What a joke!

Why am I here waiting to be beaten to death by you? Do you think I'm stupid?

"Don't worry, I won't hit you!" Zhang Fan said.

"Haha!" Jiang Chunlin sneered.

Don’t hit me? Do I believe you?

Seeing Jiang Chunlin's expression, Zhang Fan had a dark look on his face!

"Okay, okay, you can't come over! Then look at this old man." Zhang Fan pointed at Guo Xin, and then said: "This old man's joints are filled with water, and you still let him stand here?

?Are you a fool?"

And this old man, the cold disease has already entered his lungs, so he said that he will return to the west in less than ten days.

And this guy has congestion inside his skull. How dare you let him come out for a walk?

And this..."

In one breath, Zhang Fan pointed out the conditions of ten old men in succession.

This is why he just said he was scared to look at it!

This is simply the rhythm of half a foot stepping into the Palace of Hell.

Hearing this, Jiang Chunlin roared: "You are slandering others, and the old man is fine. How dare you curse the old man to death?"

It was at this time that the old man with congestion in his skull suddenly collapsed.

Seeing this, Jiang Chunlin roared again: "Boy, how dare you make Mr. Zhou faint with anger!"

"..." Zhang Fan took a deep breath, his eyes fell on Jiang Chunlin, and then uttered two words.

"Silly!"
Chapter completed!