On this side, Chu Feng finally noticed Ma Chaoqun's expression, and asked with a look.

"Uh, I..."

Ma Chaoqun struggled for a while, but finally didn't say it, and waved his hand.

“No, no.”

"Tsk, you can say something when you have something to say, and let go when you have farts, choking, smashing, and even have any objections to the waste we martial arts clubs picking up the remaining waste?"

Seeing this, Jiang Lin was immediately unhappy and glanced at Ma Chaoqun with a sideways and hummed.

This was obviously slapping Ma Chaoqun in the face. Hearing this, his face turned pale, he almost was scared to urinate. He was sweating all over and said quickly.

"Misunderstanding, I was short-sighted before, and I wanted to talk about things outside."

joke.

The two of them can suppress the great clans who can't raise their heads. If they are still waste, what are they?
Chapter completed!