Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 137: Another wave of routines

Zhou Zi squinted his eyes, struggling to protect the button at the heart, struggling to stand up, his black eyes dimmed and shouted: "Shu Cheng!"

Wu Dong froze for a moment, and the force in his hand slightly loosened. I have to say that this trick is quite effective although it is old-fashioned.

Zhou Ziqian took advantage of Wu Dong’s effort to relax and put his hand on the button at the heart of Wu Dong. When Wu Dong responded, Zhou Ziqian had already pressed the button.

"Prince Wu Dong is out!"

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"Prince Wu Dong is out!"

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"Prince Wu Dong is out!"

Zhou Ziqian listened to the reminder, climbed up from the ground, patted Wu Dong’s shoulder, and said seriously: "How long will he have a brain!"

Wu Dong Yang Tianchangxiao, "You can win only a little bit!"

"Yes, just a little..." Zhou Ziqian's tone was full of sympathy, but his facial expression was extremely gloating.

That arrogant look made Wu Dong want to punch Zhou Ziqian in the face.

Wu Dong was taken away by the show crew. Zhou Ziqian took a break to prepare for the last person.

Zhou Ziqian passed away, and he saw a young boy who was not too far away and walked slowly.

Shu Cheng chews the sugar, his hands are still inserted in the pocket of his coat, and his eyes like obsidian have his unique evil taste.

Zhou Zi's eyes narrowed, his lips slightly pursed, and muscles all over his body tightened.

Shu Cheng stopped standing a mile away from Zhou Ziqian, his dark and deep eyes flashed a trace of unknown meaning, and Yin Hong's lips gleamed with a faint smile.

Zhou Ziqian tried hard to squeeze a smile from the corner of his lips, "Shu Cheng, only two of us..."

Shu Cheng chewed the sugar and smiled, playing with the black hair on the forehead in one hand, and said vaguely: "Yeah... only two of us..."

"I want the throne! The throne is mine!" Zhou Ziqian tried to revitalize the atmosphere with acting, but Shu Cheng didn't appreciate it at all.

"You are young, and your brother doesn't bully you." Zhou Ziqian narrowed her eyes, "It's not good if you bump into it."

Shu Cheng raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Otherwise we will use guesswork to decide the victory?" Zhou Ziqian narrowed his eyes.

Shu Cheng’s lips flared with a greasy smile, and his lazy voice drifted into Zhou Ziqian’s ear with the wind: "Brother Zhou, are you really so casual?"

"It’s so decided! Guess the fist! The baby is serious!"

Shu Cheng chewed the sugar and said with tears and laughs: "Are you worthy of the undercover Hange who just protected you and gave your life to you?"

Zhou Ziqian snorted coldly, "I'm mainly afraid that I'm too hard. I will hurt you when I press your button for a while, and it won't be good to bump it!"

Shu Cheng smiled, helplessly spread his hands, "Well, we guess the fist!"

"Three wins in five games!"

"Okay."

Guess the game like fair boxing seems fair, but in fact it is related to many aspects, most people like to make stones, and how the outcome of the last round will affect the outcome of the next round.

Obviously, the two people present are masters who know this well.

Shu Cheng smiled, but she didn’t want to win a guess!

The first game: "Shu Cheng Scissors" and "Zhou Ziqian Stone"

The second game: "Shu Chengshi" and "Zhou Ziqianbu"

The second game: "Shu Cheng Scissors" and "Zhou Ziqian Stone"

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Zhou Ziqin laughed, "Hahaha, really the goddess of luck is standing beside me!"

Zhou Ziqian pressed the button in Shu Cheng’s heart.

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Zhou Yaoyu looked at Shu Cheng's still smiling face, wait, what's going on?

Why didn’t Chu Jun Shucheng out? !