Meng Yu puffed up his face into a meat bun and turned his head.

"ha."

Wang Jin grinned and secretly turned his head to look at the seat in the corner.

A young man wearing sunglasses and a mask is frantically adding latte to his tofu.

"...Can this thing be delicious?"

With a sad smile, Wang Jin lowered his head and drank the tofu nao obediently.

After a moment, a middle-aged man's voice sounded from the radio overhead.

Wang Jin heard it and realized that this was the person who talked to him last night.

However, his voice sounded even more tired than yesterday, as if he was a social beast who had worked overtime for many days in a row.

It seemed that it was not Wang Jin who had been up all night, but him.

"Ah, good morning everyone."

Ma Yao spoke slowly, with a hint of half-death in his tone.

"I believe that with the help of a certain bastard, everyone has a general understanding of the strength of others."

"Maybe you didn't have all the fun you had yesterday, that's okay."

"I'm going to let you fight today. Fight as hard as you can until that bastard is beaten to death."
Chapter completed!