Looking at this progress, Zhang Fan was elated!

Two percent!

A moment!

This is the rhythm to be released.

At this moment, Feprete's group of people stared wide-eyed, with expressions of disbelief in their eyes.

Damn it, this bitch Zhang Fan is seeking death.

Dare you talk to Enes and the others like this?

Are you really not afraid that they will beat you to death?

He is a strong Qi gatherer.

Zhou Jie, Guo Qixuan and the others all had expressions of admiration on their faces.

Zhang Fan is simply seeking death.

Brother dei!

If you think about it clearly, he is a super strong person.

One slap can kill you dozens of times.

"Oh, look at my memory, I think I forgot something." Zhang Fan slapped his forehead again.

At this moment, countless people in the Huaxia team had their eyelids twitching.

Damn it, brother, don’t, don’t!

Please stop talking.

You have the thighs of Uncle Long, but we don’t.

If Felix and the others can't get over it and hold a grudge against us, we won't be able to bear it.

At the same time, Long Aotian slapped Zhang Fan on the forehead: "Can't even crayfish poison your mouth?"

Zhang Fan chuckled: "Senior brother, what you said reminds me that crayfish must be eaten while they are hot. They won't taste good when they are cold. I'm going to eat something to fill my stomach first. You guys have fun!"

With that said, Zhang Fan ran directly towards the cafeteria.

In an instant, countless people were dumbfounded again.

Damn it, are you still eating it?
Chapter completed!