Meanwhile, in classroom 511, a group of guys were looking at the forum replies and immediately rolled their eyes.
Zhang Fan is a bottom-tier fighter?
Come here, and I won't kill you.
Come take a look at this desk in our classroom. Do you see if a bottom-tier could damage it like this?
Look at the legs of the desk; they are metal!
Zhang Fan punched it into this shape, and you tell me he's a bottom-tier fighter?
Feeling the vibration from his phone, Zhang Fan also took out his phone and leisurely started reading the text message from Di Xiele.
Looking at these few words, Zhang Fan also smiled.
Have you decided?
Immediately, Zhang Fan sent a text back.
"Come find me after school this afternoon!"
However, the people in the classroom, seeing Zhang Fan's calm demeanor, almost spit blood.
Damn it, weren't you just shouting about dying a moment ago? Do you look like you're about to die?
It's an act, definitely an act!
