All kinds of speechlessness, all kinds of black lines...
Which god is this guy? Why is his thinking so different? How can he think of someone to beat him up?
"Shen Xingchen, are you okay?"
Lin Fan was free from his shock and rushed forward to look at Shen Xingchen who was trembling all over his body.
"There is a bird feather matter! Unlock the rope quickly!"
He is very confident.
"Nothing is wrong! Why are your face pale when you're fine?"
"Damn it! Grandpa, I'm so holding my urine! Let me solve it quickly!"
When Lin Fan heard this, he kicked him hard. He screamed and got up from the ground and ran away.
As soon as he left, Lin Fan began to look for Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue... Xiaoyue is okay, right?"
Lin Fan turned around and wanted to run out, but An Luoming grabbed him, "Am I transparent? Everyone cares about it, but I am the only one who left me? What's going on!"
"You are not injured and have not been robbed. What do I care about you??"
"you!!!"
While struggling, two men in black outside the door twisted a girl who was struggling and walked in.