"It's coming, it's coming." Liu Lin felt his tongue wasn't working, and it took a lot of effort to say these words.
Next to him, Tan Jun and the others were also left open-mouthed, staring at Chen Fan, not knowing what to say.
Especially Yang Xing, his mind kept buzzing nonstop.
If it weren't for the many people here, he really wanted to slap himself in the face to see if it hurt, because what had just happened felt so much like a dream?
Ouyang Juan felt the same, her whole body was stunned.
"Hmm."
Chen Fan nodded, pointed to the fallen Bloodthirsty Grey Wolf in the field, and said, "Do you remember, I said before, I would give you a gift?"
"Ah?"
Liu Lin's mouth first opened wide, then he repeatedly said, "Remember, remember, friend, the gift you want to give us, won't it be?"
His gaze followed the direction of Chen Fan's finger.
That's a Commander-level Fierce Beast!
Worth several billions!
