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"No..." Shiva goddess Indira just instinctively said a word, and then swallowed it back in an instant. Her wonderful eyes rolled around and said thoughtfully, "Son of Fire, do you really want to bet with me?"

To be honest, Indira refused to bet with Wang Yan in her heart. But Wang Yan's appearance was obviously a bluffing accent. Before that, she had been fooled once. It was obvious that the Indian team's winning odds were far better than the Chinese Super Student Team.

But it was precisely because of that guy Wang Yan's bluff that he missed the best opportunity to win Wang Yan. You should know that since his debut, the Son of Fire has really never lost the bet on the spot.

Many people are afraid of his bet. If they can beat him, would they be very proud of it if they spread it?

Since you missed an opportunity, would you miss a second chance?

The goddess Shiva looked at the two sides fighting again. Sure enough, after just over a minute, Wang Bing began to breathe unevenly. Her elegant figure was also a little stuck.

The shortcomings of excessive physical energy consumption have begun to appear at this moment.

In this way, the Shiva Goddess's confidence increased greatly, and her pretty eyes glared at Wang Yan and said, "Okay, since you want to play, I will play with you. After that, how much do you want to bet? What materials do you plan to bet?"

"This is not good, gambling materials, right? Our country's laws prohibit gambling." Wang Yan's eyes were obviously a little erratic, and his voice was false, "Or whoever of us lost, would we learn to bark twice?"

The goddess Shiva was so angry that she fainted. What does gambling bets mean not very good? You used to bet with people, and they always played houses. She said angrily, "Son of Flame, aren't you afraid of losing? Is it difficult for you to learn how to bark a dog?"

"Hey, even though you are a goddess, you can't talk nonsense, right?" Wang Yan said with an innocent look, "My son of flame is also a public figure at all. He learns to be a dog's name and feels very shameful."

The goddess Shiva rolled her eyes. The word "sham" had a half-dollar relationship with his son of flame? Her eyes rolled and said, "Everyone is adult, so don't be so naive, okay? Since you don't want to bet on money and equipment, then we will bet on one condition. Whoever loses will promise anyone who will not harm the truth and will not violate the universal values ​​of the superpower world."

"No?" Wang Yan's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "You are playing so much? Could it be that you let me learn to learn how to bet a dog?"

"Nonsense, if I ask you to learn, of course you have to learn." Seeing that he was embarrassed, the goddess Shiva couldn't help but feel a little proud and hummed, "Of course, learning to bark at dogs has no deterrence to you. I will let you know what a real sense of shame is."

Wang Yan touched his nose, and said bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "Can you not bet?"

"No!" The third goddess Shiva's eyes jumped slightly, as if there were signs of opening. "There is an old saying in China that a man is a real man, and a word is as good as a horse. You have to ask for a bet. You mentioned that you don't want to bet, and now you don't want to bet. Are you still a man?" As she spoke, she glanced at the battle situation outside the field.

Taking advantage of this while talking, the double sword Abak expanded his advantage a little more. Wang Bing's arm was rubbed by a blade, splashing blood. Although she was still persisting expressionlessly, it was only time to lose, and the chance of turning the tables was already very small.

Unexpectedly, the goddess Shiva is quite familiar with some of the national conditions of China.

Wang Yan was like he was being chess-played by a general, with a helpless expression on his face: "This, you won. OK, I promised your bet."

As soon as this statement is expressed, for the superpower, it is naturally a contract that cannot be breached again.

Linghu Yaojue, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly, and wanted to stop Wang Yan. But then he thought, with the personality of Shiva goddess, at most he would just put forward some conditions that would embarrass Wang Yan.

Moreover, although she let go of her concern for Wang Yan, she was still a little dissatisfied and depressed. It would be interesting to see him embarrass him.

As a result, Concubine Linghu Yao looked at her nose and looked at her heart, and she secretly became expectant.

"Hahaha~" The depressed goddess Shiva suddenly became more and more energetic. It was so cool. Now it made Wang Yan look good. This guy dared to despise the goddess Shiva so much, and he taught Lei Bo to do something embarrassing in his attitude as a friend.

The most important thing is that after half of the time she taught that, she stopped teaching her to run away, which made her embarrassed until now.

"Son of Fire, you are dead this time." The goddess Shiva sneered at Wang Yan and said repeatedly, "You are ready to accept my anger baptism, not afraid of telling you in advance. My request is to confess your love to the despicable king in front of the live broadcast platform."

"puff!"

Faced with such a strange request, Wang Yan almost blew up his blood to death. His Highness, the goddess, should you play so ruthlessly?

Linghu Yaojue's eyes lit up beside him. This idea was amazing.

At this time, this scene was also recorded in each live broadcast room. In the barrage, there were a series of six and six. Countless people began to eagerly look forward to Principal Wang doing something that was full of shame.

"Why, are you scared?" The goddess Shiva hugged her hands and said, "Or it's okay to apologize to me sincerely, I will forgive you this time."

"girl!"

Wang Yan suddenly squinted his eyes and smiled, "The battle is not over yet, why are you anxious? What's more, I would rather confess my love to the despicable king than apologize to you."

The goddess Shiva's eyes turned green: "You!" But she immediately suppressed her anger and snorted coldly, "Okay, then wait until the battle is over. I will not believe it. When things have reached this point, you can still turn to heaven."

"Haha, then let's start."

Pa~, Wang Yan snapped his fingers and looked at Zhao Chengtian, a junior high school teenager who came back after receiving treatment not long ago. Zhao Chengtian's face turned dark and cried, "Principal Wang, do you really want me to do such a thing? This is too embarrassing."

"Haha, it's okay, you're used to being embarrassed anyway." Wang Yan said calmly, "After things are done, I will personally guide you for three days. In addition, I don't care about your embarrassing things this time."

Zhao Chengtian's eyes burst out and he rubbed his red hair and said, "I promise to complete the task."

When the goddess Shiva on the side saw this scene, her eyelids twitched, and an ominous premonition arose.
Chapter completed!