"It's already started..." Wang Xuanzhi reminded, what's going on with these two people? Are they drunk too much? They have obviously shouted "start", but no one is exerting any effort.
"It's already started." Lu Fan said.
"Ah?" No one understood what was going on.
If two people can't move, what's the beginning?
Soon, they discovered the clues.
Ma Zicong's face was turning red, Ma Zicong's face was sweating, Ma Zicong's face was covered with sweat... He gritted his teeth, his expression was ferocious and twisted, and he used all his strength to suck...
Even an idiot can see that Ma Zicong has tried his best, even using the energy he used to suck milk when he was a child.
However, that guy actually sat there calmly, his face not red, his heart not beating, as if nothing happened.
Everyone looked at Lu Fan in shock. What is this guy's background? Ma Zicong is a peak warrior. Why is he acting like a three-year-old kid in front of him, playing around?
puff!
Ma Zicong used too much force. He lost several games of dice before and drank a lot of wine. At this moment, because he was holding his breath, all the wine sprayed out from his throat and nostrils, splashing on the backs and wrists of himself and Lu Fan.
.
"You kid..."
Lu Fan laughed: "How dare you use a hidden weapon."
Poof!
The whole crowd laughed.
Ma Zicong blushed even more. While he was shocked by Lu Fan's strength, he was too embarrassed to continue the stalemate and said repeatedly: "I lost, I lost, I am not your opponent..."
Lu Fan let go: "I almost let you plot against me."
"..." Ma Zicong was so depressed that his face turned purple, he stood up hurriedly, and rushed into the bathroom without looking back.
Liu Yingying laughed so hard that she took out a tissue from her bag and wiped the back of Lu Fan's hands: "I really didn't expect you to be so bad, it's so fun..."
"Haha, Ma Zicong can't even beat a doctor. Why do I feel something is wrong?"
"That's right, how can there be such a doctor? Yingying, where did you find it? Can you help me find one too?"
"I want it too, I want it too!"
…
Wang Xuanzhi's beautiful big eyes flickered at Lu Fan and said, "Are you really a barefoot doctor who runs a medical clinic?"
"Yes, the medical center is in Nandu. Are you also interested?" Liu Yingying asked with a smile.
Wang Xuanzhi said nothing and pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I think Zicong drank too much, and I don't want to care too much with people like you, so as not to damage my identity in the Ma family. Don't think too highly of yourself and think about yourself just because of a little game.
Already."
Yuan Linlin looked at Lu Fan with disdain: "You don't really think that you can compete with Mr. Zicong by winning two games, do you?"
Seeing Ma Zicong's defeat at the hands of Lu Fan, Yuan Linlin felt very uncomfortable now.