God, the gangster is here to grab the kiss again

Chapter 216 These Brats (1)

At the end of the round, Hu Xiaojie raised his eyebrows at Feihu, who was sweating on his forehead, "Are you convinced? Come on, boy, call the boss."

Feihu raised his eyes, and said coldly to Xiaopang behind Hu Xiaogui, "Fatty, give her your phone. I want to compete with her again!"

The corner of Hu Xiaojie's mouth twitched, "What do you mean? Do you suspect that my phone is hung up?"

"That's right. No matter how accurate you are as a shooter, it's impossible to hit 100%! I seriously suspect that you are cheating!"

Hu Xiaofei snorted, took the mobile phone handed over by the little fat man, "Okay, I'll play another round with you. I'll let you lose... Heart! Convince! Mouth! Convince!" The last few words, Hu Xiaofei The bandit said every word, with a strong momentum.

In this round, Hu Xiaogui smiled wickedly while swiping his mobile phone to manipulate the shooter in his hand, and he shot every shot without missing a shot, and his prediction was quite accurate.

"How is it? Just ask if you accept it or not? It's like changing your mobile phone." Hu Xiaojie raised his eyebrows and asked.

Feihu put down his phone and stopped playing. He lowered his head very uneasy, his hands trembled slightly, and he rubbed his fingers, "How is it possible? How is it possible?"

"How is it impossible? Boy, do you still discriminate against girls?" Hu Xiaojie raised his hand and nodded behind him, "You guys, hurry up and call me boss."

These boys were unusually quiet.

Hu Xiaojie looked back at them, and found that they were all looking at Feihu with a sullen face.

Feihu still looked very disturbed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I let you down..."

Hu Xiaojie looked at them back and forth, "Isn't it just a round of competition? What are you doing?"

The little fat man lowered his head and said, "Coach, you said that you would lead us to the professional league, be the best professional player, and even be on TV..."

Feihu sighed softly, "Yes, as I said, I am working hard... You are all good seedlings, as long as you train hard, you will definitely be able to enter the professional league."

The youngest brat also lowered his head and whispered, "Coach, she beat you after only three days of practice. We've been playing for a year, and we've been practicing intensively for a few months..."

Another boy stammered, "I... my parents asked me to go back and repeat my studies. I want to go home."

Feihu raised his head casually, "We've been practicing for so long, we can't give up! We haven't played yet, and the city competition will be here soon. Let's play the city competition first, and after the city competition is over, we will play the national league..."

Fatty: "Coach, we know that you have already overdrawn on several credit cards... While training with us, you also need to make money for others through leveling games."

The little man: "In order not to let us give up... you pretended to have money, and you said you would hire us a cleaning lady to clean up our room and cook for us... Actually, we all know that you have long since run out of money. Coach, give up Well, if this continues, you will owe more money..."

Feihu hung down the table, "Stop talking! Who said I have no money! Didn't I just get defeated by a girl who just played for three days? So you gave up? I... I am Feihu! Feihu Didn’t you all see last year’s professional league, I made it to the finals, I’ve already made it to the finals!”

Hu Xiaobing understood, because she defeated Feihu, and the mentality of these boys collapsed instantly.

She stood up and slapped each of the four brats who were about to give up, "Boy, brat, brat, brat, every one of them gave up every now and then. To tell you the truth, I used to be a soldier." Yes, the marksmanship... is accurate!"

While talking, Hu Xiaogui gestured with a gun, aiming at them.

The four boys were both surprised and delighted, and asked curiously, "A soldier? Are you a soldier? Are you a gun master?"

(End of this chapter)