The people of the Dragon King Group looked to Vice Group Leader Zeng Dong, also known as the Nuclear Fist Man, waiting for his decision. Some peripheral figures quietly breathed a sigh of relief; there was no need to worry about being buried now.
"What's all the noise about? Isn't it just a game?" Zeng Dong shouted, standing up, his gaze like that of a raging bear sweeping over the Warhammer team's members.
Chen Hong shrank behind Tang Zheng, fearing being seen by the other side. Although Jing Lan did not dodge, she dared not make eye contact with Zeng Dong.
Lu Fan placed his left hand on his waist and patted his chest with his right hand, looking down on the opponent.
"Go draw circles in the corner." Tang Zheng tapped Little Lolita's head and stepped forward, "I'll be your opponent."
