Bingpo is such a talent, he memorized all the words Luo Qingkuang said so quickly...
And he can speak those Internet slang so smoothly, he is probably the best in the world.
No matter what they thought about the things in front of them, the competition between Bingpo and the golden beasts of those nobles was about to begin. Although he didn't know what the situation would be, Luo Qingkuang was not worried about him at all.
Just like what I said when I first asked him to follow me, if he can be defeated so easily, then he is not worthy of being his pet! [
Bing Po...should also be the strongest among the golden beasts!
"Come on, let's go over and have a look. This guy accidentally bullied someone else." Well, instead of worrying about whether your pet will be taken away by someone, it's better to just think about whether the other person will be taken away by him.
Bullied...
The game of picking chestnuts from the fire is very simple. There are a lot of chestnuts in the campfire. If you want to eat them, you have to get them yourself. But whether you can get them depends on whether you can avoid the collective attacks of the golden beasts.
Attack. This game itself is unfair.
It is not that easy for one person to single-handedly break through the siege of all the participating golden beasts and get chestnuts from the bonfire!
Therefore, after talking about this game just now, everyone sympathized with the Bing Po in front of them. After all, if he wanted to get the chestnuts from the fire, he had to fight with many golden beasts.
With his strength...
Although everyone doesn't know what level such an alien golden beast is, but thinking about it, it is impossible to defeat so many golden beasts!
Seeing the sympathy, ridicule, pity, sarcasm, etc. in the eyes of the golden beasts around him, Bingpo's heart seemed unusually calm at this time. He looked at the scene in front of him indifferently, but finally walked to the bonfire of the competition confidently
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Looking at the golden beasts blocking him in front of him, a playful smile appeared on Bingpo's lips.
These idiots...are so bold to hit his gun!
Bo Chen came over hypocritically. "If you don't want to play now, you can just apologize to our brother Shi Yan and that's it. How about that?"
Bingpo stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and then said innocently: "Did I do something wrong?"