What a joke!
Holy crap, where is this place?
The battlefield!
And as the distance gets closer, from the current song and BGM, they can tell.
This is definitely not just music!
Soone is singing!
Damn it!
Who!
Who the hell is this!
In the hearts of countless people, right now, a spark of invisible anger has ignited!
Forget it, we’ll find out soon enough who they are when we get there!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The sound of running at this mont is incredibly chaotic.
At the sa ti, over at the base, looking at the gathering green light beams, countless big shots feel uneasy.
"What’s actually happening?" Soone with cold eyes, emitting Gang Qi, pushed a teacup on the table aside.
"Why are they going to Zhang Fan’s side? What exactly is attracting them?"
"Could it be that Zhang Fan sohow exposed himself? The others couldn’t hold back?" One person wondered aloud.
"That’s possible!"
"But it doesn’t seem right!"
"Should we use the satellite to check it out? Zhang Fan’s location is open territory, so we’ll see exactly what’s going on!" soone said.
"I think that’s a good idea! I’ll make contact soon!" said a blonde elder, pulling out a phone.
Ten seconds later, he put down the phone: "It’s done."
At this mont, Jin Changkong also had a curious look.
No need to guess, it’s definitely Zhang Fan up to sothing.
But he wants to know what exactly Zhang Fan is doing.
Soon, countless Gang Qi Peak big shots, with deep gazes, were staring at the big screen!
In the next mont, the green dots on the screen completely disappeared.
In their place was a satellite image.
The screen flickered and changed.
Soon, the screen locked onto the SS-level battlefield over there.
"Locate Zhang Fan! Switch the picture." said the blonde elder.
Instantly, the image beca clear.
It’s as if a cara appeared above Zhang Fan and them.
At this mont, Jin Changkong directly spit out a mouthful of goji berry water.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Jin Changkong quickly wiped the corners of his mouth, then stared intently.
In the picture, Zhang Fan was stepping lightly, swaying on the grass!
"Is this guy dancing?" one person exclaid incredulously!
"No, no, no, look at what he’s holding and what his mouth is doing! This guy is singing!" a red-haired elder was dumbfounded.
"What the fuck, what’s this guy up to?"
"No wonder everyone is gathering towards him. Is this guy a pig or what? Doesn’t he know he’s on a battlefield?
I could understand dancing, releasing pressure before a battle!
But singing... isn’t he worried about attracting the Poison Spider people?" One person cursed directly.
"Don’t worry, the Poison Spider’s people definitely got attracted over." One person nodded affirmatively.
Soone glared at Jin Changkong, angrily shouting: "Jin Changkong, what kind of lunatics are in your Golden Dragon group?"
Jin Changkong shrugged: "I swear, he’s the only lunatic among us."
At this mont, Jin Changkong was really between laughter and tears.
My goodness, Zhang Fan, this guy, is he too much?
Singing on the battlefield?
I’m seriously believing you must be crazy!
Yet looking at Zhang Fan’s relaxed dance moves, Jin Changkong really wants to hear what’s being sung over there.
"Is there any way to hear the sound from that side?" Jin Changkong suddenly asked.
After all, just the picture without sound, it’s really frustrating.
"Ha! Can your satellite receive ground sound?" the blonde elder said through gritted teeth.
Oh my, the upcoming battle is bound to be terrifying.
A chaotic fight between all the United Base mbers and the Poison Spider mbers?
Thinking about this image gives everyone a headache.
This way, at least a third of the people would die.
Damn it! Who allowed Zhang Fan, this lunatic, onto the battlefield?
"Hold on, I think we actually can hear the sounds soon, there is a detector about a hundred ters away from Zhang Fan’s position!It has an audio receiver!" soone suddenly said.
"Why didn’t you say so earlier? Hurry up and connect it."
Twenty seconds later, Zhang Fan’s singing echoed through the conference hall.
"Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof (Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof)"
"Because I’m happy (Because I’m happy)"
"Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth (Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth)"
"Because I’m happy (Because I’m happy)"
Hearing this voice, the entire conference room atmosphere suddenly froze.
Happy?
F*** your mother!
You’re happy at a ti like this?
Your damn grandpa!
Do you know where you are now? Do you know what you’re supposed to be doing now?
Jin Changkong once again spewed a mouthful of goji berry water.
In an instant, countless pairs of eyes filled with anger looked at Jin Changkong.
"Jin Changkong, you damn lunatic, who let you bring this person here? F***!"
"Brother Jin, please get rid of this lunatic, please!"
At this mont, Jin Changkong’s old face turned a shade of red.
My goodness, I can’t stay here anymore, I’m leaving!
In a flash, Jin Changkong got up and headed towards the conference hall door.
Closing the door, Jin Changkong leaned against the wall with a distressed look.
"This guy, I really admire him. Damn it, if you’re that aweso, why not hold a concert?"
anwhile, Jin Changkong also made a call to Long Aotian.
But with the call connected, Jin Changkong also didn’t know what to say.
Should he curse Long Aotian for accepting such a lunatic?
However, at the SS-level able to knock down the Bright Force Level, and also able to make dicinal als.
This kind of lunatic, he would gladly take a dozen of them.
So at this mont, Jin Changkong found himself in a dilemma.
"Hey, Old Jin, why aren’t you saying anything?" Long Aotian’s voice suddenly rang out.
"Sigh!" Jin Changkong let out a long sigh, looked up at the sky, then said: "Old Long, I think you should co over.Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll be beaten to death."
"What? Soone dares to touch you?" Long Aotian’s voice was filled with shock.
"Did sothing happen over at the United Base?" Long Aotian quickly asked.
Jin Changkong said wryly: "You don’t know, that little monster, first day here, had a bunch of people kneeling and calling him daddy.
Then he took the base’s chefs away two rounds.
The scariest thing is, you know, he’s now on the SS-level battlefield holding a concert.
Wait, I’ll connect the video for you!"
Hanging up the phone, Jin Changkong started the video and then walked into the conference hall, aiming the cara at the screen.
Looking at Zhang Fan on the screen, and hearing that song, Long Aotian directly fell off his chair.
"I knew it, I knew it! If this guy isn’t beat for three days, he’ll cause a ruckus."
"Hold on, I’ll be there soon."
(I’ve been blasted. And it was a group taking turns blasting, brothers and sisters, support value let’s go. Dropped in rank.)
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