"Gululu!"
"Gululu!"
Listening to the sound of Zhang Fan drinking, Xie Chen was nearly exploding with anger!
If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have bothered with the damn ten-minute wait. Wasn't that just asking for trouble!
Especially seeing Zhang Fan's laid-back demeanor, Xie Chen's anger surged. He wanted to smash the jar in Zhang Fan's hand over his head.
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
...
"Two!"
"One!"
"Time's up!"
Xie Chen, looking at the countdown on his phone, suddenly put on a sinister expression. He walked up to Zhang Fan with a look of smug arrogance on his face.
"Hehe, kid, ten minutes have passed, and you haven't called for anyone. Don't you plan to try to save yourself?" Xie Chen said with a snarling smile.
One of Xie Chen's men spoke disdainfully, "Brother Chen, cut him some slack, will ya? Can't you let the guy be a loner? Stop the chatter and let's deal with him so we can drink!"
