Immediately, Wang Hu raised his hand, pointed at a group of people not far away, and said through gritted teeth: "You, you...can you show your face with the blood of those bloody battles in the ring in the past? Ah!"

"Brother Hu, what are you talking about?" Zhang Fan came up behind Wang Hu, stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder.

In an instant, Wang Hu's whole body went stiff.

"Ahem, the old injury has recurred, and the ribs seem to be broken again. I can't survive." Wang Hu said, his body collapsed to the ground, and he groaned in pain.

Zhang Fan's eyes widened and he looked at Wang Hu curled up on the ground in disbelief.

Your uncle, where is the passion you just promised?

How about making a fool of yourself as promised?

Wori, you are lying directly on the ground, what should I do?

At the same time, a group of people lying on the ground not far away gave Wang Hu a thumbs up!

Looking at this scene, Zhang Fan almost spit out a mouthful of blood!

Your sister, are you fucking touching me?

There was also a lot of laughter in the live broadcast room!

"66666!"

"This wave, I'm fucking convinced!"

At the same time, a group of people in the face-slapping group burst into laughter.

"Shameless, absolutely shameless, Brother Fan, go ahead and break their third legs!"

"Brother Fan, don't be merciful! Kill him!"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and immediately squatted next to Wang Hu.

"Help me kill that damn fat guy over there, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll really make it impossible for you to stand up."

The next moment, Wang Hu climbed up from the ground, and immediately stared at Xie Dalin with cold eyes: "You should have told me earlier, little brother."

Immediately, the other people who were pretending to be dead also stood up and walked towards Xie Dalin.

"What do you want to do?" Xie Dalin's face suddenly turned pale and he kept retreating!

Wang Husen smiled coldly: "What do you think!"

Numb, you asked us to fight against such a big devil? Are you here to trick us?
Chapter completed!