Zhou Dao was roaring!
Seeking revenge on Zhang Fan? Are you fucking crazy?
With just one move, he can make me unable to move, he can kill me!
And you dare to seek revenge on him? If you're so tough, go ahead!
At this moment, Zhou Dao was almost driven mad with anger.
Meanwhile, on Ye Jingtian and Ouyang Feng's side, a few people were staring wide-eyed.
What the fuck?
Zhou Dao, suddenly beating up Wang Zhongchao?
What happened?
Wasn't Wang Zhongchao the one who invited him? Doesn't he owe Wang Zhongchao a favor?
Why now, has he turned around and thrashed Wang Zhongchao?
This fucking Zhou Dao must have been paid by Zhang Fan, right?
At the same time, Wang Zhongchao was also utterly dumbfounded.
He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, looking insanely at Zhou Dao: "Brother Dao, what do you mean? What do you mean!"
Wang Zhongchao was really going crazy.
Being slapped in the face by someone he invited in front of so many people, it was truly more painful than being killed.
