"Just wait!" Zhang Fan spat coldly.
Upon hearing those words, Pan Gaoyun's fists immediately clenched.
That bastard!
Does he think of him as a waiter?
Damn it, he's also an SS-level peak figure!
In this SS-level battlefield, who else besides Zhang Fan can compete with him?
Thinking of Zhang Fan's terrifying tactics, Pan Gaoyun took a deep breath.
Fine, fine, you're awesome, I'll endure it, I'll endure it!
Immediately, Pan Gaoyun lay directly on the ground.
But looking at the pile of corpses around him, he felt extremely uneasy!
"Hey, should I handle these bodies?" Pan Gaoyun suddenly bounced up from the ground, looking at Zhang Fan.
Seeing Zhang Fan not uttering a single word, the rage in Pan Gaoyun's heart reached MAX!
This bastard!
Pretending!
Immediately, Pan Gaoyun leapt onto a tree, lying on a branch, eyes staring at the drifting leaves overhead.
Damn, there's not even a chance.
But soon, he heard rustling sounds!
In an instant, Pan Gaoyun's eyes lit up.
