"Two Wan!"
"Kong!"
"Oops, sorry, Kong on top of blossoms, Pure Suit, Top Grade!"
Zhang Fan, holding the slip of paper labeled 'Zhang Fan's Bastard', spat a little saliva and pasted one onto each of the three faces of Ouyang Feng's group!
No helping it, it was still early.
He had to find some way to kill time!
At this moment, Ouyang Feng's group's faces were already plastered with over ten slips of paper, while there was not a single one on Zhang Fan's face!
"No way, no way, we've got to play Bloody Battle," Dong Yu yelled.
Because he had the most slips on his face.
The slips like 'Ouyang Feng's Little Bastard', 'Hua Jian's Little Bastard', and 'Zhang Fan's Little Bastard' were quite eye-catching.
Zhang Yuanlin and Xiao Qi, lying in the courtyard drinking tea, laughed their heads off at the sight!
As for Bai Xi, her eyes twinkled nonstop!
