"Madness, madness, someone's asking for a beating!"
"Haha, daring to compete in drinking with Brother Fan, my god, don't know if he's confident or brain-dead, let's go, let's go, let's watch the show!"
"Brothers and sisters, the prelude is here, don't rush, after Brother Fan finishes the job, he'll definitely sing a song! Hold tight!"
Suddenly, more than two hundred people surged toward Zhang Fan's area!
Seeing such a commotion on this side, the whole bar went silent.
What the fuck, what happened?
Fuck fuck fuck, is this the prelude to a fight?
Who the hell is so bold, actually daring to cause trouble in Gu's Bar? Sick of living or just doesn't want to live?
However, Ouyang Feng, who was dancing with a girl, saw that it was the Face-Slapping Group bunch, and immediately rolled his eyes.
He knew that Zhang Fan couldn't stay idle for a minute.
Nevertheless, he also made his way over, curious to see who was so blind as to provoke Zhang Fan, the Demon King.
