Chapter 642 [Rousseau](2/2)
Isn’t China more euphemistic?
Bai Mo happily smoothed things over and eased the atmosphere. The venue began to close, which also heralded that today's game was about to begin.
In the third game of Group D, the French team faced the Russian team.
"Although the captain of the French team is a woman, her momentum is really strong. Although she lost the last game, it was only by four points. If we keep this momentum, we still have a great chance of qualifying." Vol.
Gan said, glancing at Andersen of the Danish team. The implication seemed to be self-evident: "I just don't know if they will show something different in this round like the Danish team in the last round."
ah……"
Andersen smiled and said nothing.
Although other teams have made speculations about the Danish team, as long as they don't admit it, everything is just speculation.
"Alexander Dumas of the French team is so good-looking..." Andvari couldn't help but sigh, and Bai Mo also raised his eyes to take a look. To be fair, Alexandre Dumas does have good looks, and his big green wavy hair gives people a
A different kind of beauty, but compared to Sister Xiaorou, it seems to be a little inferior.
"Don't think about it. There are many people who have the same idea as you, but these days many people have hit a soft spot with this woman." Hephaestus smiled and said: "Alexander Dumas has a negative attitude toward women.
The attitude of the professional player is quite good, and there are already rumors that she actually likes women..."
"Oh, what a pity..." Andvari lamented.
While they were talking and laughing, the competition on the stage had already begun.
The Russian team sent out [Black God] Chernobog, a sharpshooter and the same beautiful girl.
The French team is represented by a professional player with a title level that has never appeared before [Magician], Warlock, and Rousseau.
"Damn it, I should have known that I would be in the first game!" Alexandre Dumas smashed the armrest angrily: "What a chance to stick with the young lady! Is it too urgent to go to the referee's table to change the lineup now?"
Hugo smiled bitterly: "It probably won't work..."
"This is really inhumane. If you complain, you must complain about the competition system." Alexandre Dumas muttered.
Others didn't dare to speak. After all, the previous captain of the French team was not Alexandre Dumas. It was because Alexandre Dumas was dissatisfied with the rules and regulations and had another fight with everyone except the priest, and he took the captain's position by force.
Dictatorship, tyrant.
Hugo muttered something quietly, but he didn't dare to let Dumas hear it. After all, in addition to being a bit domineering in glory, this guy was also good at karate.
"The first one is a warlock I've never seen before!" Bai Mo smiled: "That guy Loki should have done some research on this guy, right? What did he say?"
"What else can that guy say? It's just so-so." Andvari curled his lips: "But it's actually just bragging. I saw that guy studying Rousseau's videos several times in the middle of the night. By the way,
Haven’t you seen it yourself?”
"No." Bai Mo said frankly: "I'm just an ordinary alternative, I don't have the strength like them... It seems that Loki still values this warlock, but the long-range magic profession will still be outclassed by sharpshooters.
It is restrained by professional players..."
I am somewhat hopeful that this warlock will be different. He seems quite confident...
Chapter completed!