Yu Zhongge felt the surging power in his body and said confidently to Mo Gan Yun: "Even if ten of Boss Fang were tied together now, they wouldn't be your match."
Mo Gan Yun firmly shook his head: "I have to give him a good beating before it counts. Otherwise, there's a knot in my heart. I want to hit him first, then elegantly and leisurely remove the red cloth in front of him, and wrap it around Boss Fang's head."
Qiu Yunshang smiled as well: "Me too, I dream of giving him a beating."
Yu Zhongge chuckled: "Hey, I wonder how Old Fang is doing now, must be still smug... Oh Old Fang, what a tough fate. Suddenly gained four older brothers."
Jing Shuanggao said: "I actually think Boss Fang's progress is definitely not slow."
"That still can't match our speed."
Yu Zhongge said proudly: "We're practically flying now."
True enough.
Although firmly believing Fang Che wouldn't be slow either, he definitely couldn't match us, that's for sure.
"Old Fang... hahahaha..."
