"Captain, I know that as your opponent, this kind of person will insult the captain's reputation..."

One of the Speed ​​players spoke up.

However, before the speed player finished speaking, the Air Force suddenly became angry and, in full view of everyone, slapped the speed player hard on the mouth.

"Damn it, shut your stinky mouth!" the Air Force pointed at the team member and shouted.

The speed player who was slapped hard by the Air Force looked at the Air Force with a strange expression and was somewhat incomprehensible. Why did the captain hit him?

At this moment, everyone in the zh1 team looked at the abnormality of the air force with puzzled faces.

Could it be that the Air Force was so angry because Speed's team members lost to Lin Yan?

"Let's go to the track."

Lin Yan threw aside the magazine in his hand, stood up slowly, looked at the air force, and said.

Although zhshen and others in zh1 don't want Lin Yan to compete with the Air Force on the track, but now, there is no turning back when the bow is fired, so it can only be like this.

"Air Force, I saw your performance, I guess it was a one-man show, hahaha." Song Ziyi smiled at the Air Force on the side.

Seeing Lin Yan stand up, the Air Force quickly shook his head and said: "Well, you just went on the track with my team members, so you must not have had a good rest. Why don't you wait until you have had enough rest first? If it's overtime, or postpone it later.

How about it."

As the Air Force finished speaking, everyone present was stunned, especially Song Ziyi, Song Yaonan and others. They couldn't understand at all. It didn't matter to them that Lin Yan had not had a good rest. How could the Air Force have such a competitive spirit?

"Okay!"

Hearing the sound, Pei Yutang nodded quickly and said to the Air Force: "Then, just push back!"

"Yes, yes, this brother said it's a fair competition." The Air Force nodded repeatedly.

Before Pei Yutang could continue to say anything, Lin Yan suddenly said: "No need, we're already here, let's fight quickly, I don't have that much time to run back and forth here."

"Do you want to stop thinking about it?" A trace of cold sweat broke out on Air Force's forehead. What kind of joke are you asking him to run an overtime race against Yeva, the god of death on the track, to seek abuse for no reason? Why?!

"Air Force, since they are so ignorant of promotion, you should forget about the competitive spirit and just like she said, fight quickly." Song Ziyi said slightly impatiently.

"When I first came here, I learned about the process... Now it's a draw. I can refuse to have a time trial on the spot. I have the right to push back the time." The Air Force continued.

zh1, Pei Yutang and others looked at the Air Force with increasingly strange looks. What did he mean?

Not to mention Pei Yutang and others, even the members of Speed ​​cannot understand their captain's current thoughts.

Why should overtime be pushed back for no reason?

"Sorry, the previous rules have been clearly supplemented, and the organizers of this event, brothers Pei Yutang and Song Ziyi, have also made it clear that the overtime match must be held in the near future." Lin Yan looked at the Air Force.

In fact, Lin Yan was a little confused. He had never appeared in public before, so the air force probably recognized him... Otherwise, why wouldn't they want to compete with him in an overtime match?
Chapter completed!