"Co on! I can do it!"
"Four kiloters more!"
"Burn it up!"
Zhang Fan shouted hysterically as he jogged slowly.
Watching that swaying figure, Lu Ao’s group widened their eyes, clenching their fists.
Inside, they were both ecstatic and anxious!
They were ecstatic every ti Zhang Fan looked like he was about to fall.
However, every ti they saw Zhang Fan stand up again, they got anxious.
This was, after all, a matter of their pride.
Just thinking about kneeling and calling soone ’daddy’ sent chills down their spines.
"He can’t win, absolutely can’t win!" Countless people said through gritted teeth!
"Hahaha, he’s going down, this ti he’s definitely going down!" Watching Zhang Fan stumble, countless people got excited.
However, the next mont, they punched the ground.
"Why hasn’t he fallen yet? Why!"
And so, ti slowly passed.
Even Zhou Jie’s group of Golden Dragon mbers were starting to question reality.
Zhang Fan’s bulging veins!
That grimacing face!
That roaring voice!
Honestly, they were also stunned by Zhang Fan’s appearance.
"Is this really the Zhang Fan we t at the Thunder Departnt base?" soone frowned and asked.
"Don’t ask , I don’t know either! Gosh, what kind of tricks is this boy up to?"
"Gosh! Could these four hundred kilograms of weight really be his limit?"
Even Zhou Jie was uncertain.
Only Li Yu’s group, with darkened faces, almost had eyes rolling back like dead fish.
"Resistance to acclimatization, only the boss can overco!" Jiang Yixuan rolled his eyes and said.
Long Zhengyu grimaced: "Really, if it weren’t for the experience at Taiping Mountain, I’d be questioning life."
"The captain is really sly! I wonder if he’s tired!"
A minute!
Ten minutes!
Thirty minutes!
For soone like Zhang Fan, five kiloters could be done in no ti.
Yet now, he’s been running for a full thirty minutes.
You could say that every five seconds, Zhang Fan’s face showed a grimace.
Tired?
Of course tired!
But for the long-term plan of shearing fat sheep, Zhang Fan had to endure a little hardship.
Otherwise, if no one played with him, how could he attract resentnt?
Looking at the last hundred ters, Zhang Fan’s eyes flickered.
Should he appear pathetic or full of vigor here?
Emmmm! That’s a question.
Right at this mont, Lu Ao’s group, with eyes filled with bloodshot, clenched fists, and murmured softly!
"Definitely lie down! You must!"
"Begging you, just fall down, okay? We won’t ss with you anymore, okay?"
So even shouted: "Zhang Fan, let’s call this a draw, okay?"
"Mutual harm is no good, let’s be loving to one another, shall we?"
Really, those who gambled against Zhang Fan had started to panic.
Although now Zhang Fan looked like he was dying with every step.
Still, this scene has been going on for half an hour!
They were truly frightened.
Right at this mont, the three from Quinn’s group squinted their eyes.
"I’ve never seen soone with such formidable willpower!" Qiao Musi said.
"Very frightening! But I have a question, this kid looked like he was at his limit from the very beginning. Could he really be at his limit?" Danke William pondered.
"It truly looks incredibly bizarre." Quinn mused with mixed feelings.
If this kid truly was at his limit from the start.
After thirty minutes, this level of willpower is indeed terrifying!
So to speak, he has never seen soone with such perseverance in his life.
And then suddenly, Zhang Fan stood straight.
Seeing this scene, countless people’s pupils contracted.
"Is this guy finally unable to hold on? Finally going to collapse?"
"But wait, his posture seems a bit off!"
"Yeah, and why is he suddenly reaching into his pocket?"
"Is he trying to take a pill? But is it still ti to take a pill now?"
anwhile, Quinn’s group beca serious.
What’s this guy going to do?
Then the next mont, Zhang Fan took his hand out of his pocket.
And at that instant, the group at Zhou Jie’s side fell to the ground.
CNM!
What do you have in your hand?
Don’t tell it’s seeds!
And at that instant, Zhang Fan stuffed the seeds into his mouth.
"Crunch! Crunch!"
The sound of cracking seeds exploded.
Suddenly, countless people’s eyes popped wide open.
What the fuck!
What the heck is this?
This kid, cracking seeds at this ti?
But then, the next mont, the grimace on Zhang Fan’s face completely vanished.
His bulging veins cald down instantly.
Soon, Zhang Fan stepped forward with tiny steps, walking out one step at a ti.
At the sa ti, Zhang Fan grinned and said, "I know this is too much, but I really can’t act anymore, too tiring."
"Pfft!"
anwhile, Zhang Fan spat the seed shells into his palm.
At the sa ti, Zhang Fan extended his hand and raised his middle finger!
"It’s not directed at any specific person, just saying to those who bet against , everyone is trash.
Exciting or not, surprising or not?
Thinking daddy would fall? Impossible!"
Initially, Zhang Fan planned several ways to walk the next hundred ters!
But after thinking, only now could he provoke the most thoroughly.
Moreover, he has a bronze Emblem, this group absolutely wouldn’t believe their strength could surpass SS level!
And another problem, being this disrespectful, this group surely wants to kill him!
Haha, this way, it becos fun.
Then, Zhang Fan leisurely strides with swagger, slowly crossing the finish line.
At the sa ti, Zhang Fan grinned, lifted his hand, and pointed at Lu Ao’s group: "Sons, quickly kneel and call daddy!"
Hearing these words, countless people, especially Lu Ao’s group, roared.
"Zhang Fan, you... utterly shaless!"
"I, I want to kill you!"
Countless people rushed towards Zhang Fan.
Killing intent, one might say, was overwhelming, intense!
At that mont, Zhang Fan turned around and sprinted, bolting towards Quinn’s group.
"Old Jin, save !" Zhang Fan shouted!
Watching Zhang Fan’s fleet-footed, lightning-fast figure, Quinn, Qiao Musi, and Danke William were dumbfounded.
Wow!
This scoundrel!
Damn, it was all just acting?
Damn!
At that mont, Quinn’s group clenched their fists too.
At this point, they’d also want to just beat Zhang Fan to death!
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