NMB, what are you trying to eat?

What hit someone?

Damn it, believe it or not, if I were on the battlefield, I would blow your dog's head off with one punch!

"Ding, the killing intent from Flambeau is +50,000!"

"Ding, the killing intent from Jeddah Bo is +50000!"

Countless Mingjin bosses, at this moment, their Qilin arms surged.

"Hoo ho ho!"

The sound of rapid breathing also suddenly sounded.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly flashed.

hey-hey!

How could I forget this time?

With so many Ming Jin masters, the level of hatred will probably skyrocket, right?

In an instant, Zhang Fan took the knife and fork, cut a small piece of foie gras, put it to his mouth, took a deep breath, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Wow, it's cool! The color, aroma, and taste are great.

Said to be the best of the best, it melts in your mouth..."

Hearing this sound, the stomachs of countless people screamed even louder.

"Let's continue talking about this steak. It's medium rare and the heat is well controlled. The most important thing is that the quality of this beef is very good. Look at this meat..."

"Let's talk about this caviar, tsk tsk tsk, the feeling of exploding on the tip of the tongue, and the richness..."

In an instant, countless people from the national team exploded.

Numb, this bitch!

Grass, where is the knife, where is the knife!

I'm gonna chop him to death!
Chapter completed!