"That weird uncle, let go of our Leader!"
"Scoundrel, take your hands off!"
"Fatty, are you begging for death!"
"Li, duel!"
The group of slapping girls present exploded instantly.
Each of them puffed up their cheeks, hands on hips, beauty eyes blazing with anger, almost sparking flames.
None of them managed to hold Zhang Fan's hand, why could this old man!
Is his face big!
The piercing screams made a group of people around suddenly cast their gaze over.
However, many are confused!
Because, they don't see any highlights!
"What's the situation here!"
"What are these beauties yelling about?"
"What weird uncle, what fatty, not at all!"
However, being members of Tsinghua, they naturally knew where the girls' anger came from!
"Damn, Zhang Fan, this scoundrel!"
"Old man so mad. So many pretty girls."
"Fortunately, my wife didn't join the battle."
Men with girlfriends were really in a panic.
