"Mr. Xia, would you like to refuse or accept the challenge?"
"Mr. Xia, do you want to win the realm bead again through a challenge?"
what do you want to say to Andrea? do you feel great pressure? "
These reporters seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and were unwilling to let go. The reporters responsible for taking photos were even creating bursts of flashes of magnesium powder. The white light was so piercing that others could not open their eyes.
Mr. Xia, I'm a reporter from the brandy business newspaper. Can I have an interview with you? " A black-haired young Hua journalist in glasses couldn't enter the core interview circle at all. He could only raise one hand and shout loudly from behind. However, soon after he shouted, his eyes had been squeezed out by the people beside him. The moment he lowered his head, some more people had squeezed over and disappeared.
