At this moment, Tang Jun slowly crawled up from the ground.
Feeling the pain on his face, Tang Jun's entire body of fat trembled.
"You dare hit me, dare hit me!"
His voice, angry to the extreme, suddenly exploded!
Tang Jun lifted his head, looking at Wang Yuchen, his eyes instantly bursting with a venomous glare.
And at this moment, a voice rang out.
"Old Tang, where's that top-grade college student you mentioned? Get them out quickly for some fun!"
"Hmm?"
Tsinghua's bunch of guys had their eyes filled with killing aura once more!
Fun?
Damn it, this bunch of scumbags, dare have designs on Goddess Ye?
"Fun?"
Immediately, countless people turned around, heading toward the gallery's exit!
"Beep beep!"
"Screech!"
"Damn it, Doggy Erdan, why doesn't your car have even a wrench?"
"FML! Where's my baseball bat!"
"Give me the badminton racket! I'm gonna kill those scumbags!"
Really, the people of Tsinghua were angry to the extreme!
Fun?
Screw your fun!
