told him that anyway, their grades are already so low, no one thinks that they will have the hope of winning the championship, and if no one is optimistic about the situation, then there is no need to be pressured, and they will die and survive.

The gunshots sounded, and the first round of competition started in the smoke. This time the competition was at the last moment. When deciding who is the king this year, all the drivers fell into a tense mood and tried their best.

The teams that can participate in the finals are all top-notch, and the competition is naturally more exciting and exciting. The racing cars are running wildly on the field, and the screams and shouts are shaking the sky outside the field.

Mu Baoer looked at A Dong's car, broke through the traffic one by one, and exploded with amazing potential. Compared with the previous two times, his ability can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

She couldn't help but get nervous, this competition needs the strength of every member.

When crossing the line at the end, Mu Baoer almost jumped up, and A Dong actually ran No.4, which was unexpectedly good.