The next moment, Pan Gaoyun saw Zhang Fan's cold eyes.
In an instant, Pan Gaoyun lowered his head.
OK!
OK!
You're the boss! I can't afford to provoke you, damn it...
Seems like I can't even dodge you!
At this moment, Pan Gaoyun wished he were dead.
At the same time, he understood why someone would spend twenty billion US dollars to kill Zhang Fan.
This guy, damn it, if he had that much money, he would want to kill him too.
The next moment, Pan Gaoyun closed his eyes.
He was afraid that seeing Zhang Fan again would kill him with anger.
Time ticked by slowly.
The second wave of Poison Spider people that Pan Gaoyun was expecting didn't arrive.
The number of Poison Spider who came to the SS battlefield wasn't large.
During these three days, Li Yu and the others alone killed more than seventy people.
Over here, another seventy or eighty lay dead.
In total, that's more than one hundred and fifty people.
That's just the number of people killed by Zhang Fan's group of ten.
