Due to the troubles of Mingyuan, the ranking of this competition is all determined by the final battle.
The Hunting Blade Yuling Squad is number one, there is nothing wrong with this!
The second and the third are respectively divided by the theocracy led by Li Xingyun and Baihua where Beisheng is located.
It is worth mentioning that the six teams in Shudu Province blocked six places from the top 20 seats!
Zhu Xiaotian looked at the kids on the podium with joy on his face!
"Oh, it feels like this year's podium is all people from Sichuan Province!"
"My eyes, please help me, who is in the first position!"
The 34 provincial governors gathered together, and Zhu Xiaotian asked in bewilderment.
The 33 presidents looked at Zhu Xiaotian's embarrassing face, and couldn't help but get angry.
If it weren't for your status, I really want to beat you on the ground.
Smelly shameless guy.
The first position is a matter of iron and steel, and it is still strange.
How can it be repaired~.
podium.
The five of Lin Que stood in a row, with garlands around their necks and small red flowers on their chests, smiling brightly.
Wearing a blue Tang suit, Mr. Jiang stepped onto the stage, followed by a group of young ladies in red cheongsams.
Elder Jiang presented the awards one by one from the end of the podium, and finally it was Lin Que's turn!
The reporter below quickly gave the camera to Lin Que.
Lin Que is a big baby, he can make a show every time.
Promotion and salary increase can all be counted on Lin Que.
Lin Que looked at Mr. Jiang who was approaching, and rubbed his little hands excitedly.
The prize money of the Fengyun Cup is one billion!
Developed!
Jiang Lao had a kind smile on his face: "Good job!"
Lin Que: "It should!"
Jiang Lao smiled and nodded, picked up the gold medal from the tray in the hand of the maid and handed it to Lin Que and the other five.
Lin Que looked at the gold medal in his hand, and then at the maid's tray.
What about ten small goals?
Lin Que hastily stretched out his hand to Mr. Jiang.
Elder Jiang:? ? ?
Lin Que:
Little old man, you are not up to the mark!
Lin Que rubbed his little hands at Elder Jiang, and made a gesture of counting money.
Old Jiang understood in seconds, and shook hands with Lin Que: "Keep going!"
Lin Que: (???)?).
What a god shaking hands!
I want small money!
You sent all the 500 million yuan for the runner-up, so I will add exclamation points to the four words!
I don't want face!
Just as Mr. Jiang was about to withdraw his palm, Lin Que held onto it tightly.
"Mr. Jiang, where is my little goal?"
Elder Jiang glanced at the media, and forced a smile: "You've blown up 500 million yuan, what more do you want!"
"Give it up!"
Lin Que: "What does the Wolf Warrior self-detonation have to do with someone from me, Lin?"
"I want small money!"
It is impossible to let go without giving money.
It's not bad that you didn't experience the enthusiasm of the Makabaka family.
Strong strength saved you!
Jiang Lao took Lin Que for granted: "Come with me!"
After a few brief explanations, Mr. Jiang led Lin Que towards the depths of the Spirit Guardians Association.
When the reporters saw this scene, they all felt as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
"Lin Que, the champion of the Fengyun Cup, was brought into the mysterious room by Mr. Jiang. If you want to know what will happen next, please wait and explain for you on the spot!"
Having said that, the reporters were about to rush forward.
But when they rushed off the stage, they stood still and did not dare to move.
The entrance of the passage was guarded by soldiers with live ammunition one by one, and the breath of iron and blood frightened the reporters to run away in desperation.
Lin Que looked at the surrounding environment, the long and narrow passage, with a soldier holding his hand every five steps, and he trembled when he saw it.
Thinking of the interrogation Mu An mentioned, I regretted it a bit.
Nima, was dazzled by money and fooled.
"Mr. Jiang, I don't want the small target anymore. I have something urgent to do, so I'll take my leave first!"
Having said that, Lin Que was about to use the Void Teleport to escape.
"It's all here, isn't it too late for you to leave!"Old Jiang put his old and powerful arm on Lin Que's shoulder, instantly suppressing the release of Lin Que's soul power.
Lin Que's heart was ashamed.
Greed for money kills people!
"Let's go!"
Elder Jiang grabbed Lin Que's arm and led Lin Que to a small room.
"Go in, the people inside have been waiting for you for a long time!"
"The small goal you want is in his hands. Of course, you can choose not to go in."
"But the consequences, you are a smart person and should be able to guess."
Lin Que wanted to cry but had no tears, so he opened the door silently